After a year of shenanigans on Instagram. I’ve had some fun and learned some things. One of which is that, if you’re a bookworm, it’s the place for you. Not only are there plenty of bookstagrammers to follow and ogle their pretty books, but it’s a great place to interact with your favorite authors as well. Recently, Brian McClellan, author of the Powder Mage trilogy, requested bookstagrammers to read his new UF series and give feedback and I was lucky enough that he said yes to my request. This gave me the idea for this post, link a few authors and why their IG accounts are fun to follow.
Brandon Sanderson – regularly signs his books in random bookstores in airports and then lets you know where you can find them.
Kevin Hearne – travels a lot, posts interesting food and cocktail drinks. Shares his fondness for whiskey.
Brian McClellan – besides ARC offers, he posts his cat and dogs, and his cooking.
Delilah S. Dawson – she gets up to a lot of shenanigans. Conventions, pets, Star Wars and her friendship with homie Kevin Hearne.
Chuck Wendig – posts a lot of beautiful outdoor pictures from his daily runs.
Who are some of your favorite authors to follow on IG?
I was nominated for this award by Extra Life and what good timing! I recently thought to myself that I really suck at doing and keeping up on tags and that I would change that this year. I’ve also decided not to be lazy and actually tag people to do them so watch out motha fuckas! I’m about to annoy your pants off. I’m married to a gamer but I do not consider myself a gamer, so this should prove difficult.
In which cases would you deem the manga superior to the anime on which it’s based?
Oooo, I cannot answer this one as I don’t recall ever sitting down and reading a single manga. I’m very picky about anime as well but I have watched and enjoyed; Inuyasha, Desert Punk and Fullmetal Alchemist.
What game do you feel has the best soundtrack?
Final Fantasy VII
If you could revive a dead video game series, which one would you choose?
Fuck if I know….every game I can think of that I enjoy they’ve either remastered or have continued making games.
What game/film/album/book did you have a particularly difficult time adding to your collection?
Quite a few of the true crime books I recently added to my TBR list seem to be no longer in production. Some don’t even have ebooks available. Now I can’t think of the name of them. I’m really good at tags.
Do you prefer to see a film at home or in the theater?
I haaaate it when people talk during a movie, so my preference is at home where it’s acceptable to tell someone to shut the fuck up if they’re talking.
In what cases do you find yourself siding with critics over fans about a work’s quality?
The first thing that comes to mind is 50 Shades of Gray. I actually have no idea what the critics said about the books or the films but I hate the fandom surrounding it.
In what cases did you find yourself siding with fans over critics about a work’s quality?
Eh, you’re killing me with these questions. I really never pay attention to critics and I only listen to other people I know and respect about their opinions.
Which game series have you been following for the longest amount of time?
World of Warcraft. I played for about 7 years and I still keep up about the going ons every once in awhile but it’s been about 3 years since I played the game at all.
In what ways do you feel that video game critics are ahead of their film-loving counterparts?
In the film, everything is diluted down to fit a small time slot, where as books and games delve much deeper into the worlds. SO I would be willing to argue that video game critics are much more knowledgeable (and therefore more trustworthy) than film critics.
How does hype factor into how you ultimately feel about a work?
Too much hype tends to leave me feeling disappointed. I find when I go into something with zero expectations, my experience is much more authentic and therefore, more enjoyable.
If you could eat only one food dish for the rest of your life, what
would it be?
Someone purposefully damages a book/game in front of you, how do you
What is your spirit animal?
If you could force your arch nemesis to only play one video game for
the rest of their life, what would it be?
What is your favorite piece of clothing?
Zap! You’ve just been teleported to your favorite fantasy realm,
what is it?
If you had to die by shark, bear or lion, what would it be?
What book/game series would you drop ANY amount of money on?
If you could have any tattoo, from the best artist, without worrying
about cost, what would it be?
10. How did I do with these questions?
My nominees: (I have zero expectations for anyone else to follow through just because I decided to start actually tagging people.)
