Asakiyume mita

So much time has slipped by between when I said I wanted to talk about books and now, and in the meantime, other books have also arrived, plus other reading matter--I feel like Little Springtime, who has an LJ tag, "Oh LJ I have so much to tell you!"

What I want to do is give you some tastes of books I'm reading or have read recently. This entry is way more text than anyone wants to see in their friends feed, so I've put the quotes and discussion under cuts. You can choose which ones you want to read, come back when you have time, etc.

Boy, Snow, Bird
Helen Oyeyemi

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The Summer Prince
Alaya Dawn Johnson

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The Worth of a Shell
MCA Hogarth

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Partner
Lia Silver

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LJ, I still have loads more to share, but it's a sunny weekend day, and I think Little Springtime and the healing angel and I might try a picnic.

Laura’s Wolf makes me think I should take up reading more romances—but maybe I should just take up reading more Lia Silver. I hear she’s at work on a sequel to Laura’s Wolf, which is excellent news, because these characters are **wonderful**, and I could read about them all day.

I never thought of myself as a potential romance fan, much less a paranormal romance fan, but I loved this story about a werewolf marine. If I say “werewolf marine,” you’re probably either already sold on the notion or else rolling your eyes. If you’re already sold, boy do you have a treat in store, because this takes that concept and fleshes it out, makes it so real that you can not only see and hear it, but taste, touch and smell—especially smell—it. You can live it. And if you’re rolling your eyes, well, consider giving it a try anyway. The two main characters, Roy (the werewolf marine) and Laura (a con artist gone straight), are wonderful, loveable, complicated people. They’re both hurting, but they’re capable of goofing around, too. Here’s a scene from when they first meet:

“The power’s on. I was wounded in Afghanistan. Electric lights hurt my eyes now.”
All three statements were true, at least. He hoped she wouldn’t ask for more details.
To his relief, she only asked, “Which branch of service?”
“Marines.”
“Semper fi?”
“Oorah,” Roy said automatically.
“What was that?”
“It means ‘yes, sir,’ or ‘good job,’ or ‘go for it.’ Or ‘someone just said our motto.’”

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I loved the story and highly recommend it.