The Dragon Factory

I kind of love Joe Ledger but I’m having trouble separating the series from the Rot & Ruin series. I want to know if any of the people cross-over and it’s frustrating to not be able to figure that out. lol. I’m going to have to read the Rot & Ruin books and create a master character list or something before I read the next book in the series.

But anyway, The Dragon Factory — fabulous in the Joe Ledger sort of way. I had nightmares about people killing the Loch Ness Monster but I’m going to blame that on the cold meds I took right before I finished the book.

Girls Like Us

I have to give the author props for writing this one. This is just not a story we see very often (ever?) and certainly not for YA. The problem is, I’m not really sure how kids would feel about reading Girls Like Us.

Teens are pretty savvy and it’s all a little neat and tidy in ways that it shouldn’t be neat and tidy. That’s what bothered me about the book.

Mrs. Grant and Madame Jule

Poop. I enjoyed Mrs Lincoln’s Dressmaker so I thought I’d probably enjoy Mrs. Grant and Madame Jule — and I did. Sort of. Mostly. Until the end.

It was more a story about the Grants, which I enjoyed, and less about Julia Grant and her relationship with her slave — particularly once Jule ran. And I waited and waited and waited for the two women to come back together and it never freaking happened. SO annoying.

Maybe it never happened. They really did never speak to each other again. But since there’s apparently so little written about it, and this was definitely a work of fiction, you’d think…

Whatevs. I’m trying to let it go. Moving on. Grrrr.

The Just City

I loved, loved, loved The Just City. I loved it a lot more than I ever loved Plato. TW says I prefer Plato fan-fiction over the real deal — I guess she’s right.

What I hated was the ending. Gah. It’s like the cliffhanger at the end of your favorite tv show and you have to wait months until the next season starts to find out who killed JR or something. Luckily, the next book is due in a couple of months. lol

Lowcountry Boneyard

TW got Lowcountry Boneyard from Erica at Wild Iris when we were in Gainesville in February. It’s an advance review copy so I’m guessing she had just gotten it at the bookstore conference thing she’d been at right before we came to visit.

It’s the third book in a mystery series set in Charleston (and also in Greenville, oddly enough.) I often find myself picking apart books based in Charleston because they get things wrong and it bugs me. I thought that was going to happen with this one because the protagonist lives on a fake island and that should have bugged me. Turns out, it was a smart move. I can’t pick apart fake islands, heh. And, she got the important things right about Charleston and then made up some other stuff and it all worked for me.

Even the ghost part.

I liked it enough that I reserved the first book in the series and am looking forward to reading it during #readathon in a couple of weeks.

Greenglass House

Greenglass House is from the Cybils shortlist and we listened to it on audio.

I had a little trouble settling into the story in the beginning because I didn’t particularly like Milo. Also all of the folks arriving at the Inn all at once made for a bit of confusion. Weird names, hard to keep people straight, but it all settled down and started making sense.

Even the ghost part. (Oddly, TW didn’t realize the ghost was a ghost until Milo did. I was surprised by that.)

I liked the mystery. I liked the role-playing game aspect. I liked the adoption storylines. I did not love the storyline that had Clem and Georgie trying to steal the guy’s heart. That bothered me. Which is probably the reason why I didn’t give the book 5 stars (TW asked me about that a couple of days ago and I couldn’t really tell her why… now I can. I really loved both of those characters until the reason they were both at Greenglass House came out. I didn’t like that. I didn’t think it was necessary. I don’t particularly want kids to read that and think that this is how young women behave. Or should behave. Or even consider behaving. That’s now how relationships work…)

Anyway. Good book. I enjoyed it.

Reading In March

Better month than I originally thought (particularly since I fell behind on blogging books… oh well, I’ll just add them to April and pad that month instead, hah.)

Total for the month: 18!

5 were from the Cybils shortlist
3 were graphic novels
2 were YA
1 was an audiobook
8 were non-fiction

I read some pretty good books in March. Huh. How’d that happen? (A couple of clunkers, too.)

Mid-Century Modern Complete

Oh boy, Mid-Century Modern Complete is very complete. The book is huge and beautiful and it made me want all of the things. It even had my beloved Boby trolleys in it. Oh how I want a Boby trolley. Or three. And also all of the couches and the posters and the chairs and the tables. Hell, a whole houseful of stuff.

Jacaranda

I love Cherie Priest and very much enjoyed Jacaranda, even if it was only very very loosely tied to the Clockwork Century series. It also had an ending that was a little bit of a letdown after the action leading up to it. But, then again — that’s the way hurricanes often are, so I was pretty ok with it.

Going Postal

So, I’m not a Terry Pratchett fan. And, I really really don’t like Discworld very much at all. I know. Some of you are confused by this. Some of you just cannot believe that can be true. Some of you would probably like to argue with me about why I MUST be a Terry Pratchett fan. Some of you are probably feeling physical pain at the idea that I just don’t like Discworld.

It’s ok. I understand why you love Pratchett and Discworld. I support your feelings, completely.

I have a lot of respect for you folks and even greater respect for Terry Pratchett (may he rest in peace.) That’s why I went ahead and grabbed Going Postal from the library display of his books the day he died. It was the least I could do. Really.

I picked this one because a) I’d never read it b) I liked the cover c) I knew there was some movie or TV series or something made from it and I figured I could watch a little to stem my boredom, should it occur, while reading the book.

Turns out, it’s not easy to watch Going Postal online without paying actual dollars (not stamps) for it. So when I got bogged down in all the words and all of the … Pratchetty Discworldness of it, I watched a trailer and was amused and went back to reading the book.

I didn’t hate it. I don’t hate Pratchett or Discworld, I just don’t love either of them. I didn’t love it. I was amused in places. Several places. I don’t feel compelled to find more Discworld books I’ve missed (which is most of them, probably) or re-read any that I’ve read in the past. I am also not sorry I spent a few nights reading it. I also kind of wish I still had my childhood stamp collection and am glad I never got into pins. Also, Golloms are cool.