When I first heard about Unearthly, I wasn't sure that I should read it. Angel stories, immortality, destiny--they were all charted territory for me.
But this book surprised me. A lot. In a really good way.
First, Clara already knows she's part-angel at the beginning of the book. We don't suffer through the melodrama or even agonizing process of waiting for her to learn something we usually already know (most likely from the back cover). I felt like the beginning was a little slow, despite this. Not much, just a tad. Once Clara and her family moves, though, boy does that ball get rolling.
So with my luck, I'll never make it in time to save the boy in the forest because my hair will have snagged on a tree branch a mile back.
-Page 14, Unearthly
Quirky and fun, right? Those words definitely describe this book. However, another aspect: the twists and suspense, is what sold me. Good books are fun. Or dark. Or intense. But GREAT books are all three. Somehow Cynthia Hand manages to balance all of the traits we often see missing nowadays into a magnificent end-product.
I don't want this review to be too long, but I just have to save this: The boys. Oh. My. Goodness. Someone help me. Um, I'm in love. I don't know how, but somehow Hand created the boy of my dreams (even though I didn't know it!). And Christian? Hot stuff.
This book was just absolutely breathtaking! I think one of the reasons it worked so well is that, while many YA books now deal with "destinies" or "visions", if the reader knows about them early on, you tend to kill the suspense in the book. But the ending... that was so unexpected!
Let me explain why I gave this book a 4.5 instead of a 5. The character development and construction was great and realistic, don't get me wrong, but that was for the main characters. I wish there would have been a little more character constructing on the support characters. I know, I know. "But they are the support characters! The story isn't about them!" Right. But some of the major support characters are secondary main characters themselves. This didn't distract me while reading (I didn't even think about this until afterwards), and I'm not asking for more scenes with the other characters. I just think that if they had a little more depth, instead of more towards the common "pretty but mean" or "Jock and cocky", we could have had more insights into their inner self (look what angels did to me! They brought out my inner morality!)
*Keep in mind that this was the first review I did, so it's not that great*
From the moment I found this book to days after I finished it, the characters and plot filled my mind. I haven't found a single negative review on this novel, and now I know why. This is one dystopian novel that deserves the high-praises it received. I was going through a dystopian phase when I picked up this book, and at first wasn't planning on reading it--I had read enough dystopians for my taste during the time. As I was cruising around the internet, however, I found review after review emphasizing how wonderful Divergent was. Finally, I found myself hooked by the synopsis and started reading the book. I couldn't stop reading it. It was one of those books that I couldn't finish fast enough, yet hypocritically wished wouldn't end. The plot contained surprising twists, realistic action, and relatable characters. The characters. Tris, the protagonist, is witty, wryly humorous, adventurous, strong, and ultimately very realistic. I found myself to be cheering for her when she accomplished something, and sympathizing with her pains. I want to congratulate Veronica Roth, because she took a big risk and performed it perfectly. Tris was found to be thinking thoughts and performing actions that can be considered cruel, yet she often finds herself to be risking her life for someone else. Veronica Roth managed to bring out both sides of Tris, in the end making her not only more realistic and relatable, but also not confined to being just good or bad. Tris isn't the noblest of all, but she isn't evil. Her personality can only be described as one word: Divergent. Then there's Four. Four, who took my breath away from first sight (or should I say read?). Four, who, with Tris, is making the wait for book 2, Insurgent, crazily, unbearably long. Four, the mysterious boy who's not your typical hero--he's better. Watch out, Peeta Mellark, Four just might reach that pedestal of yours and reclaim the spot of #1 fictional boy! Seriously, do I need to say more? So, if you haven't read this book, go grab it now! Divergent is one novel you cannot miss! Its setting, plot, action scenes, romance, characters, will sweep you off your feet and make you regret you haven't read it sooner!...more
Quick reaction: So my internet's been our for four days (ha, Four! :P) and I'm on my mom's computer typing this up in the rare moment that she's not uQuick reaction: So my internet's been our for four days (ha, Four! :P) and I'm on my mom's computer typing this up in the rare moment that she's not using the only computer with internet connection in this house.
And anyway, this book was freakin' genius.