A Friday night well spent. (Yeah, I party hard. Who’s asking?)
Nineteen years after the ending of the original Harry Potter series,
we’re thrust back in with our favorite characters, all still
friends, all struggling at being parents. A new, or perhaps not so
new, darkness is rising and this time, the new kids on the block are
the ones fighting it. (Dating myself with that reference.)
I’ve never read a play before that wasn’t Shakespeare. (I’m cultured now.) For most of the story, I forgot that I was reading a play and not one of my favored books. Despite lacking the usual detail of a novel, I was thoroughly enjoying myself. I liked seeing Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny as parents and seeing how their children turned out. I have to say that I’m more than a bit disappointed in Rose Granger-Weasley, bit of a twat that one.
I received this ARC from the author in exchange for an honest
Uncanny Collateral is a solid edition to a promising new Urban
fantasy series that skips out on all the mundane details to bring you
fast-paced action and entertaining characters.
I have already been seeing a lot of comparisons of this with the
Dresden Files and I think that happens almost by default just because
it’s urban fantasy and the main character is male instead of
female. There may be some very small similarities but the glaring one
is that this one contains a lead that is lacking that highly annoying
‘white knight syndrome’ that plagues the other series. That alone
makes this story feel like a giant sigh of relief.
When someone sells their soul, a bargain is struck. Fame for your
soul. Money for your soul. Love for your soul. Whatever the bargain,
eventually you have to pay your part of the deal. Sometimes people
try to weasel their way out of the deal and that’s where Alek comes
in. He’s a reaper. He collects souls. He’s half troll, half human
and a slave to a collection agency that bought him at birth. His only
friend is the djinn trapped in the ring on his finger and his current
case has Death himself as his client. Someone is stealing souls from
Death, an imp war is brewing and somehow Alek finds himself in the
middle of both.
I was pleasantly surprised by just how into this I was right from the
beginning. Alek is an engaging character, in a well-built urban
fantasy world that is action packed with an original story line. I
could have easily sat and read this all in one sitting if it wasn’t
for things like work and sleep getting in the way.
It seems pointless to even try to NOT compare the comic to the Netflix series because it’s the hot new thing. But honestly, you should just read the comic AND watch the show. They are both different but obviously have enough in common for one to come from the other. Both are enjoyable in their own ways as well.
I actually thought the comic was a little darker than the show. I have zero issues with that because I love dark things. But, I did not feel the connection to the characters like I do in the show. (Granted, the show has a lot more time to develop and explore such things.) I did like that Salem had a bigger part in this, the show should take note of that for it’s next season.
So all in all……Praise the Dark Lord and read this fucking comic.
Keeping the World of Warcraft theme from the first review going here.
Brune = shaman
Cura = warlock
Freecloud = paladin
Rose = warrior
Tam = hunter (minus the pet. Pretty much just the bow thing.)
What can I say but that I bloody love Bloody fucking Rose. Her and
all the characters surrounding her. Tam Hashford was an excellent
main character and I’m a sucker for a story from the bard’s point
Newly appointed bard, Tam Hashford has barely ever left the town she
was born in to her ex-mercenary parents. They were legends once but
now Tam’s father refuses to let her do anything dangerous after her
mother’s death, or anything much at all besides work. He doesn’t
really even want to her to work at the tavern, but she makes good
money so he grumbles to himself about it. What he doesn’t know is
that the tavern and all the characters in it, her coworkers and all
the mercenaries traveling through, are only inspiring her to go on
her own grand adventure. With the unwanted help of her drunk,
mercenary uncle, she unexpectedly becomes the new bard for the
legendary band Fable.
There is another Horde forming, threatening to take out humanity and
every band is heading in that direction to fight. Except Fable.
They’ve got a contract somewhere else and a tour to finish and
everyone is pissed that Bloody Rose isn’t going to fight for the
good cause. Tam’s the new kid so she’s pretty much just along for
the ride, there to witness anything legendary they might do and sing
to the world about it later.
