I like well-written horror and Into the Drowning Deep is a great example. I started this book on Audio, narrated by Christine Lakin, and finished on eBook. The audio performance is great, but I read faster than I can listen. Remember those Disney read-along records from the 70’s? I wish they’d bundle the eBook with […]
Wanderers by Chuck Wendig is the latest book to make an attempt at stealing the post-apocalyptic biopunk doomsday saga crown from Stephen King’s The Stand. Unlike other contenders, Wendig not only takes the crown, he giggles and chortles madly as he runs away home with it.
Gyre takes a high-risk spelunking job in hopes of getting off the backwater rock she calls home, ideally to find her mother. Em is a stubborn controller responsible for Gyre’s well-being underground. When Gyre realizes Em is her only support staff, and the job isn’t quite as posted, it’s a no-holds barred adventure.
Not A (structured) Review aka: I read a thing. Tobias is a Wild Man of the Wood. Henry Silver is the new lord of the manor. When the two meet, magic happens. I just finished reading this little gem. On my Kobo, at my preferred font size, Silver in the Wood clocked in at a […]
Racing to You is the story of a young bookworm and an ambitious competitive cyclist who meet in France at a stressful point in both their lives. Aurelia is intent on immersing herself in French culture while Terrence is working his way up to the Tour de France. Their worlds almost literally collide when Terrence’s cycling team makes a stop at Aurelia’s favourite cafe.
A literary fantasy about love, music and sorcery, set against the background of Mexico City. Mexico City, 1988: Long before iTunes or MP3s, you said “I love you” with a mixtape. Meche, awkward and fifteen, has two equally unhip friends — Sebastian and Daniela — and a whole lot of vinyl records to keep her company. When she discovers how to cast spells using music, the future looks brighter for the trio.
In the high-flying, heady world of 1920s aviation, brash pilot Robert “Hitch” Hitchcock’s life does a barrel roll when a young woman in an old-fashioned ball gown falls from the clouds smack in front of his biplane
Yes, yes, the Prix Aurora Awards are long over by now, but I wanted to still put up my review of William Gibson’s The Peripheral. It’s taken me a while to be able to sort out my thoughts on the book.
It’s the eve of the twenty-second century: a world where the dearly departed send postcards back from Heaven and evangelicals make scientific breakthroughs by speaking in tongues; where genetically engineered vampires solve problems intractable to baseline humans and soldiers come with zombie switches that shut off self-awareness during combat. And it’s all under surveillance by an alien presence that refuses to show itself.
It’s 2015, and Patricia Cowan is very old. “Confused today,” read the notes clipped to the end of her bed. She forgets things she should know-what year it is, major events in the lives of her children. But she remembers things that don’t seem possible. She remembers marrying Mark and having four children. And she remembers not marrying Mark and raising three children with Bee instead.