I am pretty sure I’ve mentioned Brandon Sanderson in other posts. In fact, I’m pretty sure that I’ve compared other novels to Brandon’s works, whether or not I was fair in my comparison. So, if you’ve followed my blog, you would be right in assuming that I am a fan of Brandon Sanderson. So, when I received Alloy of Law for a Christmas gift a few Christmases ago, you’d assume I would just hop right into the book and devour it. Well, I’ve been nervous–very nervous–about this book because I knew I would compare it to the original Mistborn trilogy. I knew Mistborn before the title was changed to The Final Empire, first book of the Mistborn series. I was shocked when certain characters died, when other characters betrayed them, and I enjoyed every high-fantasy twist and turn. So when I heard that the next trilogy (quadrology, soon?) would be a Western-style Mistborn, I was excited, but wary. Continue reading “Review: Alloy of Law”
Beatrysel, by Johnny Worthen, is a very interesting novel. Set in Portland, Oregon, it centers around dark and occult deaths caused, if not by the self-made Mage Julian Cormac, then by someone close to him.
Julian has just come out of a drug-filled stupor prescribed by his psychiatrist after he exited a mental hospital to find that something is very wrong. His friends the Crabs, so called because they frequent a quaint bookshop called the Crabtree, are being targeted by a serial killer that kills by luring their victims to their deaths by Magick. Continue reading “Beatrysel by Johnny Worthen”
Maybe I should rename this blog to, “Ellie Reads Sporadically.” I’m sorry! It’s not that I haven’t been reading lately, it’s just that life has gotten extremely busy. So, while I wait here at Jiffy Lube so they can make sure they did things correctly on my car, I decided to return to the world of book blog reviews. Pardon any autocorrect errors (hopefully I catch them all).
Recently, I attended Salt Lake Comic Con: FanX, a comic convention that is making San Diego Comic-Con nervous because of its similarity in names and the number of visitors it receives (it also helps that Salt Lake’s entry fee is only around $50-60 for basic multi-day entry, that all panels are free, and that there’s a strong author base represented there in a state that churns out authors and hopeful writers as fast as butter). One of the panels was, “I Am Not a Serial Killer: the journey from page to screen.” Continue reading “I Am Not a Serial Killer”
There comes a time when you’re reading a series when you have to decide, “Is this getting better? Is this series still worth my time?”
I want to say that the Autumn Rain novels are getting better with each installment. I want to love Autumn’s character as much as I did when I first discovered the series. But either the author Rachel Ann Nunes is getting series fatigue, or I’m becoming a more savvy reader and recognize flaws in her writing that I never noticed when I first read Imprints.
I went over my reactions of the first installment of the series when I reviewed Final Call, so I won’t rehash them here. Instead, I’ll focus on what stood out to me that makes me believe either the author has writing fatigue or isn’t focusing on improving her craft. Continue reading “Line of Fire: An Autumn Rain Novel”
The other day I was looking on Facebook and noticed that the book club that I belong to, but haven’t attended in months, was hosting a discussion session on a day that I could actually attend. And that day happened to be in two days’ time. And I’d never even heard of the book that was going to be discussed. Oh, and that book was approximately 300 pages long, a translation, and a cerebral read. So like any semi-sane person, I decided to download it on my resurrected Kindle Touch and read it in approximately eight hours straight (okay, that’s a bit of an exaggeration. It was seven hours straight, with an extra hour the day before). Continue reading “The Devotion of Suspect X”
Final Call, by Rachel Ann Nunes, is the third book in a series featuring imprint-reading police consultant Autumn Rain. Imprints are images and emotions left behind on objects by people who treasured them or had strong emotions while holding them. As the third book in the series, the characters were well-established, and the author was able to jump straight into the mystery with tiny little explanations and recaps here and there. This book stands on its own, though I do think that there are bits here and there where it would do the reader good to have read the other two books first. Continue reading “Final Call”