Cozy Fantasy Recs for the Stressed and Anxious

I don’t know about anyone else, but I have been hugely stressed out this entire year. As I mentioned in a previous post, a lot of that was job-related. But, of course, the general state of the world at large is definitely not helping matters. Due to the constant levels of stress and anxiety, I have been hugely dependent on very happy, upbeat, cozy, wholesome media to keep me going. I used to be able to handle more grim and gritty fiction/television at least some of the time, but lately… not so much.

I suspect a lot of other people feel similarly. To that end, I thought I would share some of the cozy fantasy I’ve been consuming lately to help keep me from going completely insane.

First up on the recommendations list is a book that has been getting a lot of traction on social media. In fact, it got SO MUCH traction on social media that this little self-published book has since been picked up by Tor Books for traditional publication. You can probably guess. Yep! I’m talking about Legends & Lattes by Travis Baltree. This book is like the definition of cozy low-stakes fantasy: set in an unabashedly D&D-inspired world, it features an orc warrior who has decided to hang up her axe, retire from adventuring, and open up the very first coffee shop in the land. In the course of trying to get her coffee shop up and running, she befriends several people around the city, accidentally gets on the wrong side of the local mob boss, and has to deal with an old travel companion-turned-rival. While there is conflict, and some danger involved, the book largely stays low-stakes and perfectly charming. You are assured of coziness galore, and a happy ending, as well as some sweet sapphic romance just to gild the lily. I guarantee you will not be able to stop smiling your whole way through the book. In addition, I will say that I have the audiobook, which is read by the author (who is also a professional audio narrator) his reading is delightful.

Second on my recommendations list is A Wizard’s Guide to Defensive Baking by T. Kingfisher. I’ve discussed T. Kingfisher before, when I wrote a review of her book Nettle & Bone back in… March? That book is still currently top contender for my favorite new release book of the year (though I haven’t read Nona the Ninth yet as I write this, so that may change soon). [AN: I have read Nona since initially drafting this post. I haven’t quite decided yet, but they might be tied?] It was also the first book by T. Kingfisher I had read, but I loved it so much that I knew I was going to have to read the rest of her work as well. That’s where Wizard’s Guide to Defensive Baking comes in.

This book is categorized as young adult fantasy, but works just as well as middle grade fiction. It features a main character who is a fourteen year old girl — and the narration does a wonderful job of really staying in that teenage POV. On top of that, Kingfisher’s world-building continues to be top-notch. In this book, fourteen-year-old Mona is an apprentice baker in her aunt’s bakery. She possesses some minor magic to work with the dough, but nothing like what the real wizards in the city possess. But when magic-users all over the city begin to disappear, Mona accidentally comes across a plot to remove all magic from the city, including the powerful wizards that defend it from outside attack. Through luck and quick thinking, Mona escapes this fate, leaving her the only one left in the city with any hope of stopping an attack and protecting her queen.

While the stakes in this book are bigger and more dangerous — there is some violence and death — the overall tone remains so upbeat and snarky and fun as to keep it from being oppressive or overly dark. It helps that we are treated to things like walking gingerbread men wreaking havoc on the attacking army, and Mona’s continued irritation that she has been left to do the grown-ups’ jobs for them because they are all useless.

My third (and final, for now) recommendation is the first volume of a brand new literary magazine called Wyngraf — available in print and ebook through their website. This new magazine specifically features only cozy fantasy stories, in the wake of a growing call for that particular sub-genre. I got the first issue on ebook (though I may buy future volumes in print) to check out what kind of stories were being published. While the stories range in length and skill-level, they are all fairly charming. Nice, light, happy little reads to nibble on in between bigger reading goals. This first volume features such stories as “The Perils of Living With Your Human” — about a dragon who is having a rough day trying to help the human he is bonded with; “Your Own Beeswax” — a comedic little tale about a minstrel, in the vein of Jack Vance; and a few stories of what the editor calls “backpack fantasy” — fun little tales that feel a bit like the road travel montage of a larger fantasy epic. Some of the stories are weaker than others, but on the whole the collection works well together and is entertaining enough to read through in an evening or two. I look forward to what stories we might see in the next issue (which conveniently is out on Oct 1st!).