But sitting on the sidelines isn’t really Tam’s style. Sure,
she’s happy to follow in her bard mother’s footsteps, but she’s
half mercenary too. Where there is adventure, there are risks and
risks lead to epic stories. This is Tam’s.
Eames impressed me with his first set of characters in KotW. I loved
them all and they’ll never leave me, but the same goes with this
new set. He’s just that good at creating characters. He’s good at
everything really. Creature creations, descriptions, world building,
epic writing, goofy references. The icing on the cake, appearances by
some familiar faces.
Fantasy and sci-fi are my bread and butter of reading BUT I do enjoy a good non-fiction book now and again. Quite frankly, I’m very picky about them so I thought I’d share some that have made my TBR list. I haven’t read any of them yet so don’t come yelling at me if you don’t end up liking them. 😉
Journalist Rachel Nuwer plunges the reader into the underground of global wildlife trafficking, a topic she has been investigating for nearly a decade. Our insatiable demand for animals–for jewelry, pets, medicine, meat, trophies, and fur–is driving a worldwide poaching epidemic, threatening the continued existence of countless species. Illegal wildlife trade now ranks among the largest contraband industries in the world, yet compared to drug, arms, or human trafficking, the wildlife crisis has received scant attention and support, leaving it up to passionate individuals fighting on the ground to try to ensure that elephants, tigers, rhinos, and more are still around for future generations.
Nadia Murad was born and raised in Kocho, a small village of farmers and shepherds in northern Iraq. A member of the Yazidi community, she and her brothers and sisters lived a quiet life. Nadia had dreams of becoming a history teacher or opening her own beauty salon.
On August 15th, 2014, when Nadia was just twenty-one years old, this life ended. Islamic State militants massacred the people of her village, executing men who refused to convert to Islam and women too old to become sex slaves. Six of Nadia’s brothers were killed, and her mother soon after, their bodies swept into mass graves. Nadia was taken to Mosul and forced, along with thousands of other Yazidi girls, into the ISIS slave trade.
Nadia would be held captive by several militants and repeatedly raped and beaten. Finally, she managed a narrow escape through the streets of Mosul, finding shelter in the home of a Sunni Muslim family whose eldest son risked his life to smuggle her to safety.
Today, Nadia’s story–as a witness to the Islamic State’s brutality, a survivor of rape, a refugee, a Yazidi–has forced the world to pay attention to the ongoing genocide in Iraq. It is a call to action, a testament to the human will to survive, and a love letter to a lost country, a fragile community, and a family torn apart by war.
Dear Mr. Manson…
It started with a college course assignment, then escalated into a dangerous obsession. Eighteen-year-old honor student Jason Moss wrote to men whose body counts had made criminal history: men named Dahmer, Manson, Ramirez, and Gacy.
Dear Mr. Dahmer…
Posing as their ideal victim, Jason seduced them with his words. One by one they wrote him back, showering him with their madness and violent fantasies. Then the game spun out of control. John Wayne Gacy revealed all to Jason — and invited his pen pal to visit him in prison…
Dear Mr. Gacy… It was an offer Jason couldn’t turn down. Even if it made him…
The book that has riveted the attention of the national media, this may be the most revealing look at serial killers ever recorded and the most illuminating study of the dark places of the human mind ever attempted
In this sweeping, eloquent history of America, Kurt Andersen shows that what’s happening in our country today—this post-factual, “fake news” moment we’re all living through—is not something new, but rather the ultimate expression of our national character. America was founded by wishful dreamers, magical thinkers, and true believers, by hucksters and their suckers. Fantasy is deeply embedded in our DNA.
