Monthly Archives: December 2010

Teaser Tuesdays: The Looking Glass Wars

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly meme hosted at Should Be Reading. This week’s teaser comes from the first book of The Looking Glass Wars Trilogy by Frank Beddor.

Alyss never found out if she was the only one of the orphans who’d been caught that day (she was), but even before she’d been roughly escorted to the Charing Cross Foundling Hospital, where she would live until she was adopted by the Liddells, and even before she realized that she would never see Quigly Gaffter again, she had started to think that maybe it wasn’t worthwhile getting attached to people. All they ever did was betray you. (117-118)

I’m really enjoying TLGW so far. At times the writing is too simplistic to be emotionally charged, but for the most part it’s well done and I love the fantasy of Wonderland and the way Beddor took the original characters and transformed them into something different, something dark and twisted. Can’t wait to see what happens in the rest of the book!

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It’s Monday, What Are You Reading? The Looking Glass Wars

“It’s Monday What Are You Reading” is a weekly event hosted by Sheila that lets you share books you’ve read over the past week and books you have coming up.

Finished:
Skylight Confessions by Alice Hoffman (review)
The Titan’s Curse by Rick Riordan (review)

Posted:
Why it’s okay to stockpile the books: A lesson in hoarding.

Currently Reading: The Looking Glass Wars (The Looking Glass Trilogy #1) by Frank Beddor

Up Next: I should probably get back to my ARC pile. I’ll most likely read Being Polite to Hitler by Robb Forman Drew.

What are you reading? Did any new books find their way into your possession?

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Why it’s okay to stockpile the books: A lesson in hoarding.

Last night I had that feeling. You know the one. The twist of emotions when you’ve finished one book and eagerly wrack your brain and bookshelf for the perfect thing to read next? Followed by that gut wrenching disappointment of not knowing what to pick up and that brief panic and fear… what if  you don’t want to read any of the books you own? That was me last night.

I had just finished the third book in Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson & The Olympians series, The Titan’s Curse (review) and I sat on the arm of ye old reading chair staring half-heartedly at my ARC row. Nothing caught my eye. I wasn’t in the mood for a post-WWII family saga and I wasn’t feeling a spy thriller. No one should attempt Nicholas Sparks before the holidays, and historical fiction? Nah.

Above and below the ARC shelf are the rest of my unread books. I just read an Alice Hoffman and I like to space her novels out so I don’t get sick of them, and Carol Goodman whom I always love, just didn’t feel like the right temperature for my current reading mood. James Rollins is always good for escapism, but he didn’t feel right either. I’ve long been wanting to read Guillermo del Toro’s The Strain, but do I really want to read about vampires right now? Nope. I do not.

What was I in the mood for? Fantasy? Yes! Fantasy. Perhaps it’s because I recently reread the last Harry Potter, or perhaps it’s because I was fresh off Percy Jackson, either way, my cleansed palate wasn’t speaking to me of literary fare or wisdom imbuing tomes, it wanted lighthearted, fun fantasy. So, do I pick up my ARC of The Emperor’s Atlas? No, that’s too kiddy for now. What about Ursula K. LeGuin? Too serious. Stephen Donaldson? Too depressing.

And then I saw it.

A Christmas gift from last year.

The Looking Glass Wars by Frank Beddor (Looking Glass Wars #1)

The “true story” behind Alice in Wonderland! Princess Alyss Heart is brutally cast out of Wonderland by her vicious Aunt Redd, who beheads Alyss’ mother (Off with her head, she cries!) and begins to rule over Wonderland with an iron fist. Alyss escapes from Wonderland and is exiled to another world entirely–Victorian London–where she is adopted into a new family, renamed Alice, and befriended by Lewis Carroll. At age 20 she returns to Wonderland to battle Redd, reclaim the throne, and lead Wonderland into its next golden age of imagination.

Something about it just feels right. And that’s why it’s okay to stockpile books. You really never know when a strange mood will strike you where only ONE book will do. Without my stockpiling… who knows where I would be now? Likely spending my savings in a bookstore. Now I just have to force myself to read slow so that I’ll have it for the plane ride to Minnesota in a few days!

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Review: The Titan’s Curse (Percy Jackson & The Olympians, Book 3) by Rick Riordan

**WARNING** May contain spoilers if you haven’t read The Lightning Thief (review) and The Sea of Monsters (review).

Once again Percy Jackson and his friends must save all of humanity (and the Gods) in the third entry of Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson & The Olympians series. With some new characters in tow, Percy, Grover, Annabeth, and newly restored Thalia face new monsters and new challenges as they track down a mysterious monster that has the possibility to destroy the Gods, and rescue Artemis, the Goddess of the Hunt.

