I haven’t blogged in awhile. Sorry. Am tired. I’ve been working on other projects and between that and the kids there hasn’t really been any time left over. Even for sleep. E has become the most clingy child in the history of my term as a mother, and now that she can crawl, she goes on a dogged pursuit of me the second I put her down. My sweet, stubborn little girl. No matter where I go, I can see her coming after me, tongue peeking out of the side of her mouth, bound and determined to get into my arms come hell or high water. I love her, and I love her determination, but it means no free time for me. Hell, it means there’s barely any time to cook, clean or wash my hair because this little girl has needs.
And X is my little man, growing up every day. We have progressed from the potty to the toilet (thank god, because I find potties to be the most disgusting things in the world. Like, there is a bowl of urine in my living room, thank you very much). But ensuring no accidents has necessitated that I watch him like a hawk. A typical scenario in my house (about once an hour) is me dashing X to the bathroom with his pants down around his ankles, E coming up behind us as fast as she can move her chubby little legs. That’s my life. For the moment.
I’ve been trying to make up my mind about what to do with this blog. I was going to get rid of my book reviews, because I’m not sure how many people really want to read about some crappy book I read and didn’t enjoy. I read a lot, people get that, I don’t think you need to hear all about it. I don’t need to keep track of the books I’ve read here either, I have Goodreads for that. I’ve also been reading more *ahem* romance novels lately, which I’m pretty sure fall under the category of “It’s none of your business what I’ve been reading.”
But then I finished an absolutely fantastic book this morning, and I feel the need to share. And I know that some people do use me as a recommender of books, so that’s what I’ll do. I will only share with you the books that I truly loved, and if you asked me to my face what I recommend, these are the ones I would tell you to put your precious time into.
I have to thank my friend Heather, because I realized as I was writing this that she gave me every one of these books. She the best reader I know and has exceptional taste in books. So thank you for all of these.
Wool, by Hugh Howey
Howey creates a world where the only life anyone has ever known exists inside a giant self-sustaining silo – so deep it takes days to travel through. Nobody goes outside. Nobody is allowed to want to go outside – to merely mention interest in the outside is a capital offence and your wish is immediately granted – you are thrown outside to instantly die in the nuclear wasteland of what was once a planet.
But things don’t quite add up. And Jules, thrust into the centre of leadership of the silo, is trying to put two and two together. She’s not certain she’s going to like what she finds, but she’s going to see it through.
This was a really interesting read that grabbed me by the throat immediately. Originally self-published as a novella, Wool quickly gained a huge following and the rest of the novel was written in instalments, taking into account the thoughts of the fans. I’m not surprised. This thriller/mystery is intensely written and you cannot stop until you know what’s going on.
The Girl With All The Gifts, by M. R. Carey
Melanie is a little girl who has never known anything beyond her cell and her classroom. The larger world is one that exists only in myths and fairy tales for her, now full with the insatiable hungries that have overrun the world. She doesn’t understand why everyone is so afraid of her.
This was such a gorgeously done thriller. And holy crap at times really scary. The beginning especially, when you don’t know exactly what is going on, soooo creepy. And then the adventures begin and it’s pretty intense. This book reminds me so much of my favourite horror movie, which I realize as I’m writing this I can’t tell you because it would give too much away. The suspense and buildup is such a key part of this book I don’t want to spoil it for you. Read it first and then we can talk monsters.
Code Name Verity, by Elizabeth Wein
A special agent from the British forces has been taken by the Nazis in occupied France. She knows her life is over, but she buys back some time by writing out a lengthy confession. Like Scherehezade before her, she spins a tale that captures the imagination of her captors, always leaving them wanting more. Her story revolves around Maddie, a female pilot and her best friend.
This was the book I had to share with you. I loved it so much. Okay, initially it was a little difficult to get into – so dark and depressing, the whole Nazi interrogation thing. But once I got into it, I couldn’t put it down. Wein is another one of those authors that I’m just in awe of, she does an excellent job of pulling this story together. It’s super well researched as well.
I actually found is surprising it’s classified as a young adult – while the two main characters are young women, they are hardly teenagers and they deal with murky stuff for sure. One’s a pilot, the other’s a spy, and they are both incredible badass bitches I loved them both. And I did quite a bit of weeping with this book as well. I can only credit the book when it makes me cry even as I have two small children crawling over me, pulling my hair, slapping my face and demanding more juice. Very recommended.