Wednesday, November 22, 2017

This Darkness Mine

Although exploration in literature tends toward long-lost civilizations, space, or temporal anomalies, one of my very favorite places to poke around is the human mind. It is astoundingly complex, secretive, and skilled in self-delusion. Recently, books such as Gone Girl, Girl on a Train, and In A Dark, Dark Wood have popularized the formerly standoffish unreliable narrator. Now, unreliable narrators seem to be everywhere. If that's something you're into, like me, that's great news! If not, that's okay--the great wheel of literary trends shall turn once again.

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

ARC Review: Bad Call

It's fascinating when miniature trends pop up in literature--currently, YA lit has a sub-sub-subgenre of Teens Lost in California Wilderness, with Blood. Something like

650 Juvenile homicide $z Yosemite National Park (Calif.)

or how about

650 Emotional problems of teenagers $v man-woman relationships $z California

THAT WAS A LIBRARIAN JOKE, which I probably told incorrectly because I haven't done original cataloging in YEARS. May sub. geog. and all that jazz.

ANYWAY. Stephanie Kuehn's absolutely brilliant When I Am Through With You tells the story of an orienteering expedition gone murderously wrong, and Stephen Wallenfehls' Bad Call is a slow burning thriller set in Yosemite, chock-full 'o frostbite, murder, and head games.

Monday, November 20, 2017

Genuine Fraud



Then:

Jule's parents were murdered in her front yard when she was eight years old. She came out of the house to find them in the grass, outlined by blood seeping from the gunshot wounds.

Or not.

Jule's best friend Imogen jumped off of London Bridge with stones in her pockets; the constabulary still hasn't found her body. No one knows why she did it.

Or not.

Thursday, November 9, 2017

The Wishsong of Shannara

So, everyone agrees that The Sword of Shannara is LOTR fanfic, right? I think I covered that rather extensively and with many, many GIFs right here. I didn't write a review of The Elfstones of Shannara, which I rather regret (the not writing the review bit, not the reading of it bit), but it was completely delightful. It was much more original than its predecessor--then again, pretty much anything would be--and the battle scenes were vastly improved (I actually read all of them!).

And now I've finished the last of the original trilogy, and my feelings are torn. Brooks finally gives us a strong female lead, kills off Allanon (whoops, spoiler?), and moves away from the conceit of Magical Object Saving Everyone to Flawed Person Saving People For Now, which is much more interesting. Strangely, lot of the plot points seem to have been pinched from Star Wars*, and those that are not are simply ... odd. Yes, I realize that Star Wars is a story built on archetypes, but when I'm reading a book with powerful twins battling the darkness within and without in order to save the world, with the help of a swathed-in-robes wise man, a badass fighter, a scoundrel, and a sort of prissy twit, well ...

Am I completely obsessed with Star Wars?

Thursday, November 2, 2017

The Poet X

The first thing that grabbed me about The Poet X was the cover: the girl with the glorious hair and inky swirls of movement surrounding her like a dark angel. If you think the cover is beautiful, just wait until you get to the gorgeous, breathtaking words inside.