I chose The Titan’s Curse as a quick, refreshing palate cleanser and that’s exactly what it was. I wasn’t as drawn into it as much as I was with the previous books, but it got me excited toward the end when I became invested in the story and it’s outcome. Is this series as good as Harry Potter? No. But is it a nice read and a good reminder of why fantasy is fun and richly entertaining? Yes. Do I wish I had the fourth book in the series handy at my fingertips right now? You bet I do.

Overall I’m still enjoying the Percy Jackson series as a nice change of pace and tone from more literary fare. I’d highly recommend it to readers of a younger age.

3 1/2 stars

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Review: Skylight Confessions by Alice Hoffman

She was young enough not to see a glass as half empty or half full, but as a beautiful object into which anything might be poured. She whispered a bargain, as though her whispering could make it true.
Skylight Confessions – Alice Hoffman

Every time I pick up an unread Hoffman novel I am amazed by her skill with the written word. The way she can form a sentence, twist it into something ethereal and beautiful, it always leaves me breathless. I always feel cleansed and well-read after a Hoffman novel, as though the books I finished leading up to her works were trivial and here is something of worth to spend my time on.

Following four generations of the Moody family who live in the Glass Slipper in suburban Connecticut, Skylight Confessions begins with Arlyn Singer and John Moody as they meet under strange circumstances and form a bond that will affect their children and their grandchildren to come. Under the glass roof and clear walls of their house, secrets are kept and hidden. Mysterious occurrences are swept under the rug, and lives are forever changed by the decisions of others. Following the Moody children into their separate lives as they’re drawn back to the Glass Slipper, Hoffman tells a truly character driven story, so intent are we upon Arlyn and John, and the residents of the glass house that we easily forget there’s a world beyond them.

Skylight Confessions contains the usual hint of magic that Hoffman is known for, but the writing is a little less sad than the previous works I’ve read by her. Or maybe I’m just accustomed to her tone now. The story of the Moody children is beautiful and touching, and in such a short book it’s amazing that we come to know them as well as we do.

Another remarkable Hoffman with all my favorite trademarks, empathetic with a hint of magical realism. All in all, a fabulous book and another great addition to my library. Highly recommended to those who have not read an Alice Hoffman novel yet.

5 stars

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What Were They Thinking? Cinderella: Ninja Warrior

What Were They Thinking? is a new meme hosted every Thursday at The Crowded Leaf.

The Rules: Post a book that makes you ask the infamous, “What Were They Thinking?” And explain WHY you are so turned off by the book. Is it the title? Plot? Cover? What don’t you like? This is meant to be fun, so don’t be offended if you go to someone’s blog and your favorite book is their least. One blogger’s trash is another’s treasure. Join in and spread the love to judge!

My Pick This Week: Cinderella: Ninja Warrior by Maureen McGowan 

Synopsis: In this fast-paced story full of adventure and romance, Cinderella is more than just a servant girl waiting for her prince—she’s a tough, fearless girl who is capable of taking charge of a dangerous situation. Seeking to escape the clutches of her evil stepmother, Cinderella perfects her ninja skills and magic talents in secret, waiting for the day when she can break free and live happily ever after. In a special twist, readers have the opportunity to make key decisions for Cinderella and decide where she goes next—but no matter the choice; the result is a story unlike any fairy tale you’ve ever read!

What Were They Thinking? A NINJA CINDERELLA?!?! HAHAHAHAHA! Amazingly ridiculous. The synopsis is all great and lovely until you hit the word NINJA and then it’s all over. I do like that readers can pick their endings, I used to love those books when I was itty-bitty. But seriously, Cinderella as a ninja? How does one do a roundhouse kick in a glass slipper?

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Waiting On/Wishful Wednesday: The Lost Gate

Waiting on Wednesday is hosted at Breaking The Spine and Wishful Wednesday is hosted at The Bluestocking Guide. I have not read any of Orson Scott Card’s books… but I think I would enjoy them! And how can I resist this cover???

The Lost Gate by Orson Scott Card (Tor Books, January 2011)

Danny North knew from early childhood that his family was different, and that he was different from them.  While his cousins were learning how to create the things that commoners called fairies, ghosts, golems, trolls, werewolves, and other such miracles that were the heritage of the North family, Danny worried that he would never show a talent, never form an outself.