Over the course of five centuries—from the Salem witch trials to Scientology to the Satanic Panic of the 1980s, from P. T. Barnum to Hollywood and the anything-goes, wild-and-crazy sixties, from conspiracy theories to our fetish for guns and obsession with extraterrestrials—our love of the fantastichas made America exceptional in a way that we’ve never fully acknowledged. From the start, our ultra-individualism was attached to epic dreams and epic fantasies—every citizen was free to believe absolutely anything, or to pretend to be absolutely anybody. With the gleeful erudition and tell-it-like-it-is ferocity of a Christopher Hitchens, Andersen explores whether the great American experiment in liberty has gone off the rails.
From Waco to Heaven’s Gate, the past decade has seen its share of cult tragedies. But none has been quite so dramatic or compelling as the Jonestown massacre of 1978, in which the Reverend Jim Jones and 913 of his disciples perished. Deborah Layton had been a member of the Peoples Temple for seven years when she departed for Jonestown, Guyana, the promised land nestled deep in the South American jungle. When she arrived, however, Layton saw that something was seriously wrong. Jones constantly spoke of a revolutionary mass suicide, and Layton knew only too well that he had enough control over the minds of the Jonestown residents to carry it out. But her pleas for help–and her sworn affidavit to the U.S. government–fell on skeptical ears. In this very personal account, Layton opens up the shadowy world of cults and shows how anyone can fall under their spell. Seductive Poison is both an unflinching historical document and a riveting story of intrigue, power, and murder.
If you could only recommend ONE non-fiction book, what would it be??
Just ten short days ago, I was complaining about the -9 weather we were having here in Michigan. Today it’s -10 with a windchill making it feel more like -40. The Governor has declared a state of emergency, the county has shut down and even the US Postal Service has said, Fuck this. For some crazy reason my boss decided that the pharmacy should stay open, but a few of us got the day off because there is no way that many people are coming in. If they do, they’re bat shit crazy.
In this house, we’re curled up in the blankets on the couch, reading, snuggling and playing video games. (I beat Pokemon Let’s Go!) The husband monster is fully absorbed in Kingdom Hearts 3. Time to fill up on coffee and chai lattes to fuel lazy winter day activities.
Also, it’s Ignited Moth’s birthday today so make sure to pop on over to her blog and wish her a Happy Birthday. She really is the bestest friend a girl could ask for.
When the first decent snow hit, it was time to pick this up.
Something about reading it while it snows just adds another level of
whimsy to the tale.
After the events of the first book, Vasya has decided to travel the
world on Solovey. The Winter King doesn’t think this is a good idea
as bad things happen to maidens who travel the big, scary world
alone. But, Vasya won’t be deterred. There is nothing left in her
village for her after the rumors spread that she is a witch. So she
dons men’s clothing, packs up Solovey who doesn’t approve of
saddles and turns her eye to the great, wide world.
Someone out there is burning villages and stealing away the
girl-children, people cower in fear and the noblemen can find no
trace of the bandits. Vasya and Solovey stumble across the bandit
camp while running from some pursuers who tried to catch Vasya, with
three girls still in their custody. They hatch a rescue plan and
steal the girls back but they’re almost caught by the leader. They
run until they reach sanctuary where unbeknownst to Vasya, her
brother Sasha is hunting the bandits with the Grand Prince of Moscow.
With new allies at her back and her brother keeping her gender a
secret, they track down the bandit camp and take their revenge. Blood
spilled together cements relationships and Vasya is invited back to
Moscow with the prince and his men. Here, the tale becomes more
treacherous, Vasya has the prince’s ear but there are many men
jealous of this and hiding her deceit becomes more difficult
everyday. Her sister, now a princess, plans to marry her off as soon
as people forget about her ‘handsome younger brother.’ Tied down
in marriage, popping out babies has never been in the cards for Vasya
but very soon, the choice may be taken away from her.
Better than the first, Vasya is becoming a headstrong woman, more
confident in herself everyday. Who doesn’t enjoy a good story of a
maiden disguised as a man, exploring a world they never thought they
would see and out cunning criminals along the way with the help of
old, forgotten gods?