So I thought, in the beginning/first half that it was going kinda slow, but the struggle Tris went through mirrored my own, so I figured that it'll be good. I kept on at it and, holy yes, THAT was so brilliant and foreshadowed and amazing that I'm still at a loss of words for it. (view spoiler)[You know the scene near the end when Tris is in the simulation against herself when she's trying to get to Jeanine's lab? THAT's the moment when I went: "Yes. HECK YES. THIS IS FREAKIN' GENIUS!!!! (hide spoiler)]
Anyway, yeah, this was just... holy crab, GOOD. GREAT. I remember having this giant stupid smile on my face after finishing it, like, it has been so long since I read a book that good.
**Actual, full review to come (when internet is restored)**["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>...more
Quick reaction is not available due to an unfathomable amount of anger and awe and love, but mostly anger, that Juli is feeling.
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**Starred Review** (This must be a good month, 'cause that's FOUR starred reviews already. O.O)
Hallowed is like volcanic ash. It's not at all what it appears to be at first glance. It's this giant, restless, horribly beautiful substance raining down and destroying everything in its path, and it doesn't stop. It just keeps rolling and rolling until finally, you are slammed to the ground in a sudden of impact and, BOOM! you're crushed, you're just this endless ache.
There is something melancholy in the very voice of Cynthia Hand's writing that makes you want to whimper. This book deals with the emotional impacts Unearthly left everyone in, and if Unearthly was brilliant, Hallowed was suffocating in its overwhelming beauty and stupid, stupid destiny.
Destiny. This directs me to the unimaginably obvious split of TeamOreos. But Christian, even though I warmed towards him so much in this book, will never, ever replace Tucker. Tucker, oh god, Tucker Tucker Tucker Tucker. Cynthia, if you hear from me nothing else, I just want to know, why? WHY?
I'm this fury personified into someone who only feels sorrow. I feel like this giant wind whipping past everything, trying to hurt myself by isolation so I can at least claim some part of me back without having to claw and fight and plead for it. Because goodness only knows I stayed up until almost 5AM on a school night to finish this book, and then, when I am the most numb in my emotions, I started to cry, and cry and cry and cry and I was just so angry.
But I digress, and a rant does us no good. Still, I do hope you already have met the wonderful Clara and striking Tucker and he-who-makes-me-feel-ambivalent Christian. This trio has ripped me out of my reading slump and breathed life into me one whisper at a time, until suddenly, then, they tore it all out again. Everything about this book was amazing and terrible and fascinating and unbearable. I don't even know anymore. The angel lore was realistic (irony!) and subtle. The dialogue was truthful and still, snarky.
It's not the lovable characters, the heartwarming setting, and the passionate angelology, though, that sets this book apart. It's the emotional impact it had on me that truly makes it hallowed (bad pun?).
If you had a single feather, what would it feel like? Would it be soft and delightful, like a plush duck's? Or would it be heartbreakingly brittle and scarred, like someone who is lost, or has lost everything's?
Perhaps, for Hallowed, it is both. Or maybe, it's neither....more
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I needed something fun, and Out of Sight, Out of Time4.25 stars!
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I needed something fun, and Out of Sight, Out of Time didn't offer me that. It offered me something more: melancholy and honesty.
Ally Carter will always have a special place in my heart. It is because of her that I traveled to the RT BookLovers Convention last year and fell in love with YA books. She has changed my life, literally. So even though I thought that Out of Sight, Out of Time was not the strongest book in the series--that it jarred in pacing between a dark and regretful voice and a fun and careless prose--those flaws, I am willing to overlook, because the story underneath is an absolute gem.
This book was magnificently filling. I guess I sort of felt like nothing truly happens, and let me explain myself before you start hitting me on the head with a club or whatnot: Dramatic twists are unraveled, clandestine mysteries are pursued, and this was just brilliant. But was there ever a time when I thought that, this, this is why the book absolutely had to exist?
I always ask myself that when I'm reading a later installment in a rather long series. I am so bipolar: I am telling you that this book was amazing, even though it did not wow me, nor did it shock me with its necessity. But the truth is, I don't know how else to say it. I guess I didn't really think I'd love this book and be disappointed both at once. I am, though: I am and all I can really think to say is that Ally Carter gave me the feeling you get when you gaze at the night full of stars, only to realize that there are less sparklers in the sky than the night before. The sky is still beautiful and bright, but it is not all-encompassing.