No doubt I will have more cozy fantasy recommendations in the future. But I hope these three are a good start for those who, like me, need some more warmth and joy in their lives to counterbalance the stress and anxiety of the world around us.

Status: still freaking out over Nona the Ninth

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Hey folks! So, I got my copy of Nona the Ninth on release date, Sept 13th. And then I finished the book early on Thursday the 15th. And now, nearly two weeks later I’m STILL stuck in a major book hangover.

I will eventually write a full review. For now the only reaction I can manage is mindless screaming (and retweeting fanart and shitposts on Twitter, lol!)…

This was me when I finished the book:

And nearly two weeks later, this is still me (keeping it contained, but still freaking out):

In other news, I’m having a bit of a rough week but I have a couple posts drafted already so I should still have something up on Friday as usual. Just wanted to share my Nona reactions with the void.

Quick Review: The City Inside

Title: The City Inside
Author: Samit Basu
Release Date: 7 June 2022
How I Got It: borrowed from the library
Rating: 0 Stars, DNF

The City Inside by Samit Basu sounds like it should be made for me. Near-future scifi with a cyberpunk feel, set in a vaguely fascist India…? Totally up my alley! And yet, I have gotten through 3 hours of the 9 hour audio and I’m just bored. Generally speaking, I try to give books a good solid chance to pick up before I decide to DNF. Depending on the length of the book, somewhere around a quarter or a third or so. The City Inside is not a large book. It’s not that long. I’ve given it a full third to hold my interest, and yet!

The world-building and layering of details is impeccable. And I still think the general premise is intriguing. It focuses on an Indian woman named Joey in Delhi who is a “Reality Controller” — she creates and edits filmed streaming content. When Joey suddenly offers acquaintance Rudra, the outcast son of a wealthy family, a job to save him from an awkward situation, the two accidentally stumble across a tangled web of conspiracies that could destroy their lives. This is a great premise! This should work for me! (Also, the cover art is PHENOMENAL!)

But it feels like almost non-stop exposition. A full third of the way through the book and I feel like NOTHING has happened. Certainly nothing to keep my curiosity or interest in any real sense. And, frankly, very large portions of the book (premise, character, and plot) feel like knock-offs of large parts of Moxyland by Lauren Beukes, and Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson, with a bit of Mona Lisa Overdrive by William Gibson thrown in for good measure.

This book might appeal to others. Maybe a gateway drug to more solid cyberpunk novels (like the three mentioned above). But honestly, my free time is at a premium and there are far too many books on my TBR pile to bother trying to slog through this one if it’s boring me this much. So, time to move on.

Verdict: DID NOT FINISH.

Book Review: Dust & Grim by Chuck Wendig

Title: Dust & Grim
Author: Chuck Wendig
Release Date: 5 October 2021
How I Got It: borrowed from the library
Rating: 4 out of 5 stars

My close friends know this about me, but I suppose it’s probably not common knowledge on my social media accounts: I love middle grade fiction. I’ve raved on this blog before about Artemis Fowl (which I adore with my whole heart) but it doesn’t stop there. I love a lot of middle grade fiction. I used to read a lot of it when I was in my undergrad, and working at a Borders Bookstore as the children’s and YA expert. I’ve fallen a bit out of touch with some of the current releases though, so I decided I needed to change that. 

To start with, I picked up Chuck Wendig’s first foray into middle grade: Dust & Grim. I love Chuck Wendig’s adult fantasy and horror, and I’ve been following him on Twitter since 2010, where is a delightfully hilarious (and staunchly progressive) oddball. I trust him and his work well enough to go into Dust & Grim blind, so I picked it up at the library without looking at reviews and dove in.

And what a delight!

