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I built two pieces of Ikea furniture and reorganized my bedroom because I told myself I had to continue being useful while listening.
No regrets. Would hang out again with Circe and be annoyed at everyone who wronged her again anytime.
I started this wondering if this was something I could follow while getting ready for bed.
Turns out the following wasn't an issue, but the "ready for bed" bit became one quickly.
I didn't know I needed Aztec dark fantasy but I was clearly just uninformed.
This book never fails to cheer me up. Amelia Peabody travels to Egypt at the turn of the century, where she and her friend Evelyn meet the Emerson brothers in a tomb. Murder, mayhem, and mummies ensue. There is lots of shouting, and none of these people should ever use firearms.
I am enjoying this, but I am not sure what genre it is.
I am not sure it knows what genre it is.
I am not sure it knows what a genre is.
I am not sure it cares.
This is fun so far. It feels like the world is big and I am getting just enough character backstory to wonder but not so little I'm annoyed.
Finally starting my way through this. Despite having my ups and downs with the series (cough, Rowan, cough), it feels weird it is nearly over for me.
This is all of my favorite parts of a haunted house story so far.
Also a door just slammed and I dropped my Kindle. I'm guessing this is working for me.
Come for the psychopathic teenage protagonist, stay for the necromancers, politics, and hints of past nuclear holocaust.
Things I learned from this book:
1. Haunted houses do not like animals. :(
2. Upper middle class people basically did nothing but sit around and drink genteelly in the '70s, even when horrible stuff was happening.
I did enjoy this, but it was one of those "scary if you were there" books versus being scary to actually read.
This might be due partially to me loving clever academic young protagonists (hello, Ender!), but I loved this. The aliens are appropriately alien and I approved of not having everyone be horrible just to force the protagonist into a bad situation. Looking forward to the next, but stands alone just fine.
Strangely compelling once it got going, I was intrigued by all three sisters, and since two of them ended the book with rather big surprises, I can't wait to see where the series goes. I kind of want a video game in this world.
"My heart has joined the Thousand, for my friend stopped running today."
Monty Python meets Doctor Who and they get drunk and decide to write a love letter to literature together.
This somehow works.
I was not expecting quite as much horror. Slow build and almost painful amount of angsting at the start, but did go somewhere. Last line of audiobook combined with rising music of ending genuinely scared me. Stephen King meets Little House on the Prairie indeed.
I have once again failed to tear up at the latest touching romance novel. That is not to say I didn't enjoy it, however; it was a solid read and I am glad I did read it. If you enjoy "crying" books, I do feel this was well done. For those like myself whose tears are evoked exclusively by kingly sacrifices in doomed fantasy realms, this is still an intriguing read about finding yourself. I kind of want to murder her sister, though.
I have a high tolerance of (and even a genuine fondness for) love triangles, bitchy protagonists, and people wishing to refuse the call of prophecy.
And yet I still detested this. I had low hopes and it did not meet them. 27% is as far as I shall ever make it.
This was a remarkably *smart* book and played with language in a way I am not sure I have ever seen an adult book manage.
This was rather clever, though there were aspects leading up to the final ending I found a bit tedious. The ideas explored were interesting throughout, and I legitimately did not see a lot of it coming. I will be picking up his other stuff.
Picked this up because everyone is reading it and it is probably going to garner awards, if it hasn't already. Honestly did not expect to enjoy it much (sad/uplifting romance is really, really not my thing), but so far I genuinely am.
This evokes Morrowind for me to a startling degree. Utterly fantastic, somehow both dark and hopeful, and honestly one of the best books I have read. Five stars from someone who prides themselves on being able to name every book deserving that score. Sanderson is magic for me.
Not best read alone at night unless you want to startle at every possible noise and whimper if it sounds like singing. Hits all my Gothic horror and history buttons. A creepy ghost story with long-lost notes and diaries to fill in the back story? Yes, please. First in series? Sign me up!
Romeo and Juliet. With, you know, necromancers, blood sacrifice, unexpected friendship, dark ancient magicks and characters you hope somehow avoid the fates of their namesakes. Expect to want to rip your hair out during the long wait for the next book and to be bemused at actually enjoying Romeo and Juliet.