GUESS WHO’S BACK?????
Me. I am. Free from the chains and chokehold of academia to succumb to my baser bookish desires for the next 2.5 months! Though also, if y’all don’t trust me to be consistent here AGAIN, I don’t blame you. But hey, I’m a-working on it.
Aaaaaanyway, considering I not only didn’t read for a solid four months of school but I also hadn’t posted for the first 1.5 months I’ve been off for (the real world sucks, guys. Stay far far away.) I thought I’d do another shame-filled lament of everything I wanted to try but didn’t. It kinda does the double duty of what I want to read for the coming months anyway, so we’ve got a legit TBR and some teary-eyed self-deprecation all in one!
If school has taught me anything, it’s multitasking 😉
Since I “finished” the The Grisha Trilogy by Leigh Bardugo, the first thing I grab in 2018 is OF COURSE Six of Crows. Obviously it’s magical and swoon-y, fantastical and amazing, and I seriously ponder whether the Grisha crew beats out Rhys’ inner circle for #squadgoals
I’ve been in the Grishaverse for so long by this point, I’m definitely due for a temporary break to amp up my anticipation for the purchasing and reading of Crooked Kingdom. Still in the Fantasy zone, I switch gears to read Vassa in the Night by Sarah Porter, a strange and twisted telling of the Russian freaky doll fairytale, “Vasilissa the Beautiful” set in an alternate Brooklyn. Predictions: super weird, but just the right mix of weird, like pineapples on pizza–it shouldn’t be okay, but it is.
(PS. *unsheathes twin katanas* I will fight you on that pineapple point.)
The fairytale forces are strong with that one, and I am kicked into a blur of Grimm-er folktales, starting with Tear You Apart by Sarah Cross. The first in the duology, Kill Me Softly, is a FAVE, and its sequel follows the same blending of stories in Beau Rivage (so basically Storybrooke–hello, my Once Upon A Time-ers?), this time in a combo pack of Snow White and 12 Dancing Princesses.
Though whoever the beloved is is not my precious Blue, the book is bomb and I yearn for a non-existent sequel.
My theatre kid self regretfully acknowledges that January wouldn’t have had much reading even if I did read because it’s show season. Which is why February is jam-packed! A full five-course meal of literary delight!
To keep my fairy tale stream going, I kick off February with Unhooked by Lisa Maxwell, a dark, twisted Peter Pan story. Will she trust the charming hero or the rougish pirate? the blurb asks. My money’s on the pirate. Or maybe that’s just who I’d pick.
I’ll wrap up my retellings with Wicked Will Rise by Danielle Paige, the sequel to Dorothy Must Die (my first review on here! Yay!), which is less amazing than the first, mostly because of second-book-syndrome, but still enough to keep me going to its finale.
Next up is Tricia Levenseller’s Daughter of the Pirate King, because I’ll be looking for some post-Uhooked pirate goodness, and what better way to get that than alongside a dose of good ol’ girl power?
But also, I just really freaking LOVE pirates.
And to finish off February is my blind date book–a random book I got from the library with no knowledge of what it’s about aside from “fluff with substance”–which turned out to be The Last Time I Saw You by Elizabeth Berg. Fact check: yes, I did actually take out that book. No, I did not actually read it in February. But I’m sure February me would’ve thought it was just as cute as May me did!
I’m not even gonna try here for this one, because I know I was drowning too much in essays to have read much anyway. But I definitely would’ve needed a pick-me-up from all the dense history readings and argumentation, kindly provided by the sugary sweet Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins, which once upon a time was a bookshelf staple. Here’s to swooning and smiling and that certain je ne sais quoi!
Exam season, how great it is to see you! Since the little boosters of sugar and romance are all that’s keeping me going by this point, I follow up with Jennifer E. Smith’s (PSA: I love her) The Geography of You and Me, to get me hyped for my trip to NYC in May. I mean, come on–a storm traps two teens in an elevator? Nothing quite like it to keep my imagination dreaming.
And you know what? While we’re at it, since I’m also going to LA in May, I’ll throw in Famous Last Words by Katie Alender, purchased from the sale shelf to hopefully get me into the ghost books that freak the shite outta me. Ghosts and grisly murders in LA can’t be that bad, right! Right?
Presumed verdict: the book’s great, but I keep the lights on in my hotel rooms…
That’s a wrap, on the books I “read” over the second half of the school year! I’ve already read a few from May-June, so the reviews will be up for those sometime likely soon. Summer’s back, so I’ll be getting into a rhythm of posting regularly again in the next few weeks. Thank you for being patient and still reading!!! ❤️
Peace out, bookworms!