I am currently a Post-Revolution French aristocrat passing as a plain English governess. I am trying to get closTo quote my Grammarly Book Challenge:
I am currently a Post-Revolution French aristocrat passing as a plain English governess. I am trying to get close to the family so I can find their relative who betrayed my family to the Revolution. I plan to murder him. I find myself, sidetracked, however by a smutty affair with the Duke who employs me and my genuine affection for his estranged sisters, my charges.
For the record, there are a lot of book series, television shows, films, wherein I dislike the main character but still enjoy the story. This was oneFor the record, there are a lot of book series, television shows, films, wherein I dislike the main character but still enjoy the story. This was one of those situations. I am not a fan of Merit or Ethan--much as I disliked Buffy and Angel in BTVS.
I have, however, enjoyed the arc of the story line, the supernatural world building, and the supporting characters.
That is beginning to wear thin. Merit's whining and, quite frankly, juvenile approach to her relationship with Ethan, are wearing on my nerves. I think I've got one more book in me, unless some shit changes soon.
So I'm stepping away for a bit, after an admittedly obsessive run. Muddying my mind, if you will, with historical romance and British dystopia....more
When we last left our reading heroine, she was completely engrossed in the hot, virile, gratuitously violent men of the History Channel's series, VikiWhen we last left our reading heroine, she was completely engrossed in the hot, virile, gratuitously violent men of the History Channel's series, Vikings--so much so--that the entire first season was absorbed in one lazy Saturday.
Not quite finished with the need to experience Viking pillaging, I turned to my friend the internet and before Bob's your uncle, Viking smut downloaded and begun.
To be clear: I blame The History Channel for this latest time suck. Beyond the rapey-rape because hey, this was written in the 90s, the sheer stupidity of the characters kept me focused on the anachronisms of the novel. I couldn't let go the of the fact that "France" did not exist as a country and the Vikings would be raiding the Franks, instead. Nor was the quirkiness of the lusty Frenchman a national characteristic until way past the Viking era. Mind you, there were no "Frenchmen" in the novel but I couldn't let it go. I blame my history minor for that particular problem.
As for the rape, it can be annoying if the writer is truly awful--like Connie Mason--but given the times the novel was supposedly set in, I think any modern sensibility would be offended by the gender relations of the the time. I felt worse for Zarabeth because her husband was a bad lover. No sensuality at all. Just a bunch of fingers and squeezings. Ouch. I don't blame her for taking a while to warm up to him.
So. The History Channel made me down load it. The anachronisms and the stupidity of the characters annoyed me. But I am the idiot who kept reading. Glutton for punishment, reporting for duty....more
In the early 2000s, people were all proudly proclaiming they were either Carries or Samanthas, Mirandas or Charlottes. I say forget those basic bitcheIn the early 2000s, people were all proudly proclaiming they were either Carries or Samanthas, Mirandas or Charlottes. I say forget those basic bitches
If one truly wants to be an heroine on an epic scale, one must go back to the ultimate in historical romances, Gone With the Wind. Some of us are willful, stubborn, fiery Scarlett O'Haras willing to work the field like a slave, make a dress out of velvet curtains in order to snag a rich husband, flout societal conventions and dance in full mourning garb while secretly swilling brandy and stealing other women's men. Others of us are the gentle and genteel Melanie Hamilton--graciously seeing the good in others, sacrificing so that another may be happy, able to silently bear a child while Atlanta burns or rise from childbed to scare off Yankees with a rifle in protection of her family.
Grace Burrowes excels in creating heroines who are all Melanies. I was on a Burrowes hiatus for a while. To many domestic misses taming naughty lords for my taste. A review on Smart Bitches tempted me back. One area where Burrowes excels are the heroes with battle fatigue and PTSD. As she did in The Soldier, Burrowes creates a hero in Mercia who is truly traumatized by his experiences as a captive. Gilly, the domestic miss with secrets of her own, is able to draw him out with buttered scones, her sewing skills, her teatime skills, and the sweet cherishing of Mercia's daughter. Totally a Melanie.
