Book Review: The Body in the Garden

Book: The Body in the Garden
Author: Katharine Schellman
Release Date: 7 April 2020
Source: ARC provided by publisher (obtained through my work)
Rating: 6 out of 5 Stars (I can do that if I want to!)

Photo by me

Let me begin this review with a little backstory (kind of like I did for Disney’s Land). I love many things. I am a very enthusiastic, some might say obsessive fan, of quite a few pop culture subjects. But here are a few of my EARLIEST obsessions: Jane Austen, Sherlock Holmes, the Regency England fantasy novels of Patricia C. Wrede and Caroline Stevermer, and murder mysteries in general.

I read my first Jane Austen novel – Pride and Prejudice – in 5th grade (I was reading WELL into a college-level by fourth and fifth grade) and became immediately obsessed, proceeding to read all of her novels. At about the same time, I had become obsessed with mystery novels. I started with age-appropriate books such as Nancy Drew and the Boxcar Children, but very quickly moved on to Sherlock Holmes, who is still one of my greatest loves. Not long after that I read Mairelon the Magician by Patricia C. Wrede – a book that combined Regency England historical setting, fantasy, and a pair of beloved character solving a mystery. Her sequel The Magician’s Ward, and her trilogy of related Regency Fantasy novels co-written with Caroline Stevermer (Sorcery and Cecilia, The Grand Tour, and The Mislaid Magician) all follow in this same delightful vein.

I would easily rank Mairelon the Magician as one of my top 5 favorite novels – it is my most-commonly-read “comfort novel.” When I am sad or restless or can’t focus enough to read anything else, I read Mairelon the Magician. I have read it approximately 5 PER YEAR since I first picked it up 1995 or 1996, which means I have read it approximately 120 times!

So, to bring it back to the present: I received an ARC of The Body in the Garden by Katharine Schellman through my work. I discovered to my delight that it combines my favorite things: it is takes place in Regency (1815) England, it is a murder mystery, and it features an awesome woman detective and a dashing sea captain (a la Captain Frederick Wentworth from Jane Austen’s Persuasion). I told my friend about this perfect storm of my favorite things in one book and he replied with this Doctor Who gif:

(if you’ve seen the Doctor Who episode “The Doctor’s Wife” you get why this is so funny)

I was only 20 pages into the book and I was already absolutely DELIGHTED!

The main plot is this: Mrs. Lily Adler, recently widowed and heartbroken has returned to London from the country at the insistence of her (former) mother-in-law. There she meets up with two old friends: Lady Serena Walter (a school friend) and Captain Jack Hartley (her husband’s best childhood friend). While attending a ball thrown by her friend Serena, Lily has the supreme misfortune of accidentally overhearing an argument, pertaining to a blackmail, between persons unknown through a hedgerow, which then leads to gunfire. She and Captain Hartley then discover the dead body of an unknown young man. When the Bow Street Runners (the very early version of a police force only recently coming into itself in the early 1800s) are bribed into NOT investigating the murder, Lily Adler decides that something must be done, and determines to take on the case herself. She quickly enlists the aid of the dashing and protective Jack Hartley, and a smart determined young heiress from the West Indies who has been uncomfortable in London society because of her mixed parentage. Together they risk their reputations and their lives to solve the murder.

To say I enjoyed this book would be gross understatement! I should add, as further backstory, that I suffer from severe depression. I USED to be a prolific reader (2-3 books per week) but as some know, depression can absolutely DESTROY higher brain function. The ability to read, to write, to concentrate and focus just completely EVAPORATE. I haven’t been able to really read in at least 4 years. I switched to audiobooks a couple years ago, which helped. And in the last few months I have been slowly relearning how to read again. But VERY slowly.

So when I say I inhaled this book in THREE DAYS (just 20 pages the first night, then about ⅓ the second night, and finally finishing the whole last ⅔ in one sitting on a third day), you may perhaps understand how big a deal this is for me!

I just loved this book THAT MUCH. It was like my brain just CLICKED back on for awhile! It was AMAZING.

The two main characters, Lily and Jack (well, three I suppose if you include the heiress Ofelia Oswald), are completely wonderful. They are fully-realized, complex people who bond over their shared love for and grief over the loss of Lily’s husband, Freddy. But they also share a sense of justice, and fairplay, and hilarious SARCASM and wit. I was glad to see that they did NOT form a romance over the course of the book, but a great and touching respect and friendship. I adored them both, and I am going to jump in now, before the book is officially released in April and other people discover these characters: I am going to marry both Lily AND Jack. They are mine. You cannot have them!