Here’s the basic premise: Molly Grim is a 13-year-old girl with a problem — her penniless, worthless, neglectful father has just died leaving her with nothing. But! There’s a bright side, turns out that the mother she has never known (also deceased) owned a funeral home which is half Molly’s by rights, and which is currently being run by the 18-year-old brother she has never met. Molly and her brother Dustin never knew the other sibling existed until the day Molly shows up at the funeral home with her lawyer uncle demanding that Dustin either sell the funeral home and give her half, or buy her out of the property. She’s not exactly nice about it, because she’s lost and snarky and feeling defensive. Dustin is not exactly nice about it either, because he’s got bigger things to worry about. Turns out, the funeral home is not your normal run-of-the-mill kind. It’s a funeral home for monsters, and Dustin is still trying to prove to the monster community that he can handle his mother’s old job, young though he is.

As you might imagine, things get messy quickly. Molly, while staying in the residential section of the funeral home with her brother, deals with ghosts, terrifying spectral wolves in a forest that is far larger than it should be, and her uncle pressing her to find dirt on her brother so they can strong-arm him into giving her the money she is owed.

I don’t want to say too much more for fear of giving some things away. But the book features a charming fay, a wizard who is also a chef, and the most normal/boring vampire ever seen. The book is the perfect balance of suspense and horror, with Chuck Wendig’s signature brand of snarky humor and pop culture references, all appropriate for a middle grade book but still absolutely enjoyable for an adult. One thing I particularly loved was Molly’s love for cosplay. Her big plan in life is to go to an art school that specializes in fashion and costume design. She spends the whole book devising various cosplay outfits that help her to face whatever new obstacle comes her way. She also makes lots of pop culture references — some real references like Star Wars and some that are made-up but obviously veiled references to things like Sailor Moon (I assume this was a matter of getting the rights to use the actual brand names). I giggled my way through most of it, and found a few descriptive sections genuinely creepy.

I will warn that, while the first chapter was sufficiently intriguing to start with, the next few chapters were a tad slow to get the action moving. There were a few points early on where Molly seemed slow to connect the dots and I wanted the book to just get on with it. But once things pick up, they really pick up, and the last third of the book especially is fast-paced and highly entertaining. The ending, while having a perfectly satisfying conclusion, leaves room for the possibility of further installments. I really hope the book does well enough that the publisher will pick up a sequel or two. I’d love to see more of Molly and Dustin. I think this could make for another really fun middle grade series like Artemis Fowl or the Percy Jackson books. I have my fingers crossed!

PS: in the spirit of getting back into current middle grade fiction, I also picked up Zachary Ying and the Dragon Emperor by Xiran Jay Zhao (which looks AMAZING) and hope to have time to read that one and review it as well soon!

Just a heads-up

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Hey folks! Just a heads-up that Nona the Ninth released today, and I have my copy and plan to dive in tonight and probably burn through it as quickly as my little brain can manage it. So, be prepared for that ranting-raving-foaming-at-the-mouth review later. I do not apologize for the deranged person these books turn me into.

(I also have a regular review mostly done and ready to go up this Friday on schedule.)

Queer Romances Redux: Whyborne & Griffin Series

Back at the beginning of June, I planned on doing several posts about queer romances I loved in the spirit of Pride Month. I made one post on the topic, and then (in typical Amanda fashion) disappeared again. I won’t spend several posts on the subject now, so far after the fact, but I wanted to at least talk about the one really big romance series that I’ve been obsessing over. I’ve mentioned in a couple previous posts, but wanted to dedicate a full post to it here.

I’m talking about the Whyborne & Griffin series by Jordan L. Hawk.

Jordan L. Hawk is a transmasc author with a long resume of writing queer romances, of which the Whyborne & Griffin series is just one option. While I plan to read his other books eventually, this series will probably remain my favorite. I love these books so much. I picked up the first book on Dec 23rd 2021. I remember the date specifically because I had spent days finishing a huge house-cleaning sweep in preparation for my grandmother coming to visit for the holidays. I finished cleaning on the afternoon of the 23rd, and my grandmother would be arriving in the evening, so I might a cup of hot tea and downloaded the first book, Widdershins.

