Holy crap, I love this WordPress theme so much I’m going to keep it ALL YEAR LONG. No, I haven’t started drinking yet, it’s only 11:15 a.m. on a Tuesday.
So I bought this:
And now I need to watch Gigi:
I joke about my anxiety and depression and OCD here quite a bit, because most of the time I’m in the right frame of mind to view those diagnoses as just another part of me, like being ridiculously near-sighted or having hay fever. When the meds and therapy and the planets are aligned, I can just shrug off my, um, quirks and make it through each day without dreading the next.
Last Thanksgiving, nothing was aligned. This Thanksgiving, I’m on an even keel because I finally did something I was terrified to do before.
I asked for help.
- Title: Matzoh and Mistletoe
- Author: Jodie Griffin
- Genre(s): Contemporary, Erotica
- Publisher: Carina Press, November 2013
- Source: NetGalley
- Length: 92 pages
- Trope(s): Awakening the Innocent, Alpha Cop, Evil Abusive Ex, Sex in the Snow
- Quick blurb: Cop/Dom helps Nice Jewish Girl learn to give blowjobs.
- Quick review: Some really promising elements, but too much How To Be A Submissive In 100 Easy Pages
- Grade: C
He tasted like peppermint candy canes and kissed like a bad boy.
The Nice List….
I am now wishlisting books by narrator. I am officially addicted.
That would be “highly recommended” as in “read this NOW, dammit, your life is meaningless without this book.”
Narrated by Allan Corduner
I avoided this for years because it’s told from Death’s point of view. I was a dumbass. It’s stunning. From start to finish. I can’t even begin to count how many times I nearly drove off the road trying to bookmark a “holy SHIT, that was good” passage.
It’s one of those books that uses language in an entirely unique way. I kept thinking the title should be “The Word Thief” instead, because Zusak somehow manages to turn seemingly simple words and phrases into characters in their own right. Just read the prologue in the sample, you’ll see what I mean.
I’m back. Did you miss me? Don’t answer that.
- Title: The Sum of All Kisses
- Author: Julia Quinn
- Series: The Smythe-Smith Quartet, Book 3
- Genre(s): Historical (Regency)
- Publisher: Avon, October 2013
- Source: Purchased
- Length: 373 pages
- Trope(s): Enemies to Lovers, Big Misunderstanding, Evil In-Laws, Scarred/Injured for Life
- Quick blurb: Heroine who holds a grudge is forced into spending time with the man who (according to her) ruined her life.
- Quick review: This may end my auto-buy relationship with Ms. Quinn.
- Grade: C-
“I looked out my window,” he choked out. “I looked out my window at half bloody three in the morning, and there you were, gliding across the grass like some sort of erotic specter.”
Rolling along with a B-level grade — totally predictable with all the usual fluff and banter and light angst — and that lovely first kiss, and then… What the HELL happened? A ridiculously drawn-out Big Reveal sent the whole thing veering off the rails into a bad gothic melodrama like one written by Quinn’s fake-novelist creation Mrs. Gorely. I half-expected death by pigeon. Yeesh.
Yes, I’m still here. More or less.
I’ve been struggling with the anxiety and depression stuff the past few weeks, for which I prescribed myself a LOT of comfort reads, but I did manage to knock down a bit of my TBR. I’m too scatterbrained right now to do anything more coherent than ratings and drive-by comments, so here goes….