Out of Sight, Out of Time is an intricately weaved tale full of fabulously simple writing, complex twists, and a heart that runs miles deep beneath the pages. Find its beat, and that is where love is born....more
Whoever created the word "genre" obviously hasn't read Across the Universe. This book, as to quote Melissa Marr (Author of Wicked Lovely): "erases genre boundaries with a murder mystery, a budding romance, and a dystopian world gracefully integrated into a sci-fi novel that blows away all expectation."
I concur with you 100%, Ms. Marr.
Across the Universe is a stunning ride. The first time I heard of it, I went on Ms. Revis's website and read the first chapter. And I bawled. I BAWLED. Do you know how hard it is to make me bawl with a book? Really, REALLY hard. And it was with that that I bought Across the Universe and read it in one sitting. The characters were so unique, with such distinct personalities, and the setting was so realistically described that for a while, I was a passenger on Godspeed. The book was absolutely mesmerizing. And the scariest part of all? I felt like this could actually happen.
But the best part of it all was the twists. I did guess the murderer, but the other major twists in the book completely threw me off guard. If you have read my previous reviews, you know that I can guess plot lines pretty easily--which means any book that can surprise me is really, really surprising. And this book didn't surprise me once. It didn't surprise me twice. It surprised me THREE times! THREE! Wow, that's a record. I'm shocked.
However, there is something I didn't like about this book. I felt like the beginning was too slow. Yes, the first chapter was extremely compelling, but for the next ten chapters or so I was drumming my fingers and telling Elder to hurry up so he can meet Amy and the plot can start already. But when that happened, everything escalated back up to exceed my expectations, so don't worry too much about it.
The reason I ultimately gave it a 4.5 (which is really good) is because of the downhill of the beginning. I felt like after the first chapter, things started to get into more backstory and less action, and that just wasn't something I digged. But once the ball started rolling... you won't even see more coming....more
Quick Reaction: THIS BOOK WAS SO. FREXIN'. GOOD. I can't even- Goodness, this book, I- I mean, I- Well, I- The thing is, this- I CAN'T DO THIS. THIS IS TOOQuick Reaction: THIS BOOK WAS SO. FREXIN'. GOOD. I can't even- Goodness, this book, I- I mean, I- Well, I- The thing is, this- I CAN'T DO THIS. THIS IS TOO HARD. I LOVE THIS BOOK SO MUCH I WANT TO HUG THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE RIGHT NOW. I CANNOT TALK COHERENTLY.
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Reading A Million Suns was like hugging the entire universe in its aggregated starry glory. Like soaring into the sky, the wind whipping past your entire body, the land billowing beneath you in ripples of satiny cloth. Like the sound of tinkling glass ricocheting forever in your ears, of sunlight feeding your eyes, of elixirs revitalizing your body.
How do you write the review for a book like that?
I am lost, but perhaps a game of would-you-rather would fit our purposes.
*** Would you rather read an 1) amazing second-book-in-a-trilogy or 2) a terribly hideous one?
If you chose 1... This book is exactly it. Beth Revis rips apart the genre boundaries and blows it up with her own masterpiece. The phrases and plot twists and characters and themes in this book work in complete synchronization, advancing not too quickly nor too slowly. The pace forces you to turn page after page. It is unstoppable, unbelievable, unprecedented. It is the sequel you dream of.
If you chose 2... I would hate to make comparisons nor name names, so you may want to check out my Goodreads account for the 1 or 2 star reviews.
Would you rather 1) fall in love with a completely realistic and stunning boy or 2) a user/jerk/creeper?
If you chose 1... I liked Elder in Across the Universe. I loved Elder in A Million Suns. He is intelligent, frustrated... he's real. Elder cares for Amy--he yearns for her. There is so much wanting and needing in this book, so much please and just let it go, it tore my heart apart. Elder has so much expected of him, but he's so young, and without Phydus, the responsibilities he must take on, the things he must do and rise above to accomplish struck my heart like a knife. I was going through something similar--dissent among leadership, chaos among expectation--at the time I was reading this book, and it was Elder who kept me hopeful and strong. It was Elder who saved me. It was he who made me love again.
