This book is a love story. 400 pages of love story, 50 pages of danger, then 50 more pages of love story. I liked it--it was cute and sweet (even thouThis book is a love story. 400 pages of love story, 50 pages of danger, then 50 more pages of love story. I liked it--it was cute and sweet (even though I do hold a grudge against lovers). I shall keep reading the series...
The Genesis verse: eating of the tree of knowledge refers to drinking blood? Is that why there's an apple on the cover?...more
I'm now a bit more accepting of people who enter into relationships very soon after their significant others die. I get it. Still tough, but I get it.I'm now a bit more accepting of people who enter into relationships very soon after their significant others die. I get it. Still tough, but I get it. And also, zombie massacres are pretty horrific even if they are at a frat house. Yeesh....more
I spent a great deal of time being angry at Mr. de Lint for introducing me to a Jilly that's completely wrong. And while I'm still miffed at him for jI spent a great deal of time being angry at Mr. de Lint for introducing me to a Jilly that's completely wrong. And while I'm still miffed at him for jilting me, I'll forgive and forget for long enough to dive into the city of Mireya. A mysterious fantasyland in the afterlife, Mireya is the place where milk and honey flow. It's a place where you get what you deserve and all the sweetness of life rains down on you. But does Jilly really, I mean REALLY, want to stay???
Duh. Of course not. After all, there are volumes about her life in later years knowing she's alive and well in Newford. And that's the thing that makes this book kinda dull. You already know the ending. However... The story is interesting enough, and if nothing else, it's neat to learn more about Kathryn's--I had no idea they served booze and had comfy couches!!! I wanna work there with Wendy and Jilly. Anyway, I'm just rambling now. There's really not much else to say. The book is fine but not fab. Newford lovers, don't get your hopes up. Everyone else, this book is a lovely piece of stand-alone urban fantasy, and it's short enough to zip through if this genre is one you've been wating to explore. ...more
I'd heard of this book before, but I didn't realize it was futuristic. The story line is one you've all heard before--in the future, everyone is forceI'd heard of this book before, but I didn't realize it was futuristic. The story line is one you've all heard before--in the future, everyone is forced into some nutso plastic surgery which makes you gorgeous, and of course, the post ops spend all day living it up and having a grand ol' time because they're brainwashed and beautiful. It sounds kinda like an ok life, but there are some folks who are like, "Hellz no, you ain't cuttin' me, beyotch!" So these folks have to become renegades, and that's what this story is about. Renegades living on a commune. Some shit goes down and they get busted and have to go on a rescue mission to get their peeps back.
Though I liked this book just fine, I would not say this book is amazing. It was a decent way to pass the time. My biggest criticism: I wish the main character was a bit more likable--she's a traitor, and I think we're supposed to forgive her, but I don't really want to. And I think she's supposed to be really really smart, too, but... Nah. My biggest "wowie" moment: The technology is pretty cool. And except for the brainwashing, I guess it might be sorta fun to live in that kind of a society--everything is recycled and solar powered, and I don't think anyone needs money to buy stuff. It's just, ask and you shall receive. The lazy man's person's ultimate fantasy.
There are two more books in the series. I'll read the next two if fate dictates it, but I'm not likely to go out tomorrow and buy the box set....more
The book ended happily, perfectly, with romance and adventure and sorrow and solace. It is the ending that will stay with me forever; the rest, easilyThe book ended happily, perfectly, with romance and adventure and sorrow and solace. It is the ending that will stay with me forever; the rest, easily forgotten....more
There are certain people in the world who have a realness, deeply rooted in the earth, bare to sun and moon. And then there are other people in the woThere are certain people in the world who have a realness, deeply rooted in the earth, bare to sun and moon. And then there are other people in the world who look at the real ones and mimic their stance, planting roots and glancing out of the corners of their eyes every once in a while to make sure they're still doing it right. But they are a forgery and it doesn't take long to tip these fakers over, upending their shallow roots. This is how I feel about Laurell K. Hamilton.
The thing about fantasy writing is that you can't fake your way through it and make it seem REAL. The essence of fantasy has been around since the dawn of human intelligence--it is our religion, our myth, our history; it speaks to our connection to god, the sky, the earth, each other... and it gives voice to what the rest of us REAL creatures can feel but can't explain. So I get really annoyed when folks like LKH write twenty zillion pretentious vampire novels. I can't help but roll my eyes when the sword-that-drinks-blood begs its bearer for a sip off her own arm seven times in two pages.* It sickens me as a woman to see a cleavage-baring, curly-headed, petite twenty-something having to fuck a nest of vampires in order to save the lives of her werewolf (ex)boyfriend and his pack** after engaging in 50 pages of melodramatic dialogue and references to the heroine's scarred past.
This kind of story doesn't pay homage to the REAL we saw in the writers gone before us (even if the heroes do fight a white winter witch or pass down a sword from generations of noble warriors). And it doesn't inspire us to think, feel loved, or make tangible our bond to the earth and each other. This kind of writing simply keeps a band-aid covering the wounds of lonely women who never recovered from the injuries they received in junior high. It's desperate and pathetic. I find myself creating my own fantasy that LKH takes her bajillion dollars she earns off these crappy novels and puts them into a foundation so that her readers might eventually be able to afford the therapy they really need. I can dream, can't I?
*Ever so slightly exaggerated. It was maybe only five times... **This particular plot-line did not appear in this particular Hamilton collection. But you get the point....more