The plot of the murder mystery was well-crafted and clever and kept me guessing. I thought I had it figured out and then a twist about ⅔ of the way through proved me wrong. I didn’t figure out the truth until RIGHT as the characters were ready to reveal themselves.

In addition, this book was ENORMOUSLY well-researched. It is clear that Katharine Schellman both loves the time period and has the work ethic and attention span to research the fine details that give a good story its texture and its realism. I have taken several college and graduate level courses on the subject of Jane Austen, and both Georgian and Regency-era novels, and so I recognized (perhaps more than the average reader) the kind of historical research that went into this book. It was very impressive! And really added to the overall effect and enjoyment of the book.

I really cannot stress enough how much I loved this book! I was on twitter a couple nights ago raving about it and the author herself very kindly responded. She was so friendly and she is seriously becoming one of my new favorite internet-people.

What makes me even more excited is that the cover of the book announces that it is “A Lily Adler Mystery.” Both this and the ending imply that another book (possibly many other books!) is either already being written or is at least contracted to be written. I am so happy that there will be more of these! The only downside to reading a book before it has even been released is the fact that it means waiting EVEN LONGER for the next one!

Everyone should go pre-order this book NOW while you can! (Katharine Schellman also has a pre-order sweepstakes going on her Instagram, so there’s that).

For links to pre-order there is, of course: Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Indiebound

For the Instagram sweepstakes head here to Katharine Schellman’s profile

The Joys of “Social Distancing”

I’ll be honest, when this whole COVID-19 thing was first becoming an issue, I wasn’t that concerned. I knew it was spreading fast but the effects didn’t seem all that severe for the majority of cases. No worse than a bad cold, it seemed to me. I knew there was reason for caution and concerned, but I figured as long as people used some common sense, it would be fine.

Now that we’re several weeks into the spread and it is officially a pandemic, it looks far more serious. The numbers coming out of places like Italy and France are, frankly, horrifying. And the U.S. as a whole is not dealing with the issue very well at all, even if some individual cities are trying their best. It is pretty shocking to watch all these huge events and things being canceled: sports events, conventions, etc.

I was really surprised when the Houston Rodeo was canceled! (I live in Houston fyi). The rodeo is THE biggest event in the city every year, and one of the biggest events in the state, right behind SXSW in Austin. The financial cost of such a cancelation has to be ENORMOUS. A lot of comic/pop-culture conventions are being canceled around the country too. And of course, all sports events have been suspended. I don’t watch a lot of sports, but I am a tennis addict so I’m REALLY feeling that loss (especially since Indian Wells, one of the bigger tournaments of the year, was supposed to start last week…).

Now that the situation has proven itself more serious that I initially thought it would be, we are all being asked to practice “social distancing.” My mother’s employer has shut down all their offices and her entire company is now working from home (she’s currently holed up in her room with 3 computer monitors, doing conference calls remotely). I work for a small online retail business and asked my employer (who is also a friend) if I could take the week off from shipping items in order to help support the whole “social distancing” thing. So I’ll be home all week too.

I’m not hugely concerned about my own health. I get sick a little easily but I’m pretty sure IF I got COVID-19 I’d probably get through it ok like I would the flu. But mother is definitely in the high-risk/immunocompromised category (with diabetes, asthma, a history of getting pneumonia at the drop of a pin, and several other co-morbid issues), so I am trying to be extra-careful not to bring anything home to her.

So we haven’t much left the house since Friday. We did do some grocery shopping yesterday – we are trying not to panic-buy and hoard but we definitely needed SOME things. And I did – in a kind of show of solidarity with the Asian community who has been so hit by racism in the midst of this – go to Chinatown for lunch at one of my favorite restaurants on Friday. My mother and I were the only people in the restaurant. It was sad. I know as more and more people self-isolate that ALL restaurants and retail stores are going to be taking a financial hit, but Asian communities are definitely getting the worst of it right now.

What have been I doing with isolation, then? I read a whole novel and a graphic novel so far. I’ve watched quite a few episodes of Fairy Tail (an anime, for the uninitiated). I did a bunch of laundry and dishes. I cleaned every flat surface, door handle, light switch, and remote in the house. Several times. I played Clue with my mother, my brother, and my brother’s fiancé (I’m not a big fan of board games overall but my mother and brother love them and they begged, so…. *shrug*).

This week I have plans to read a bunch more. Write some blog posts. Watch some movies. Maybe work on a puzzle I started months ago but never got far on. I do have some work-related things to do from home – logging receipts and basic bookkeeping things mostly. But I am hoping to take advantage of my time off to do some ME-things. *fingers crossed*

So how about you folks? How are you all managing the situation? Are you able to work from home, or are you in the unfortunate category of people who have no choice but to go in to work? If you’re self-isolating, what are you doing to pass the time?