If you chose 2... You probably thought I'd name Twilight, and you are right. Not because I dislike Stephenie Meyer. Simply because I refuse to name any names, but that book is probably what 99% of the population would think of when reading the word "creeper", so I felt that it was not something particularly bashing.
Would you rather 1) die a little bit and love with all of your heart or 2) love a little bit and die with all of your brain and being?
If you chose 1... Read this book. I cannot reiterate this enough. Correction: If you haven't yet, read this entire series. A Million Suns was even better than Across the Universe. This book makes you laugh. It makes you smile, want to cry, it makes you this little kid surrounded by field after field of endless enigma, and watching all the lies rain down around you, you, too, will race to find the truth.
You, too, will race for silence and the stars. And that is it, really. Silence and stars.
If you chose 2... I hope for both your sake and mine that you did not choose this option, but a little curiosity goes a long way, does it not? So if you did, my Goodreads account is as accesible as they come. I hope you find something satisfactory. ***
I thought time wore away love. Wore away patience, skill, understanding, hope, humbleness. But I was wrong.
Time is a tool, and Beth Revis is its master. For her, it did not wear away any of the above.
Time Travel. Can I just say that's one of my favorite concepts of all time? The ability to go back to the past and change the outcome of the future, of going to the future and warning the past of impending catastrophes...
And Myra McEntire does it brilliantly. She takes a used concept and puts a new twist to it, giving time travel a new appeal I never could have thought of. And you know what I really, really loved about this book? How everything ties together. Absorb every word, from the beginning to the end. I'm serious. Because from the things in the beginning, pretty much every loose thread ties back in the end, and I continuously find myself gawking because I had forgotten so-and-so event had happened and the way it ties together in the end amazes me. I don't think I've ever read a book with such beginning-to-end ties as Hourglass.
But Hourglass has strong characters that filled me with wonder, too. Emerson absolutely lives up to her sassy name--who doesn't love a heroine who's not afraid to chase after what she wants, and who is totally extraordinary in her very ordinary way? And Michael? Don't even get me started. He can be at times a little overprotective, but it makes him absolutely adorable as well. The other guys, like Kaleb? Oh my, can I just say Jace's bad boy, "player" attitude has a second-in-command? And it's not just the main characters who left an imprint on me. Every. Single. Character. was multidimensional. Even those that just appear in one scene or two (more than that, really, since the book ties everything together) has a distinct and unique personality that I could easily distinguish. Again. Brilliant.
Then there is the romance. This is one sizzling hot (literally) relationship, guys! I kept finding myself leaning over the book, tapping my finger on a passage and urging, come on, kiss! Kiss! Kiss already! But this was also refreshing, in a way, because there was no instant love here (well, there sort of was, but they weren't completely, head-over-heels, blindly in love at first sight). And the ending... let me just say, there was a twist I never expected. And while I didn't find that twist completely believable, it managed to surprise me, and that deserves its own applause (in case you don't know, I don't get surprised by plot twists really often. Think Sebastian in City of Glass. I knew his role and the plot of the book the second his character popped up. No lie).
A quick explanation: I didn't rate this book 5 or 5+, mostly because I didn't DIE over it. I really, really enjoyed it, but it didn't make me want to punch something every time I'm forced to stop reading (although that might be a good thing...). But that doesn't mean I don't recommend it. In fact, what are you waiting for? Go and read this book NOW! Yup, that's an order....more
*edited to add: AND I FORGOT TO MENTION! This is a starred review*
It is the fourth day of November and so, today, I have finally found a book that (in my humble opinion) surpasses The Hunger Games.
Here's the thing: The Hunger Games was my ultimate favorite book.
And then a little something called The Scorpio Races came along and I drowned in it. I drowned in it and I loved it. Loved it more than my favorite book.
That's right. The Scorpio Races is now my favorite book of all time.
I can't tell you exactly what it is that made me fall in love with this story, because it's not just one thing, but so many things that together they started to blend and blend until the only coherent thought I had was that I am in love. This book is unlike anything you'll ever read--it was certainly the most original thing I have ever read. There is not just character development, but plot, twists, surprises, heartbreaks, hope. They are each a mountain and you journey with the characters to the top, where the skies swarm below you and the world lies beneath your feet and all you feel is this feeling of greatness that nothing else can fulfill.
