As the end of summer is upon us, so are my powers coming back to me.
Autumn people such as myself can not help but grin crookedly when the first gust of wind whispers at the end of August. Yes Halloween season is a state of mind and I have pumpkin decorations up all year long but still. Excitement builds nevertheless as the melancholy time period threads in.
PLUS SPEED ROUND OF ALL THE MANY BOOKS I’VE ENJOYED.
Gentleman’s Gue to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee : This was a truly disappointing one. The whole romance was based of miscommunication and it made it all the more annoying. Also why does it have to be so WEIRD about disability???
Celtic Tales: Fairy Tales and Stories of Enchantment from Ireland, Scotland, Brittany, and Wales : This was wonderful and weird and full of magic. My new shinies added to the favourite fairy tales shelf are:
- Teig O’Kane and The Corpse
- The Witch of Lok Island
- The Witch of Fife
Goblin Market and other poems by Christina Rossetti : DELIGHTFUL.
Letter to my daughter by Maya Angleou : As I strive to read more prolific feminists and activists of all backgrounds, here’s my first stop at Maya Angelou’s doorstep. While hopeful and quick to read, I felt that some of them were a bit face value or too simplistic.
Adela by Garabet Ibraileanu : I like this book more than I wish to like it. It’s about a romance with a 20 year age gap – not a cute look. But the prose is so beautiful and so clean it tricked me into more than loving it accidentally.
The Importance of being Ernest by Oscar Wilde : A dramatic masterpice. Never laughed this much at a book ever.
Adam si Eva (eng: Adam and Eve) by Liviu Rebreanu : Exquisite writing style (as Rebreanu’s always is), bad story (as Rebreanu’s always are). Romance and reincarnation? Indeed. One of the most famous AO3 fanfic tropes. The crazy medieval monk apocalypse cult chapter though holds a special place in my hear though.
The Summer of Jordi Perez (and the best burger in Los Angeles) by Amy Spalding : An ok contemporary but that doesn’t say much. Still depth-less, and still childish.
Again, but better by Christine Riccio : … *snooze*.
Ok no but really, this was a waste of my time and I only read the first 11 chapters before DNF-ing. It’s the most puerile writing style I’ve seen, especially taking into consideration the characters’ ages.
A last hurrah of books before I start school. Which is where I should be running to no so BYE.