April was all about The Raven Cycle because The Raven King came finally out. I think it hasn’t really hit me yet that it is actually over. I keep re-reading the series, I keep thinking about the series, I keep talking about the series and it just doesn’t feel like the end just yet because I’m still right in the middle of it, kind of. At the same time I’m super emotional though BECAUSE it is the end. Basically, my feels are all over the place and I don’t know what to do with myself these days.Read More
At first I thought this would be a really easy post to write. I love villains so making a list of my favorites and least favorites shouldn’t be hard BUT it is. There aren’t actually that many books out there that I have read and that have a proper villain. Of course there are often bad guys, characters the heroes are working against, your usual everyday asshole, but it’s not always the kind of character I would actually consider as a “real” villain or antihero.
I was especially surprised when I was searching for books that had a villain I didn’t like and (to no one’s surprise) I couldn’t come up with many, I just love my villains. I almost feel bad for featuring the ones I did find because it makes them seem even worse because there are so few.Read More
Waiting On Wednesday is a weekly event hosted by Breaking the Spine that spotlights upcoming releases.
The Wolf in the Attic by Paul Kearney:
1920s Oxford: home to C.S. Lewis, J.R.R. Tolkien… and Anna Francis, a young Greek refugee looking to escape the grim reality of her new life. The night they cross paths, none suspect the fantastic world at work around them.
Anna Francis lives in a tall old house with her father and her doll Penelope. She is a refugee, a piece of flotsam washed up in England by the tides of the Great War and the chaos that trailed in its wake. Once upon a time, she had a mother and a brother, and they all lived together in the most beautiful city in the world, by the shores of Homer’s wine-dark sea.
But that is all gone now, and only to her doll does she ever speak of it, because her father cannot bear to hear. She sits in the shadows of the tall house and watches the rain on the windows, creating worlds for herself to fill out the loneliness. The house becomes her own little kingdom, an island full of dreams and half-forgotten memories. And then one winter day, she finds an interloper in the topmost, dustiest attic of the house. A boy named Luca with yellow eyes, who is as alone in the world as she is.
That day, she’ll lose everything in her life, and find the only real friend she may ever know.
I’ve always been fascinated by evil and don’t make a secret out of rooting for the bad guys. For the longest time I only read thrillers because I thought there is nothing more fascinating than reading about people who can’t stop killing others.
I love my villains, they have a special place in my heart and some of them are obviously just poor misunderstood creatures (not really, but I like to pretend).
Loki and Victor Vale are just two of many anti-heroes who I love. There are also the ones that are bad through and through, like Voldemort from Harry Potter or Mayor Prentiss from Chaos Walking. I love* them all for very different reasons, but liking them always comes down to just one thing: they are interesting.Read More
The greatest philosopher of all time is offering to sell his soul to the Devil. All he wants is twenty more years to complete his life’s work. After that, he really doesn’t care.
But the assistant demon assigned to the case has his suspicions, because the philosopher is Saloninus–the greatest philosopher, yes, but also the greatest liar, trickster and cheat the world has yet known; the sort of man even the Father of Lies can’t trust.
He’s almost certainly up to something; but what?Read review