He grew up in the rambling old house, filled with dozens of cousins, and aunts and uncles, all ruled by his father.  Their home was isolated in the mountains of western Virginia, far from town, far from schools, far from other people.

There are many secrets in the House, and many rules that Danny must follow.   There is a secret library  with only a few dozen books, and none of them in English — but Danny and his cousins are expected to become fluent in the language of the books.  While Danny’s cousins are free to create magic whenever they like, they must never do it where outsiders might see.

Unfortunately, there are some secrets kept from Danny  as well.  And that will lead to disaster for the North family.

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Teaser Tuesdays: Skylight Confessions

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly meme hosted at Should Be Reading. I’m treating myself this week and picked up an Alice Hoffman instead of one of the books I have to review. I needed a break from books that weren’t getting me excited, and Hoffman always makes me adore reading.

The entire room was washed out by darkness, shadow upon shadow, so that a person had to squint to see anything. There was only one bit of color, a dark blue feather on the floor, the color of the sky when it’s broken in half and the core of the universe can be seen. (149)

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In My Mailbox Monday: The Anatomy of Ghosts

In My Mailbox is hosted by The Story Siren, and Mailbox Monday is hosted at Let Them Read Books. Just one from last week, my LibraryThing Early Reviewer book:

The Anatomy of Ghosts by Andrew Taylor (Hyperion, January 2011)

1786, Jerusalem College Cambridge. The ghost of Sylvia Whichcote is rumoured to be haunting Jerusalem since disturbed fellow-commoner, Frank Oldershaw, claims to have seen the dead woman prowling the grounds. Desperate to salvage her son’s reputation, Lady Anne Oldershaw employs John Holdsworth, author of The Anatomy of Ghosts – a stinging account of why ghosts are mere delusion – to investigate. But his arrival in Cambridge disrupts an uneasy status quo as he glimpses a world of privilege and abuse, where the sinister Holy Ghost Club governs life at Jerusalem more effectively than the Master, Dr Carbury, ever could. And when Holdsworth finds himself haunted – not only by the ghost of his dead wife, Maria, but also Elinor, the very-much-alive Master’s wife – his fate is sealed. He must find Sylvia’s murderer or the hauntings will continue. And not one of them will leave the claustrophobic confines of Jerusalem unchanged.

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Review: The Sherlockian by Graham Moore

But if you think you can manage to sleep tonight, then sleep on this: Is the mystery sometimes more pleasurable than the solution?
The Sherlockian – Graham Moore

Graham Moore’s debut novel has all the ingredients to be a delicious mystery. it opens with Arthur Conan Doyle and his dear friend Bram Stoker as Arthur debates the pros and cons of killing off his famed character, Sherlock Holmes. Filled with a bitter hatred for his character because all of London believes Holmes to be real, and Arthur to be his literary agent, he sets about to destroy Sherlock and falls into a real life Holmes mystery along the way when murdered young women start appearing across his path.

In the present, newly inducted Sherlockian Harold White celebrates his membership into the exclusive Holmes fan club, the Baker Street Irregulars. On the morning of the most important Irregular meeting in history, the presentation of the missing diary of Arthur Conan Doyle, Harold is pulled into his own Sherlock novel when the man who found the diary is murdered and the diary goes missing.

Alternating between these two mysteries, The Sherlockian flows along quite nicely in the beginning. The plots are intriguing and, like a good mystery, keep you turning the page. But about a third of the way in a shift in the writing can be felt, a twist in the flow. No longer was I reading a mystery whose words carried the story. Suddenly I could feel the presence of the author, his hand in the way things were turning out, his decisions in making a clue appear here or there. It caused me to step back from the book and view it as a piece of the author’s work, not a natural thing of its own.

I know a good book because the writing works for itself, the characters carry me along, not the author. When I can sense an author at work, I am removed and the book feels clumsy and even contrived. Sadly, The Sherlockian became that for me. The writing was still decent, but Harold became an annoying, weak character instead of a charming Holmes enthusiast, and Arthur Conan Doyle became a silly, bumbling detective instead of the writer of great mysteries.

Overall I became underwhelmed by The Sherlockian about half-way through. I persisted out of curiosity to see how Moore would solve the mystery of the diary, but in hindsight, I’ve already forgotten what kept me turning the page, and I only finished reading last night.

3 stars

(I received an advance copy from the publisher for review)

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