First off, I know the author but I also know the subject matter she deals with in this heartwarming story. Autism is an issue near and dear to my hear...moreFirst off, I know the author but I also know the subject matter she deals with in this heartwarming story. Autism is an issue near and dear to my heart, and I appreciate how she treats it with respect and sensitivity. I was especially touched by how James Frost reaches out to this boy, and never ever gives up on him. There's so many small gestures and gifts he does for the ones he cares about. The ideal male: one who wants to protect and empower. A really lovely story.(less)
What do I think, Goodreads? What do I think? I don't know what to think. After all, in this fiction about the very real North Korea, it is the story,...moreWhat do I think, Goodreads? What do I think? I don't know what to think. After all, in this fiction about the very real North Korea, it is the story, not the man, that is the absolute truth. Our hero, dear citizens, is Jun Do who kills, kidnaps and tracks the movements of a female American rower across the South China Sea. He travels to Texas where he is expected to eat outside. He watches dogs fed treats, and understand that in communism compliance is obtained through threats, in capitalism, through bribes. He is sent to prison where he has his picture taken. His story continues on and has a beautiful ending but careful,for beauty here is not in the eye of the beholder but in that of Our Dear Leader. This is a story that, by rights, should've been depressing but, Lord help me, in places it was rich with life and humor and grace and love. Ah yes, love. Love as expansive and giving and treacherous and as possible as the sea that the American plane flew over when it left North Korea far behind.(less)
The kids have a couple of geckos, and they're cute in the only way bulging eyes and scaliness can be. The geckos, I mean. But all that's changed with...moreThe kids have a couple of geckos, and they're cute in the only way bulging eyes and scaliness can be. The geckos, I mean. But all that's changed with the reading of this epic sci-fi romance. This is the beautiful tale of love and tribulation between a fat chick and a lizard man. And do not, I repeat, do not, be put off by that description. Amber's colony ship has crashed on some unnamed planet 450 light years from Earth, and she's the only one with a lick of sense and a backbone to match among the 48 survivors, including her whiny sister. Then into their camp walks Meoraq, a warrior who only answers to his god, Sheul. Sheul tells him to help these hairy soft-skins, and so he does which, as far as he's concerned, proves what an awesome servant he is because these helpless, thankless humans are a huge pain in his scaly butt. Lots of epigrammatic humor throughout, especially from the caustic, ruthlessly truthful Amber. She's so awesome and a great foil to the imperious Meoraq. As far as the story itself goes, a GoodReads friend remarked that it has Gabaldonesque qualities, and I agree in both its epicness and way the plot plays out. Also I wasn't much into redheaded heroes until Outlander, and now after this book, I'm into lizardmen. Great, tall, black and scaly, with a snout and a slit and (oh, my!)metal panties. All I need is for someone to pen a romance featuring a red-headed lizardman with a Scottish brogue. I suppose I should add, for all my erudite friends, that it's also about belief and truth and sacrifice. But when I go back to re-read it, it'll be for the red-hot lizard-lovin'. (less)
I confess to a terrible, terrible reader's sin: I read endings before I get to them. I know, I know. I can hear the shocked gasps around the world. I...moreI confess to a terrible, terrible reader's sin: I read endings before I get to them. I know, I know. I can hear the shocked gasps around the world. I can't stand the worry, the excitement. I have to know if these people I've come to love will still be with me on the last page or, should I like with a dearly beloved terminal patient, prepare for the inevitable. So, yes, with this post-apocalyptic thriller, I flipped to the end. And I won't spoil it all for those of you who can practice self-restraint and tell you what I discovered. I did go back and read this monster book (700+ pages) in its entirety, and am happy to report that it's the first in a trilogy. The follow-up, The Twelve, is already ready on my bookshelf. (I want to add book/author but a Goodreads gremlin has forbidden it, apparently.) The Passage has a slow build-up, with person upon person being introduced and I was never sure who I should give my allegiance to because just when I was ready to commit, the narrative would switch to another person and so I became worried for everyone, even what turned out to be the 'bad' guys. Intentional, no doubt. The more compassionate I became for them all, the more I became like the star of the trilogy: Amy. A little girl who will become the salvation of the entire world. At least, that's what I think will happen. I also have to think about Peter, Alicia, Sara, Greer, Hollis, Michael, Theo, Mausami, baby Caleb....(less)
Really, I think I've reached a stage in my relations with Courtney Milan's writings where I could recognize them anywhere. "Ah," I'd say, "you're look...moreReally, I think I've reached a stage in my relations with Courtney Milan's writings where I could recognize them anywhere. "Ah," I'd say, "you're looking as lovely and well-composed as ever. It's such as pleasure--and so stimulating!--to be in your company, even though it is but for an evening." Jane Fairfield and Oliver Crom--er, Marshall are a classic Milan couple--courteous, principled and reserved. The backdrop of suffrage for the working class resonates nicely through the main couple's own personal quests for justice and self-respect. But...but...and I say this having read a few of Milan's stories now and rating them all highly, I think she's reached the end of her creative rope. I want something bigger from her; I want her to break out of her shell. No, I want her to retreat within her shell for the next year or so and emerge with a big, fat book of intrigue and entangled love. And I want her story to stride up to me at some well-turned affair and declare, "Well, then. Not so prim and proper am I now? Take me home. You know you want to." And I will. I snatch up my full-figured Milan novel, and all my wants will be satisfied. (less)
This is the kind of novel where you're pretty sure you're learning lots of historical stuff, in this case lots and lots of nautical stuff, but all you...moreThis is the kind of novel where you're pretty sure you're learning lots of historical stuff, in this case lots and lots of nautical stuff, but all you care about is when the hero and heroine are going to get on with it. Which is a complete indictment of my current state of shallowness, and no criticism of the author. Marsha Canham delivers classic historical romance: wan accurate rendering of a different time frothed up by a completely over-the-top robust romance. (less)
I finished this gem weeks ago, and a smile still plays at the corner of my mouth as I remember the slow unfurling of the love between Gaetan and Kathe...moreI finished this gem weeks ago, and a smile still plays at the corner of my mouth as I remember the slow unfurling of the love between Gaetan and Katherine. Gaetan is an Apache and Katherine is supposed to be a proper white lady. Instead she has to be THE most sensible, most witty heroine I've stumbled across in ages. As a result of gunplay, overturned stagecoaches, banditos and soldiers, Katherine must tag along after the roughest, toughest, meanest Apache warrior the ol' West ever produced. He's also the quietest. A good quarter of the novel is her having a one-sided conversation with him, studying his every move to anticipate what he'll do, hunting him down when he bolts from her. For me, that alone was the most divine part of their story. Her pluck and steadfastness and good humor melted his stony heart. Life with him was dancing on coals--hot, tricky and unforgettable.