“Oh, we’re such a caring school,” the principal told me. Blah, blah. blah. Let me tell you the first thing I thought when I walked into that playground on that kindergarten orientation day was cliquey. Cliquey, cliquey, cliquey. I’m not surprised someone ended up dead. Oh, all right. I guess that’s overstating it. I was a little surprised.” What if I told you that you were going to love a book about 3 moms whose kids start in kindergarten and then they drink champagne for […]
In which I introduce the incredible notion that women are people.
“Coincidences to get characters into trouble are great; coincidences to get them out of it are cheating.” Emily Coates Wise Man’s fear would be the perfect book if Patrick Rothfuss could just stop being in love with his main character, Kvothe. Rothfuss is a skilled writer and proficient in building words, but everything in this book is about how awesome Kvothe is – when, in reality, he’s a 16 year old boy who sort of bumbles around. Mistakes do not happen to Kvothe, but if they do some crazy happenstance will […]
The perfect poolside summer smut.
Apparently “mom porn” is a totally legit “literary” genre now, and the lemon grove is a perfect example of the tedious tawdriness that is the genre. It iswell-written, but not quite enjoyable. It is sexy but not overtly so. The story is based in a serious family drama, but it never feels quite explored. Not quite sexy, not quite serious. I liked it and disliked it, the words of both love and hate being too strong. The plot is simple. Jenn is on holiday in […]
You, too, can speak the name of the wind. JK. Only the specially chosen can do that.
I am in love with The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss. I cannot be snarky about this one. I have fallen in love completely and it has left me blind to the faults of this novel. I want to speak the name of the wind, I want to find the dragons and I want to go in search of the Chandrian. But I don’t want to do it with Kvothe. Kvothe is the “Hero” of the story. We first meet him, quietly sweeping his inn as […]