Flatten the curve, my friends! Flatten the curve!

Book Review: Disney’s Land

Book: Disney’s Land: Walt Disney and the invention of the Amusement Park That Changed the World
Author: Richard Snow
Release Date: December 2019
Source: Hardcover bought At Barnes & Noble
Rating: 5 out of 5 Stars

I love Disney. Let me just be clear about that. I know it’s “cool” right now to criticize Disney (the company as a whole). I see comments and articles all over Twitter and Facebook and such about how horrible the company is, or how the Academy Awards are rigged to give them (more specifically Pixar) the Animated Feature Award every year, or how badly they treat their park employees, etc. I know all these things, and I agree with plenty (though not all) of them. There are many issues with the company as a whole that need to be addressed. Absolutely.

But I still LOVE Disney. Most little kids do, but many adults grow out of it. I never did. I never will. I have no wish to do so. It’s practically a religion to me. I love the movies (most of the time… no, I did not go see the live-action Aladdin nor the “live-action”-but-really-CGI Lion King). I love the tv programs. I love the Marvel movies (despite their many flaws). I haven’t entirely loved what they’ve done to the Star Wars films, but… *shrug* I ADORE the parks. I have loads and loads of Disney merchandise – art books and prints and dolls and pins and and and…

All this is to say: OF COURSE I was going to buy Richard Snow’s new book about the invention and design of Disneyland. And OF COURSE I was going to love it.

Now, Richard Snow is a well respected journalist, editor, and history writer. He has worked a quite a few documentaries including the Burns’ brothers’ The Civil War. And his last book, Iron Dawn: The Monitor, the Merrimack, and the Civil War Sea Battle That Changed History, won a prize for Naval Literature. So perhaps it was a bit odd that a history writer who has written about such serious topics would choose to write about something as “frivolous” as Disneyland. Thankfully, Richard Snow happens to be a HUGE fan of theme parks, and Disneyland in particular, and thankfully his editor and agent give him full rein to explore this topic, and thankfully he knew and PROVED that Disneyland is not such a frivolous topic after all.

His book Disney’s Land: Walt Disney and the Invention of the Amusement Park That Changed the World, is an enormously well-researched deep-dive into not only the park itself, but Walt Disney’s life and frame-of-mind leading up to and during the build of Disneyland, as well as providing snippets into the lives of the many many people (animators, designers, “imagineers”) who made Disneyland possible, all while also keeping the narrative deeply grounded and rooted in its context of post-WW2 1950s America.

To say this book is thorough and filled with more research – primary, secondary, interviews, etc – than you can shake a stick at would be a massive understatement. The bibliographies section is 7 pages long (in small print!) and has given me a mind-bogglingly huge new goal to find and read as many of the materials cited in the book as possible. But more than that, this book is also delightfully well-written: the prose is smart, and entertaining, and often very funny. And Richard Snow approaches the subject with so much respect and love, while remaining balanced, honest, and fair about Walt Disney’s (and others) faults and shortcomings, that I believe even the most hardened anti-Disney heart MUST come away with at least a LITTLE respect for the overall concept and project of Disneyland, and the men and women who made it possible.

If you, like me, love Disney. You absolutely definitely must read this book. If you are a tepid about Disney, I think even YOU might enjoy this read. I also believe that anyone in a creative business would find this book highly enlightening, inspiring, and possibly instructive. So get to it people!

(Next on my list of nonfiction – I read a LOT of nonfiction – is a book on a related topic to this one. It is The Queens of Animation by Nathalia Holt, which is about the women who worked for Disney Animation often with little or no recognition in the early days. One of my favorites of these women is Mary Blair. I’m really looking forward to this book!)

Smashing Plates

I don’t know about anyone else, but I am having a rough week. Outside of, or on top of, the same sort of coronavirus concerns that the whole world is experiencing (though, I’ll be honest, I hadn’t been quite as concerned about that as maybe I should be until the last couple days), I am, on a personal level, having a “valiantly resisting the urge to smash plates on the counter/going off to scream into a pillow/trying very hard not to angry-cry” sort of week.

