“They stared down at the ground in stony imitation of the graveyard angels, without the blank unblinking eyes or patchy beards of lichen. When they heard Edie’s footsteps round the Drewalt obelisk, they looked up and she looked down and realized that what they were actually staring at was a hole in the ground.” M.L.…
Who doesn't love a grumpy old man sticking his nose in other folks' business? In this case it's a grumpy old pony sticking his snout in his other people's business. Like Marcellus the octopus in Remarkably Bright Creatures, we have an animal intervening in human affairs and ultimately, saving the day. Pony after being sold by…
"The girl's shoulders stopped trembling at "friend." Amazing how the word, so common and ordinary among those who practiced plain speech, could lift the spirits unfamiliar with the custom. Slowly, the girl unlaced her fingers and picked up her head. Pearl gasped. Cook had gone quiet. Abby refused to react." Caroline Woods, The Mesmerist, pg.…
Romantasy, it’s safe to say, is having a moment. Fantasy book with a long title featuring A Deeply Admirable Heroine battling The Forces of Darkness and her feelings for A Complicated Hero? It's romantasy, and it's everywhere. Sarah Rees Brennan’s adult debut, Long Live Evil, delivers all the things readers like best about the genre,…
“She looked back at the friendly horses and saw that one of them had those eyes—those human eyes. Not blue this time, but somehow possessing a human awareness. It did not look at her. It studied her. The horse raised its head a little and the eyes widened, as if seeing the recognition in her…
“Crying makes him feel a fool, but he is weeping now, unstoppably. It's so performative. Who does he do this all for? Oh, what is the meaning? (He does not know about us yet, of course, reader. And though I'm no angel, I must say I have been mistaken for one, my feathers being so…
“It wasn’t too late to back out. She could’ve said that she’d changed her mind. But by then, she felt like she deserved to do something that she didn’t want to do as a punishment for misunderstanding her own desires. She should’ve known earlier. She should’ve known all along.” Sydney Hegele, Bird Suit,…
“There are those of us who wobble like blancmange in a crisis, and then there are those lucky souls who rise magnificently to the occasion, like a perfectly baked truffle souffle. Ian was the latter type.” (Sykes, 337) While ostensibly about the “Yummy Mummies” , the super-wealthy and status conscious ladies of the English…
“The gesture, the first time recognizing me, how could I forget it? And to have it followed by her voice, the first intelligible words I heard her speak, so near, the only time I’ve regretted the wind, wished it away, that slight breeze that carried her breath away from me. How terribly did…
Irish writer, Tana French is best known for her excellent Dublin Murder Squad books. Unlike that series, her books featuring retired Chicago cop, Cal Hooper, really have to be read in order. As a follow up to The Searcher (Cal Hooper #1), teenager Trey continues to wrestle with the secrets kept…
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