I finished that first book that night. And downloaded the rest of the ENTIRE ELEVEN BOOK SERIES immediately. And proceeded to read the first five books in five days, while playing host to my grandmother over Christmas. The reading slowed down a bit after that because I had to go back to work, but I had still managed to finish reading the whole series by the end of January. I devoured them.

Then, I decided I wanted print copies, not just ebooks, so I bought a couple at a time and did a re-read as they arrived, finishing the series for a second time at the end of June. And now I’m already thinking about re-reading the first few again. That’s how much I love this series.

So here’s the basic premise: the series is set in late-Victorian New England, in a city called Widdershins. But this is not our New England, because this series is deeply rooted in the Lovecraftian universe. You do not have to be familiar with Lovecraft Lore to understand and enjoy the series (all the creeps and ghouls and eldritch gods are fully explained and fleshed out with the context of the series), but if you are already familiar with Lovecraft it is endlessly amusing to suddenly recognize a name or reference from the Lovecraft mythos. The main setting of the series, Widdershins, is a city of Hawk’s devising, but with references to Lovecraft lore. And in keeping with that mythos, the main character, Dr. Percival Whyborne (who goes only be Whyborne thank you very much), is a linguistics scholar who works at a museum and went to college at Miskatonic University.

Whyborne is a tall, perpetually-awkward, shy and repressed scholarly man who works in the basement of the museum. He comes from a wealthy family but despises his father and has renounced his claim to the family money or power. He is routinely harassed and bullied by other scholars at the museum, and has a single friend: archeologist Dr. Christine Putnam (who, being the only woman in a field of men, is likewise often harassed and bullied, but unlike timid Whyborne, has a mouth that NEVER STOPS SNARKING. And god I love her for it.) Whyborne is also gay, but he has never allowed himself to act on that knowledge.

Enter Mr. Griffin Flaherty: an ex-Pinkerton, turned private detective, and the most attractive man Whyborne has ever seen. Griffin is on a case to solve the mysterious death of a rich man’s son, and needs the assistance of a linguist to decipher a coded journal that belonged to the dead man. He also has several secrets to keep under wraps, not the least of which is that he has recently been released from an asylum.

Whyborne reluctantly agrees to help the enormously charming Griffin, and before long the two are on a fast-track to becoming friends and quite possibly more. Along the way, they discover that magic is real. In fact, it’s not only real, it’s deadly and it’s coming for the city.

I’m trying my best here not to give too much away, which leaves me speaking in vague phrases and doing lots of hand-waving. There is dark magic, eldritch terrors, necromancy, angst, and romantic drama. And that’s just the first book!

Each book ratchets up the drama, the dark magic, the danger, and the deadly horrors, building toward an overarching plot that is intricate and enormously satisfying. There’s also some of the best, steamiest sex scenes ever put to paper. And a few love confessions/speeches to make even the most hard-hearted swoon.

Perhaps what I love most about these books is that they deeply explore what it means to be an outsider, from many different perspectives. As a queer man, as a woman, as a person of color, as well as from the more genre-specific angles of being magical or non-human, perhaps even a “monster.” And that take on the monstrous is another thing I love about these books. Hawk’s takes the horrors of Lovecraft lore and examines them, dissects them, reimagines them until the characters and the readers are forced to reconsider what makes someone or something a “monster,” or whether the word has any real meaning at all.

These are also books about acceptance and love and family. Found family, mostly, which is one of my all-time favorite tropes. The characters throughout the series are often rejected by their actual families, their “people,” and so they come together in beautiful ways to make their own family (a family I would give my right arm to be a part of, lol).