I don’t want to get into specifics, but suffice it to say that I am feeling ill-used, and taken-advantage-of, and taken for granted. I THINK, though I am never sure these days, that I am justified in feeling this way. But… well, my family (and an occasional friend) has always had a habit of implying (or flat-out saying) that I am a) overreacting and being melodramatic, b) imagining or misunderstanding things, and/or c) misrepresenting or actually lying about the things I have to put up with… so I live in constant fear that I really am imagining myself worse off than I actually am, without realizing it. Or that I am complaining about things that are totally normal and maybe I really am just over-sensitive, or in some cases (as my family has been known to accuse me of) just being lazy or selfish. I honestly, genuinely can’t tell anymore.

I know gaslighting is a thing. I understand the concept. But how do you know if you’re being gaslighted, or if you really ARE just that unreasonable/over-sensitive/etc? I don’t have an answer.

So I spend a lot of my time biting my tongue, screaming into pillows, fighting off anxiety attacks (or failing to fight off anxiety attacks and proceeding to hyperventilate, cry, and so forth), and complaining to my two best friends who are pretty much the only people I trust to NOT tell I’m being a whiny baby.

I have been swallowing back so much anger and frustration and anxiety since I was a teenager that I sometimes (more than sometimes) feel like there’s a black hole at the center of my chest slowly eating me away. I always – and I am not exaggerating, I really mean ALWAYS – have a pain in my sternum and in my back right between my shoulder blades. It never goes away. Since I was 14 years old.

I spend so much of my time wishing to be somewhere else. Wishing to be someONE else. Anyone else. I do not like who I am. I do not like where I have ended up. Child-me, teenage-me, would be so disappointed by today-me. Hell, today-me is disappointed in today-me. And I am trying so SO hard to change that, but so far it isn’t going so well.

So, I spend a lot of my time swallow back screams and tears and resisting the rage to break things – plates, windows, mirrors, myself.

This is not a book-related post, for which I apologize. People don’t really need or want to hear me complain about my life. Sorry. I have finished both Middlegame and Disney’s Land. Hopefully, I will post reviews for both soon. But today I just needed to write this. In the hopes that writing it might help purge some of the anger. I’m not sure it worked.

A Quick Note on Reading Progress

This will be a short post for now, because I’ve been sick all week. I came home from work on last Thursday evening feeling pretty crappy and by Friday morning I was completely miserable and bedridden. I didn’t start feeling even semi-ok until this Wednesday afternoon. So I’m a bit behind on things, including drafting the next couple blog posts.

Still I thought I would drop a quick note, at least, to share a few reading updates.

For my 2020 “Storm the Castle” Reading Challenge, I have completed four books (Solaris, Lawrence in Arabia, Monster of Elendhaven, and Binti: Home). I am close to finishing two more books (Middlegame and Disney’s Land), which will put me close to ⅓ of the way through my 21 book challenge.

In addition, I have made some small progress on the 2020 “Finishing the Series” Challenge by completing books 1-4 of the Artemis Fowl series. Still, I have not made as much progress as I would have hoped in the first two months of the year (partly because I was sick, and partly because a couple of the books I chose – Lawrence in Arabia and Middlegame – are VERY long).

Next on my reading radar I have a few books lined up. First is The Queens of Animation by Nathalia Holt, which, like Disney’s Land, is a history/biography of those involved in the development of Disney, this time the women who worked in animation with little recognition. Second, is The Body in the Garden, an ARC I received from work (being released in April), which is a mystery set in 1815 and featuring a woman who takes it upon herself to investigate a murder (in other words this book was pretty much made for me). I also have an ARC for The Order of the Pure Moon Reflected in Water (being released in June), that I’m going to try to get to. I may also jump into the next Artemis Fowl book – they are short enough and fun enough to get through while also working on longer books, and I’d like to say I finished at least ONE of the many series’ I hoped to for that reading challenge.

So that’s it from me for now! How are your reading goals coming along for the year? What books are on your radar for March?

Book Review: Steel Crow Saga

My second official book review for the new blog is here!

As I mentioned previously, I read Steel Crow Saga near the end of 2019, and it was definitely one of my favorite books of the year. As with most of my reading lately, I read this book on Audible (remind me to more fully sing the praises of Audible later, folks!)

So, to the point!

Book: Steel Crow Saga
Author: Paul Krueger
Source: Bought on Audible
Rating: 5 out of 5 Stars

Steel Crow Saga is an absolutely brilliant new fantasy novel (released Sept 2019) by Paul Krueger (this is his second book, having published Last Call at the Nightshade Lounge in 2016 – though I haven’t read that one, I now plan to). In its early marketing it was the tagline “Pokémon combined with Avatar the Last Airbender” (quoted from Fonda Lee) and let me start by saying that that comparison holds up in the best way possible! It was the tagline that sold me on the book (I’m all here for more fantasy and SF writers not only being influenced by anime but actually ADMITTING to it), and I was NOT disappointed.

