Since we spend a lot of time pondering “the ways of the country folk” I thought I needed to read The City Baker’s Guide to Country Living and it was cute. Fun to read with just enough quirk to make me happy.
One night, I had finished my book but wasn’t ready to go to sleep, yet. And, I didn’t have any books or magazines upstairs that I hadn’t read. TW suggested I read the book she just finished, Reliance, Illinois. I didn’t really want to. It looked and sounded like a western. I don’t really do westerns. TW said it wasn’t. Not really. So I figured what the heck, I could read it for a half hour and if I didn’t like it, I’d just start a new book the next day.
I liked it. It wasn’t a western. There were suffragists!
I really enjoyed The House at the Edge of Night. The storytelling element was my favorite. And also all of the female characters. The island, too. I loved the island. (But, all the way through it I felt like I’d read this story before. Or it reminded me strongly of another book. That kind of drove me nuts.)
I was worried about Georgia. Anyone who tries to write a novel about O’Keeffe is taking a big chance. Good thing she did. I found myself nodding my head thinking, “I hope it really happened that way.” and at other times sighing and saying, “I hope that’s not how it happened.” and at others just really enjoying the story.
I either love or hate books about the “orphan train” and it turned out I really enjoyed Orphan Train. I liked all of the characters — well most of the characters (I didn’t like Molly’s boyfriend.)
I particularly liked the project in the attic. I understand why Vivian wouldn’t want to let that stuff go — and I don’t think she should be expected to. (I wonder how many orphan train kids turned into adults who hung onto a lot of stuff throughout their lives…)
TW checked out Heroine Complex and when she didn’t immediately put it into the library bag after she read it, I assumed that meant she liked it and I should read it.
So I did.
Totally cute and pretty mindless and I enjoyed it. Demons, man. Asian American women superheroes, FTW! I’d read another one in the series.
I really enjoyed The Patron Saint of Ugly, though I have to say that the ethnic slurs drove me insane. I mean, I get it — the story was based in the 70s but it did make me cringe every time (and it happened constantly.) Oy, we were pretty sucky people in the 70s. Unfortunately, a whole lot of us are still sucky people. (Today is, after all, inauguration day… Jesus.)
Anyway, magical realism. Was Garnet (or her Nonna) really healing all of the people? Was it the water? Was it a combination of all three? Yep, I enjoyed it.
Sassymonkey is the BEST and I’m so glad Ami McKay is her internet girlfriend because it means I was gifted with a signed copy of the Canadian version of The Witches of New York, for Christmas. (The link goes to the American version that is available for pre-order.) MONTHS earlier than I’d have been able to get the American version. Also, SIGNED. WOOT.
I stayed up way too late finishing it the other night because I had to find out how Beatrice got out of the… place she was in… and once I read that part, there wasn’t much left so I figured I should keep reading. And I did and it was awesome.
I loved all of our witches and the supporting cast. Loved Perdu. Loved the spirits (and demons) and dearlies.
I know it’s a silly, tiny little thing that meant very little to the story but I loved the addition of Georgie, towards the end. Nice touch.
I also wouldn’t mind a sequel to this one (even though Ami hasn’t really done sequels.) I mean seriously, NYC — suffragists, mediums, witches, demons — and three very strong, independent female characters. It would be awesome.
Thanks, Sassymonkey (and Ami!)
Life of the Party: The Remarkable Story of How Brownie Wise Built, and Lost, a Tupperware Party Empire was excellent but it pissed me the hell off. If Earl Tupper was still alive, I’d take my ass down to Costa Rica and tell him off.
(It also made me think about Tupperware and home party sales people and stuff a lot more than I expected it too, lol. I might have also, almost, considered having a Tupperware party.)
I couldn’t resist checking out Miss Cayley’s Adventures when I saw it on the library shelf last week (or was it the week before?) Written in the late 1800s and features one of the first female detectives. This is right up my alley, right?
And, I enjoyed it quite a bit. Lois was smart and daring and (gasp!) and adventuress!