In fact, it seems to me that the more I think about this book, the more this feeling of... this feeling I've only felt with my most favorite books of all time (The Hunger Games, Harry Potter, etc.) bubbles up. And the thing is that I finished this book four days ago, on November 1st (also happens to be a very significant day in the book!), I sat on it for four days and I still love it beyond words. In fact, to ask me why I love this story is like asking wings why they fly. Because they do. Because I do. Because there is just no other way around it.
I'm trying to keep this review short and succinct, so you can go ahead and get this book already. But I feel like it's important that you know I have not previously read any of Maggie's books. I've heard of the Shiver trilogy and they've been on my TBR list for a long time, but I'm so overwhelmed with paranormal (vampires, werewolves, zombies, etc.) nowadays that I just never really felt compelled to pick it up.
I will now. Right now. I need more Maggie.
If there is one book you can get, get this one. There's just nothing else I can say except this: the sunset is an explosion of colors, and this book is an explosion of beauty. Pure magical.
Phenomenal. And I never say this, truly, I never do, because I didn't believe in it. But I will say it now, because it is finally true:
*STARRED REVIEW (I don't rate books unless it's on Goodreads, so starred books are very, very amazing)*
You know those authors that you realize, upon a single glance at their writing, that you will love them forever? That no matter what they write, you know you're going to enjoy it?
That's Stephanie Perkins.
I devoured this book. It arrived in my mail yesterday and I started reading it at 10PM (because I just couldn't wait) and oh, I just couldn't stop reading. I stayed up till 2:30AM (that's when I finished the book--I'm a fast reader) and you may or may not be grossed out by this, but I didn't even shower last night because I just had to read this book. Of course, I showered this morning, but that's beside the point.
So what made me love this book so much? Well, let's see: A protagonist so amazing and real I loved her from the second I met her. A boy so achingly beautiful, I couldn't stop wishing he was real. A story so phenomenal it grabbed my heart and I collapsed, one second after another, until everything in me was bubbling up to a giddiness that exploded to the stars.
This was even better than Anna and the French Kiss (you can see my review of Anna here). At least to me--though that may be because I invent things myself, and Cricket is exactly (and I mean exactly) the type of boy I fall for. Lola is plain wonderful, her boldness making me want to wear a billion different colors and become the rainbow myself. But most of all, Stephanie Perkins writes so gorgeously, not a single effort was wasted. She is the universe herself (if you read this book, which you MUST, you'll know what I mean).
I just can't praise this book enough. But here's what I will say: this is a book that I will be carrying around with me for a long, long time. This is a book I want to buy a billion copies of just to admire their aesthetics. This is a book I want to read again and again and I know will fall in love with again and again.
And this book is, easily, my favorite book of the year. I'm not even adding a so far. Because, it's that good. ...more
Quick Reaction: HOLYCRAB. SO FREAKIN' GOOD. I was on the airplane ride to Chicago and was mesmerized by this incredible world. Woot! Gotta admit thatQuick Reaction: HOLYCRAB. SO FREAKIN' GOOD. I was on the airplane ride to Chicago and was mesmerized by this incredible world. Woot! Gotta admit that Eon did aggravate me slightly with the whole (view spoiler)[sun drug (hide spoiler)] thing, but any book that can make me buy its e-book partner when I accidentally forget its hardcopy at home is a WIN. In other words: I left the paperbook I bought at home, and I was so obsessed with it that I could not wait and bought the e-book copy so I could read it on my Nook on the plane. (Also, I'm totally Team Kygo!)
**Actual, full review**
Three things. 1) This is a review of both Eon AND Eona. 2) Original is here on my blog. 3) Due to copy-and-paste, SOME formatting and links MAY have been lost.
Too much is lost in our greed and ambition to be recovered.
Eon and Eona are different beasts coalescing in the same form, the same thoughts, the same ideals all slammed together until there’s just this giant wall of steel. These books are unbreakably vulnerable and cracked with dirt. They are not perfect; far from it. But they are entertaining and they make you think, and that’s all that really matters.