The world of Steel Crow Saga is inspired by Asian cultures and has a vaguely 1910-1920s feel (it is clearly not modern, there is a somewhat “old-world” feel to it, but there are trains and rudimentary cars, and radio, so…). There are four main Asian-esque countries involved: The Tomoda Empire (based on Japan), the Shang Dynasty (China), The Sanbu Islands (The Philippines), and Jeongson (Korea) with a vaguely Indian-inspired people on the outskirts. Long before the beginning of the novel, The Tomoda Empire had conquered and colonized the other three… If this all has a very ATLA feel to it, you are right… Paul Krueger leans into the comparisons and the homages with joy and abandon, but it never feels like a copy or a rip-off.

The real plot of the novel picks up just after the three colonized countries (Sanbuna, Jeongson, and Shang) have risen up in an enormous rebellion/war and overthrown the Tomoda Empire, and follows the progress of four main characters.

First, there is Prince Jimuro: a prisoner of war for the last two years of the rebellion, Jimuro is the last surviving member of the imperial family of Tomoda, who inherits his throne from the ashes of a defeat. Now he is being permitted by the victors to ascend to his throne in order to solidify Tomoda’s surrender and forge a new peace.

Then there is Tala, a battle-hardened soldier from the Sanbu Islands, who has lost everything she ever loved in the course of the war and carries a terrible, damning secret. She has been tasked with the mission to deliver Jimuro safely to his throne while evading many opposing forces that wish to stop them, and despite the fact that she hates him with a deep, cold fury.

Third is Xiulan, a low-ranking princess of the Shang Dynasty who has become a detective after the style of her favorite (Sherlock Holmes-esque) book character, and who secretly plans to bypass her despised oldest sister to first in line for the throne, by presenting her father with the war criminal Prince Jimuro.

Lastly, there is Lee, a thief and con-artist from an oppressed population within Jeongson, betrayed by her latest partner, whose one rule – “leave them before they leave you” is challenged when Princess Xiulan saves her from the gallows in order to enlist her to the mission to track down and capture Prince Jimuro.

These four characters begin with separate missions and motivations, working along different paths (physically and metaphorically) but will encounter each other and entangle as the narrative progresses. In addition to this four main players, however, we also a have a wide cast of highly important supporting characters including Tala’s brother Dimangan, Jimuro’s childhood friend who happens to be trans, Xiulan’s devious but strangely-compelling oldest sister, and, of course, the primary antagonist who remains nameless through most of the story: a terrifyingly powerful and mysterious man in a long purple coat who has abilities no one should have.

And then there are the shades. This is where the Pokemon references come in, because many of the people in this world have the ability to do what is called “Shade-Pacting” – choosing an animal companion (or more to the point letting the animal choose you) and, essentially, merging parts of your souls to become partners, with the animal shade now living inside you, ready to be called to battle at the call of their name. Tala’s shade companion is a crow. Xiulan possesses a white rat. Lee wants nothing more than to have a shade of her own, despite the fact that her people have never before been allowed to learn how to pact with one. And Jimuro’s people, the Tomodanese find the practice of pacting to be akin to slavery, an act so disgusting to them that it had become one of their most prevalent excuses for colonialism – to stop the Shang and Sanbuna peoples from practicing this barbaric tradition.

To say this novel is jam-packed with world-building and action would be a massive understatement. Paul Krueger constructs this world with an astounding attention to detail, “creating a rich new mythology and characters so real you can smell their pipe smoke and adobo” as Delilah S. Dawson in her blurb for the book. The writing is rich and potent, with the fun addition of dozens of nerdy references (to anime, to movies, to other books, etc) and easter eggs – some of which I still have not identified if Paul Krueger’s twitter feed is to be believed. The action is fast-paced and exciting, with fight sequences that on one hand seem MADE for film, and on the other hand are so deftly described that you can picture them easily without visual aid.

The character development is also written with compassion, sensitivity, and beauty. The characters challenge each other’s prejudices and flaws, learn from each other organic ways, and build relationships and romances with touching, intense, and sometimes comedic, authenticity.

In addition to all of this, the novel is also exceptionally socially and politically aware. It features two bisexual characters, a gay character, and a trans character, all of whom are fully-realized and compassionately written (even when they are being idiots and/or assholes), and who are treated as nothing unusual or Othered by the narrative. The narrative and the characters also reveal and interrogate the complexities of imperialism, colonialism, and racial/ethnic prejudice with the incisiveness, intensity, humanity, and intellectual rigor one might expect in a particularly-well written philosophical or political thesis.