And no single Burrowes novel would be complete without the obligatory menstrual scene. I have faith that in at least ONE of these novels, instead of bringing comforting chocolates, massages and tisanes, the hero is going to get down and dirty and earn his red wings. ...more
I absolutely LOVE the world building in this novel. It's a fresh spin on urban fantasy that I haven't seen in a LONG time. They mythology and dystopiaI absolutely LOVE the world building in this novel. It's a fresh spin on urban fantasy that I haven't seen in a LONG time. They mythology and dystopia are intricately created. The supernatural Others are not the warm fluffy vamps, wolves, and other weres that populate the world of urban fantasy. The addition of the Elementals, Tess who is so frightening the Others fear her, and the blood prophets called cassandre sangue, make this a very original series.
Warning: This novel does NOT contain: love triangles between vamp, wolf and humans, very excited inter-species sex parts, orgies, supernatural beings who LOVE humans, or any other blather that populate the supernatural genre....more
Two things that actively work against me in my reading life: 1) My lurid taste in fiction--and I use that term loosely. 2) Once I find an author thatTwo things that actively work against me in my reading life: 1) My lurid taste in fiction--and I use that term loosely. 2) Once I find an author that has a huge back list, I tend to read obsessively.
This book is the third in a series with recurring characters. A bunch of hunky single cops on the look-out for their one and only. A bunch of beautiful, broken women looking heal their lonely hearts and vaginas. Dead wives/husbands/abusive exes hang about hauntingly and force our heroes and heroines to wring their hands and "woe is me" about their burning loins. Plus there's a bunch of evil, evil serial killers and jobs that occasionally get in their way. Don't get me wrong, I like that shit. If my novel resembles a Lifetime movie, I am pretty much a happy camper.
Occasionally, though, I hit a metaphorical wall. Karen Rose likes the rapey-rape. All the women in her novels have been invaded by peen they did not invite. The evil, evil serial killers want to rape ALL THE WOMENS. Eventually, it gets stale. Because in these worlds, the cure for rape is the love of a good man and peen you DID invite. No therapy. No support groups. Just a hunky cop with a big dick and a whole lotta love in his heart.
I'm not saying this book was a little repetitive and boring. I'm just saying this book was little repetitive and boring....more
A lazy weekend demands a lifetime novel. Karen Rose never disappoints.
Hunky cop with tortured past? Check. Sexy, smart schoolteacher with tortured pasA lazy weekend demands a lifetime novel. Karen Rose never disappoints.
Hunky cop with tortured past? Check. Sexy, smart schoolteacher with tortured past? Check. Serial Killer with a twisted agenda? Check. High Body count? Check. Best friends, children, pets, and families to serve as fodder for killer? Check. Small town politics and arrogant bureaucrats? Check.
Add ingredients and one couch for a lovely 3 hours diversion where in all the elements blend together to create suspense, drama, and contrived situations designed to ensure that the Hunky Cop hooks up with the Sexy Schoolteacher.
So cheesy I drank my wine with it. Satisfying to the last page.
And, as an added bonus, no middle-aged spinsters with cats were killed in this novel. ...more
Either I am not easily scared, or like Winter People before it, this novel is not what I was expecting.
Don't get me wrong, this book is well-writtenEither I am not easily scared, or like Winter People before it, this novel is not what I was expecting.
Don't get me wrong, this book is well-written and compulsively readable. I finished it in 48 hours. I thought at first this was going to be a dystopian novel set in the future. Turns out, this novel crosses genres combining supernatural freaks with every day police procedural.
The incredibly contemporary blend of social media, millennial self-documentation, with the dangers of the internet make some of the very human characters more monstrous than the misunderstood dreamlike demon taxidermist/artist terrorizing Detroit.
I am also intrigued by the concept of ruin porn--just as soon as I get home and away from the censors of school, I plan to research this idea some more.
Add some kick-ass female characters like Layla, Cas, and Detective Gabi Versado, and this novel creates a unique world where readers can spend some quality time.