Eona is a frustrating character who I found incredibly aggravating in both books. But while she was just plainly—forgive me, but—stupid in Eon, in Eona she had every reason and pressure to make such choices. So, I hereby declare Alison Goodman the Queen of Conflict. Not because I have some sort of immense, evangelical power that creates an instant verdict of black and white, but because her characters suffer so much I cannot even fathom how she could possibly have the heart to write the stories. But then maybe that’s why I’m too soft for these things; the harder the journey, the sweeter the ending, as the saying goes.
I can’t help but think that while that’s true on the surface level, the sweetness is but a crumbling disguise beneath Eona’s words.
This series shudders with cruelty: there are harassments and there are threats; new lives lost and old lives gained; bursts of shallowness and too much selfishness; and disguise and lies and punches and wars and executions and death and it’s not even just a surface thing, not something that is happening but I cannot sense—the characters are so frustrating that they have etched their way into my skin, so that every time another bone snaps, I can only cringe.
Eon was entertaining; Eona was crushing. I’m not sure how I forced my way through Eon: it was certainly wonderful, but I hated the characters’ decisions so much I wanted to snap the book in half. But still I bought the Nook copy when I realized I left my paperback at home, and I was on a plane to Chicago. That must say something; I hate spending extra money I have no need to expend.
These books are obsessive and gripping, but as your grip slips they clench you again, harder each time until you are stuck in their prison but you do not realize it until the last word of Eona has breathed.
Eon and Eona are so convoluted and developed, I am in awe of Alison Goodman (despite my anger at previously mentioned predicaments). There are plots—numerous of them—and then subplots, then sub-subplots, then sub-sub-subplots, and so on and so on until the only one who can see light in this blinded rabbit hole is Alison herself. And what an epic she has written; I was completely emerged within the Empire of Celestial Dragons. The world swarmed with authenticity and was so real I sometimes was lost in the real world, wondering where I was. It is the details: every word, thought, action; they all pertain to the world, not a thread of modern Anglicized influence through it all, except a few curse words.
One last thing: High Fantasy is my favorite genre. Not because of its beauty and ability to transport the reader to worlds previously unfathomable, but because it is like a dream: too desirable to escape and much too burned to stay.
Actual, full review: Original is here. (Note: Due to copy-and-paste, formatting and liQuick reaction: Simply amazing. Breathtaking.
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If I lived a thousand lifetimes, I would've read this book every time and loved it still.
Incarnate is just beautiful. It's... goodness, I don't want to ramble and gush at all, but it seems like that might actually happen. I love this book too much.
Let's start with Ana. Ana is cynical and unhappy and a nosoul. She believes all the terrible things her mother, Li, called her and told her all eighteen years of her life. As a result, she can't bare to believe that there might be more to life than living in servitude, that maybe she could fall in love and have that love requited, too. She questions things--so refreshing to have a girl's first instinct to be running away when waking up in the tent of a stranger boy--as she should, but even more so than the average person. While that might aggravate some readers, I thought it was wonderful. It was exactly what I'd expect Ana to be like after all that she's been through, and I loved her. She was real.
Sam. My gosh, I have a serious fetish for literary guy musicians named Sam. They make me smile like an idiot and bawl like the world's worst romantic. Sam is amazing. He's so patient--which I was so, so happy about, because that's exactly the type of boy Ana needs. He loves music and Ana. The masquerade scene, though, that was my favorite. It made me feel like I had wings and could fly around in my giddiness, and as long as Sam and Ana were together in their beautifully awkward, wonderfully simple way, I would never fall.
There's also the music and the premise. I think the spectacularly brilliant musical incorporation in this book is what completely sold me. I love music with all of my heart. I can live forever with only books and music, and to have both in one is like finding snow-capped mountains, shimmering rivers like satin, and blinding rays of sunshine encapsulate you forever and ever. And the premise was great--thought-provoking and incredibly awesome and definitely creates some intense and funnily awkward situations. To be the only new incarnation in a world of reincarnated people who get to keep all of their past lives' memories? Fantastic. I'm beyond excited and interested in seeing where Jodi will take us next.
I don't know how to end this review and do this book justice. But perhaps, perhaps this will work, if only halfway. While I was reading Incarnate, I was listening to Lindsey Stirling's Lord of the Rings medley, and that just flared the pages and completely enchanted me.