The whole series is, to me, the perfect blend of queer erotic romance and dark paranormal fantasy adventure. I know some readers prefer more of one or the other, but I love the balancing act between the two genres played out here. It’s a style of writing and plot that would probably not have sold well twenty or thirty years ago, but in recent decades this kind of cross-genre/genre-bending work has become more and more popular (thanks at least in part to the post fanfic-internet-world, lol). And I, for one, am very grateful for it.

I guarantee you will love these characters — Whyborne and Griffin and Christine and the whole cast of people that come as the story progresses. You might even see yourself in one or more of them (I am entirely too much like Whyborne, it’s slightly embarrassing actually). If you love romance novels but are squeamish about some pretty gross-out-worthy horror elements; or, if you love dark fantasy/horror novels but are squeamish about some pretty graphic sex scenes, than these are NOT for you. But if you enjoy the mix of both in any capacity, I pretty much guarantee you will love these books!

Here’s a link to the first book on amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00AHH0YF2?tag=jolha-20

Here’s a link to Jordan L. Hawk’s author page: http://www.jordanlhawk.com

If you’ve read these before and love them, sound off in the comments below! If you pick them up later, I’d love to hear your thoughts as well!

Amanda’s Trip to the Future(scapes)

I suck! I know! I’m sorry! I keep trying to keep this blog alive and then I keep disappearing. In my defense, it has been a really weird and difficult few months. I quit my job, I went on a big trip, and I’ve been sick with covid for the last TWO WEEKS (which is so frustrating! I’ve been miserable and zombie-fied for two weeks and it just keeps lingering and lingering!)

But let me backtrack to the beginning: In the first week of July, I officially left my position as office manager and book curator for the book sub box company I’ve been working for the last four years. I spent all of June working like an absolute MADWOMAN to prepare everything for the transition. I worked ridiculous hours, under quite a lot of stress, and all by myself. (I will add it was a perfectly amicable split. The owner and I were, and remain, good friends. It was just time for me to move on to other things).

I then spent most of July on a little vacation, enjoying the rare privilege of being voluntarily jobless. My plan was to give myself the month to relax and recharge, with the understanding that I would need to start looking for new work in earnest in August. I’d already been applying to some jobs (I’ve been trying to get my foot in the publishing/editing door) to little avail, but if that proved unsuccessful I was content to go find some wage work in retail somewhere just to pay the bills. In the meantime, I wrote some, I read a lot, I slept a good amount (I’d more than earned it). And I prepared for August.

Because August was going to be a big deal. You see, I’d been accepted to the Futurescapes Writers’ Workshop taking place Aug 8-12th, in Snowbird, Utah.

In an effort to take my writing more seriously, I applied to several workshops and writer’s residencies in the first half of the year. Futurescapes was the smallest/most affordable of the bunch, which made it a really good starting place for me. Some workshops (like the very famous Clarion and Clarion West workshops) are multiple weeks long and cost several thousand dollars. Futurescapes (like Clarion) is a workshop exclusively for science fiction, fantasy, and horror, BUT it’s a condensed high-intensity four-day event, and costs $1600 (which included the workshop itself as well as room & board).

Futurescapes had been running on a purely virtual model the last couple years because of the pandemic, and this was the first in-person workshop they had done since 2019. I thought it would be a good first outing for me, as I had no previous experience in any kind of writing workshop outside of a couple classes in my undergrad several lifetimes ago. And unlike most other workshops, the Futurescapes mentors are mostly publishing professionals such as agents and editors rather than authors (which offers some really great insider insight to getting the first publication).