In other words, I really cannot sing this book’s praises loudly enough.

As I wrote in a tweet right after finishing it last year, “come for the kickass magic and fight scenes, stay for the excellent examination of colonialism, imperialism, racial/ethnic prejudice, and family loyalty…”

Can I give it 6 out of 5 stars? Is that allowed? Too bad, I’m doing it anyway!

For more info:

You can read  the first two chapters here on tor.com

You can also read more praise of the book and here an excerpt from the audiobook on the Penguin Random House website

And the paperback printing is being released in May! You can pre-order that on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, or Indiebound

Lastly, here’s a piece of art Paul Krueger himself commissioned from artist Yoshi Yoshitani, of the two character Lee and Xiulan:

Book Review: The Monster of Elendhaven

One of the first books I read for my 2020 “Storm the Castle” Reading Challenge was the novella The Monster of Elendhaven by Jennifer Giesbrecht. I read this book on Audible (a good majority of my reading is done through audiobooks these days). It is a fantasy/horror story and it was a) very dark and twisted, b) very good, and c) very gay. I loved it!

I used to write book reviews semi-regularly, but I am very out of practice so this will probably not be horribly structured or formal. And I haven’t decided how I am going to quantify my feelings into a number or star system, so that’s very up-in-the-air right now… (shrug). That said, I will try to keep this review from being TOO spoilery, while still providing enough information for you to decide if this book sounds like something you’d like to check out or not.

The city of Elendhaven lies in the far north, on the edge of a dark, mysterious ocean. It is a city filled with gruesome myths and haunted by plague and betrayal and death. In this city, the story begins with the “birth” or perhaps “creation” of the main character: a creature shaped like a man but not entirely human, a thing with no name until he baptizes himself and decides his name is now Johann. Johann, tall and dark and menacing, yet somehow nearly invisible in society, quickly learns how to make a “living” for himself by whatever criminal and violent means necessary: stealing, stalking, killing, etc. He also discovers that he, apparently, cannot die. Stabbed, beaten, jumping off very tall buildings… it doesn’t matter the method, he does not die.

In the course of his criminal endeavors, Johann begins stalking a wealthy young man he sees often in the bars around the city, named Florian. Florian is small and frail and almost femininely-pretty, but when Johann finally attacks him in a dark alley, Florian is unafraid and unimpressed, but intrigued by the possibilities Johann’s talents might afford him. Florian is, in fact, a sorcerer… possibly the very last one of a breed who have been hunted and executed to near-extinction.

Thus begins a dark, twisted partnership as Johann becomes Florian’s willing servant on a mission of depraved science experiences, murder, and revenge. 

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This novella is black as pitch, sleek and glimmering and beautiful and yet greasy, like an oil slick. It is amazing how much of a punch it packs in a slim 160 pages (about 4.5 hrs on my audiobook)! Johann is violent and terrifying, yet strangely guileless – obsessed with, enamored of delicate but depraved, nearly-heartless Florian. The relationship between the two is a tangle of fascination, disgust, obsession, and deeply-buried genuine affection. And Florian’s plans and motives are so secretive and mysterious that it takes the entirety of the novella to really put together all the pieces. (At one point I thought Florian might be trans, but I was wrong. Gay as shit though). The story is half-horror as Florian instructs Johann to carry out his ruinous revenge of the city and the people who had so horribly wronged him and his family; and it is half-romance as Johann tries to charm Florian with his bizarre mix of flattery, affection, and sado-masochistic penchant for violence.

Jennifer Giesbrecht’s prose is wonderfully baroque, gothic, and poetic. The language lingers, takes it time, stays on the tongue and against the teeth. It features such lines as:

“Power was sweeter than apples. It was cheaper than water, and sustained the soul twice as well. If Johann was going to be a Thing with a name, then from now on he would be a Thing with power, too.”

— Jennifer Giesbrecht, The Monster of Elendhaven

And the first description of the city of Elendhaven is nicely indicative of the tone and style as well:

“Southerners called its harbour the Black Moon of Norden; a fetid crescent that hugged the dark waters of the polar sea. The whole city stank of industry. The air was thick with oil, salt, and smoke, which had long settled into the brick as a slick film, making the streets slippery on even the driest days. It was a foul place: foul scented, foul weathered, and plagued with foul, ugly architecture—squat warehouses peppered with snails and sea grass, mansions carved from heavy, black stone, their thick windows stained green and greasy from exposure to the sea. The tallest points in Elendhaven were the chimneys of the coal refineries. The widest street led south, rutted by the carts that dragged whale offal down from the oil refineries.
Hundreds of years ago, the North Pole had been cut open by searing magic, a horrific event that left the land puckered with craters like the one Elendhaven huddled in. For five centuries, the black waters had been poisoned with an arcane toxin that caused the skin to bubble and the mind to go soggy and loose like bread in broth. Once in a while, the fishermen would pull up an aberration from the ocean floor: something frothing and wet with its insides leaking out its eyes. ‘Demons and monsters,’ visitors whispered, ‘such creatures still sleep inside the Black Moon.’”

