The pandemic is not the only thing I’ve had going on this year. I was pregnant; my mum underwent chemotherapy; my sister was sectioned; I had a novel published. In September, I gave birth – dramatically and unexpectedly – on the kitchen floor. Needless to say, with all this going on – as well as a toddler who was unable to attend nursery for a huge portion of the year – my reading habits were affected. At the start of the year, morning sickness left me too nauseated to pick up a book.