This year’s workshop took place at a ski resort (off-season right now, of course) called Snowbird, up in the mountains about 45 minutes outside of Salt Lake City. The scenery was beautiful. The weather was shockingly gorgeous. When I left Houston it was 101 degrees. Up in the mountains it was about 69 degrees. I could barely contain my absolute glee over the cool temperatures. However, the altitude change was pretty brutal the first day. Houston is about 70 ft above sea level (in some spots its actually below sea level). Meanwhile, Snowbird was approximately 8100 ft above sea level! With the altitude difference, and the air being thinner and much drier than I’m used to, I was pretty ill the first day — headaches and dizziness and all that. And even after I acclimated, I still had to drink water NON. STOP. I jokingly told my mother I’d discovered I was so used to Houston humidity that I was, in fact, a fish. I had a huge 32 oz water bottle with me, and I emptied and refilled the thing around 6 times per day! Still, it was absolutely glorious up in the mountains, and a very large part of me did not want to leave!

Snowbird Resort (one of several hotel/lodges at the location)

The basic setup was this: accepted applicants are placed into groups of 6-7 and assigned a “primary mentor” (mostly in accordance with our previously-stated preferences of first choice). Most of our feedback comes from that primary mentor. However, on each day of the workshop, the groups also rotate to working with the other mentors, so that we all have an opportunity to receive feedback from and network with the other professionals in attendance. One day is spent critiquing a manuscript excerpt for each member of the group (not the whole manuscript, but a sizable opening chunk). The next day focuses on the draft of a query letter we would send out to prospective agents. And the third day focuses on the synopsis of the full novel (easily the most evil genre of writing in the business). And then there is always time for Q&A sessions, social activities, and general mingling/networking.

My primary mentor was Dongwon Song (they/them), an agent with Morhaim Literary and by far my top choice. I’ve been following Dongwon on Twitter since 2011. And I have told multiple people over multiple years that they would be dream agent if/when I ever got published. Dongwon was just as amazing in person as they are online and it was such a delight to be able to meet them and work with them and chat with them over multiple days. In addition, the other writers in my group were all amazing. I loved having the opportunity to read their manuscript excerpts, and get their feedback on my writing (I was probably the weakest one in the bunch if I’m being honest), and just talk with them all. One of the writers in my group actually had the amazing good fortune of landing an agent just before the workshop started! I was very impressed and happy for them, and of course, a tiny bit jealous.

Me, at the top of the mountain at Snowbird

One of the highlights, however, was actually being “adopted” by one of the other groups. Lol! For context, the workshop started with an open hour for breakfast in the morning, with coffee and muffins and such provided. You were not required to attend,so people came and went as they wished before things officially started each morning. Most of my group, just by coincidence, tended not to show up til right before we were starting our sessions, whereas I was usually one of the first down for breakfast (I’m just neurotic that way). So I would grab a table and a couple other early birds would join me, and before long the table would be filled with mostly people from one of the other groups. So we chatted a lot in between official events. And just as a matter of course, I ended up hanging out with the people in this other group rather a lot during meals and break periods and such. So much so that on our free unscheduled morning we all decided to take a tram the resort provided up to the top of the mountain where the skiiing starts in winter. And then, the group invited me out to dinner with them on the last evening, and announced they were “officially adopting” me. It was ridiculously touching. I really adore all of them. And were are all keeping in touch via email and discord (which is true of my actual critique group as well, of course).

View from the top of the mountain (note the rain in the distance!)

The actual critique sessions themselves were hugely helpful. I learned so much about both craft issues and the business-side of the publishing world. I got a bunch of really useful feedback and suggestions on my manuscript. This feedback did, unfortunately, result in me feeling like I probably need to explode my entire manuscript, dismantle it, and try to put it back together again (better this time). And it was valuable feedback to receive particularly because I write mostly in a vacuum — I don’t have a writers group to routinely talk to or share work with, and I had gotten to a point where i just could not tell what was, and was not, working. So it was information I needed. Did I hope I was a little better off than I apparently am? Sure. But that’s the nature of the beast.

My critique group, with Dongwon Song (in the navy shirt and yellow shoes)

It was an absolutely wonderful experience. I learned a ton. I had a lot of great conversations with interesting people. And I had the opportunity to spend time in an environment I would never otherwise have had access to. If you are a genre writer looking to learn more about the publishing business and your own craft, I highly recommend checking out Futurescapes.