— Jennifer Giesbrecht, The Monster of Elendhaven

I’ve seen a few reviews of this novella online. Some people really liked it, and others gave it a tepid response, claiming that it starts well but is missing something. I’ll be honest, I’m not sure what they think is missing. Sure, the ending is ambiguous and open-ended, but I think that is all to its merit. I admit I do wonder what could have been, had this story been fleshed out into a full-length novel, but in general I love novellas – I love the big explosive power of the tiny package – and I think this novella works very well. I really enjoyed it, and I believe anyone who likes their fantasy with a horror-twist and a bit of a gut-punch will enjoy it as well.

I’m still shaking out how to do my reviews, but for now I’d say it’s a 4.5 out of 5 stars.

For more info:

You can read the first chapter on tor.com’s site here

You can also check out the author’s playlist and some fanart on Jennifer Giesbrecht’s website here

5 Things to Know Me By

If you are remotely active on Twitter, you might have seen one of the newer memes floating around, in which people list the 5 (or 7 or 10) albums (or tv shows, movies, etc) to listen to in order to understand them.

Tweets like this:

And this:

And this:

I have no idea who started it (who EVER knows where these things start???) but it’s a pretty fun way to share some of your favorite things.

I RT’d and responded to a few on Twitter, but I thought it might be fun to share a few such lists here on my still-new blog. So without further ado, 5 things to know me by:

5 Music Albums:

  1. Let Live and Let Ghosts by Jukebox the Ghost (just fyi: Jukebox the Ghost is my favorite band of all time and I have seen them live 4 times – the last time for free as a person on their official guest list!)
  2. Abbey Road by The Beatles (I grew up on the Beatles – my mother raised me well – and I struggled with picking one for a long time, but I think this is my favorite of their studio albums)
  3. The Cowboy Bebop Movie OST (I love anime, and I love anime music, and the Cowboy Bebop soundtracks are some of the best ever made. The movie soundtrack in particular is pure MAGIC)
  4. Break the Cycle by Staind (this album was SO IMPORTANT to me during my particularly emo moments of high school)
  5. The Essential Barbra Streisand (look, I cannot stress the importance of this singer and this album enough. During many very very long road trips, my mother and I would keep ourselves awake by singing along to this album – on cassette tape no less – at the very top of our lungs… and it also began my lifelong love for showtunes and Broadway, starting from like the age of 7 or something like that)

(Honorable Mention goes to Phoenix by The Classic Crime, which has been so important for me emo moments of the last 10 years)

5 Movies:

  1. The Labyrinth (magic, portal fantasy, fantastic music, amazing puppets and artistry, and David Bowie… need I say more???) (Also, The Dark Crystal, because DUH)
  2. The Neverending Story (Also DUH. Those 80s fantasy movies are SO VITAL to my development as a reader, a writer, and a person)
  3. Robin Hood (the Disney animated version)
  4. The Fall (the 2006 Tarsem Singh film – if you haven’t seen it, YOU NEED TO NOW)
  5. The Last Emperor (by Bernardo Bertolucci – the extended four hour version, I cry EVERY SINGLE TIME)

(Honorable mention goes to My Neighbor Totoro, which I watch a lot at night when I am depressed and/or insomniac)

5 Books:

  1. Watership Down by Richard Adams (I love this book so much I am planning to get a tattoo with a quote from it)
  2. The Neverending Story by Michael Ende (ditto this one, on the tattoo thing)
  3. Dune by Frank Herbert (I read the first book in 6th grade and worked my way through the whole series by the end of 8th grade)
  4. Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien (I’m cheating sort of but whatever) (In 4th grade my elementary school librarian noticed that I was reading far above my grade level and gave me these books to read, and life has never been the same since then. They are an integral part of who I am and the reason I first decided I wanted to be a writer)
  5. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen (I read this book in 5th grade and adored it, and have since taken 2 college courses on Jane Austen and written several papers on the various aspects of the books)

(With an honorable mention to Neuromancer by William Gibson and The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien)

5 Musicals:

  1. Les Miserables
  2. Phantom of the Opera
  3. Rent
  4. Wicked
  5. Company

(Yes, I tend to prefer the Standards, over newer musicals… though I did really enjoy Hamilton and Hadestown!)

