Again, it has been too long. I really should look into making scheduled posts over here. Those gaps in between times I do post is nasty.
Hmm. There’s not really much to say at the moment. I am severely behind on, well, everything. I had hoped to have Zombies released by now, as well as a few other things, but apparently I am not the best at not procrastinating. It’s one of my favorite hobbies, as a matter of fact. Before you all jump in with explanations as to how it is not a good habit lemme tell ya I already know. I’m working on breaking that habit. Really. I am. But like all habits, it’ll take time.
Anyhoo. I’ve managed to get some reading done in the time I’ve been away, all YA of course. Oh! I did a complete re-read of the HP series and it was still just as good as I remember it, but this time around I actually liked the last book. Weird. The epilogue still leaves something to be desired, though. I don’t think I’ll ever be over that. As for new books I read, there’s Paper Valentine by the wonderfully, mega-awesomely talented Brenna Yovanoff. I will never not love her books. They are beautiful and tragic and broken in all the ways that I love. I can’t tell you how much I love her male characters — her female ones aren’t shabby, either, but I always, always, always will have a huge soft spot for tragic heroes no matter the genre. And so far her heroes have been quite tragic. I can’t tell you how many times my heart ached for Mackie in The Replacement, or how much I just wanted to wrap Truman in a blanket and keep him safe from everything in The Space Between. I can’t even begin to explain the overload of feels I had for Fisher in Fiendish. But, for all that I adore the guys, the girls are amazing, too. Tate is a badass who is more than capable of taking care of herself and whatever bad news comes along. Daphne, despite having only known her little realm of Hell her whole life, is strong and brave enough to take her chances on Earth to save someone she doesn’t even know. And sweet, sweet Clementine with all her peculiarities is just — oh, why am I even trying to explain my feels for these characters? They’re awesome and loveable and relatable and their stories are worth knowing.
Gushing aside, I also bought Winter, the final installment of The Lunar Chronicles by the equally wonderfully, mega-awesomely talented Marissa Meyer. I haven’t finished it yet because I know if I let myself just sit down and read it, it’ll be over before I’m ready for it to be and I will once again be without something to read. So. I’m pacing myself on it, nibbling at it here and there. There has been lots of squeeing on my part, and gasping and lip biting because Cinder and Kai are perfect and I just want to smoosh them together forever. They can be permanently attached at the lips and I would be the happiest person ever. Seriously. They are so made for each other and I am biting my nails in hopes that everything works out for them in the end. They don’t have to end up married with a brood of kids, though that would just be darling. I just want them to be happy.
That’s not to say the other characters aren’t giving me as many feels, but there’s more angst involved with them. I don’t want to say too much ’cause spoilers, but oh my God! The tensions and the secret looks and the pining! I love it all while at the same time I hate it. Conflict makes me antsy, and while I wish it could all be sunshine and roses, I also know there isn’t growth without hardship of some type. Still, I don’t like for my babies to hurt. (Yes, I totally typed that with a straight face. If you’ve read Love Pain and Uninvited you know what I’m talking about. If not, get thee a copy and find out.)
Another book I read was The Girl From the Well by Rin Chupeco. I don’t know what it is with YA horror, but it doesn’t spook me at all. Okay, so there was that one part in Anna Dressed in Blood that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up, but anyone would have gotten freaked out if the thing they’d been hunting had been…ha! You thought I was going to tell you, didn’t you? Well, I’m not. You’ll have to read it to find out what it is. But seriously, it was one part. The entire rest of the book didn’t creep me out at all. Neither did the sequel. I was actually disappointed in the sequel, but that is neither here nor there. The Girl From the Well was good and I actually finished it in one sitting. If you like creepy ghost girls exacting revenge on murderers and who have a habit of counting things, then you should read it. There’s a sequel I haven’t read, but I wanted to make sure the first one was okay before I spent money on both of them.
Ha-ha. Look at me recommending other authors on my blog. I’m quality people. That I am.
That’s pretty much what I’ve been up to lately. Reading. I have plans, though. Big plans. Plans that involve finishing Zombies and what remains of A Curious Tale (which I’ve decided to release as a whole instead of breaking it into pieces). Then there’s Unforgiven which I’ll be debuting under the name Emlyn Asher. The blurb should be up on the site sometime tomorrow, so if you are feeling froggy, hop on over there and check it out.
I’m signing off now. See you guys next post!