5 TV Shows (live action):

  1. Star Trek (all of them, don’t make me just pick one!)
  2. Doctor Who (Whovian forever!)
  3. Buffy the Vampire Slayer (yeah man!)
  4. Law & Order (I watched every season of the original series with my mother from the age of 9 or 10 or so, and I have had an obsession with crime dramas and murder mystery shows ever since)
  5. M*A*S*H* (still the best comedy show ever made ever)

5 Animes:

  1. Robotech (the one that started it all for me!)
  2. Sailor Moon (MOON PRISM POWER!)
  3. Dragon Ball Z (KAMEHAMEHA!)
  4. Cowboy Bebop (You’re gonna carry that weight…)
  5. Neon Genesis Evangelion (can you tell how important the CLASSICS are to me???)

(Honorable mention goes to Fairy Tail – I am currently working my way straight thru the whole series – all 328 episodes – for the third time! And also My Hero Academia, which I’m really enjoying so far, though I’m a season behind…)

5 Western Animation Shows:

  1. DuckTales (the original mostly – DISNEY AFTERNOON RULES FOREVER!, but also the new version)
  2. Futurama (god I love this show so much!)
  3. Star vs the Forces of Evil (this Disney show was SO GOOD GUYS!)
  4. Adventure Time (obviously)
  5. Over the Garden Wall (this was a 10 ep mini-series and I adore it and it is my best “comfort” watch – I watch it almost every night to fall asleep to)

So, what kinds of things would show up on YOUR “5 Things” lists??? Please share! I’d love to hear about it!

Going to the Movies

Photo by Myke Simon on Unsplash

Movies. I love them. I love going to the movie theatre and sitting in the dark in front of an enormous screen and allowing myself to be wholly absorbed. I love sitting in the comfort of my own living room/bedroom and watching movies (usually the same ones I always watch) while half-paying attention and scrolling on my phone or ipad. I love buying dvds (to the point that I still have a handful of dvds in their shrink-wrap a year or two later!). I love talking about movies. So much so that I sometimes wonder if I should have gone into film studies, or at least taken a few courses on the subject (if such an elective had existed during my undergrad, I probably would have!).

I enjoy going to the movies with friends or family. My most common movie-going buddy is my mother, actually. We go to the movies together quite a lot – probably a couple times a month. It helps that we have pretty similar taste in movies most of the time. And my mother doesn’t really like going to the movies by herself, so if I can’t go with her she just skips it altogether. 

I, on the other hand, really enjoy going to the movies by myself. There is something so therapeutic and calming about buying a small (or in my case, not-so-small) popcorn and settling into a dark theatre by yourself, and being completely invested in what you are watching and your own enjoyment in the experience without worrying if your companion is liking it as much as you are, or whatnot.

Photo by Erik Witsoe on Unsplash

There was a recent article on the Stylist website about going to the movies alone, in fact. You can find it here: “Scared of going to the cinema alone? Don’t be: it’s a brilliant form of self-care” by Kayleigh Dray

While I would not call myself a “cine-nazi” as the writer does in the article, I do agree with pretty much everything she says. If you’ve never gone to the movie theatre by yourself, I highly recommend it!

When I was working on my undergrad there was a tiny movie theatre on campus. It was mainly used for special events and presentations, but every Wednesday at noon and again at 7pm, they would show popular movies. Not current releases, of course – they didn’t have the kind of funds to get current movies. Instead they would show semi-recent movies (things released in the last couple years). I think it was kind of whatever they could get their hands on, but that was fine by me. I usually had classes or something during the noon viewings, but I caught several movies that way: Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, Sahara, Hitch, etc. (I’m aging myself, aren’t I?) These were always movies that I would probably never have bothered seeing in theatres when they were released, but the movies on campus were like a $1 or $2, so… why not? 

More recently, I have gone to the movies by myself just a couple times in the last few months. I saw A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood by myself (and cried). I saw Frozen 2 TWICE by myself (and cried). But I have seen quite a few movies with my mother. And most recently I saw 1917 with my brother.

I go to the movies often enough that I have even considered buying AMC’s Stubs A-List membership (which is $20 per month!). My budget remains very tight right now, so I can’t really justify such an expense, but maybe if I can get my finances in more order in the next few months, I might actually do it. If you aren’t familiar with the A-List subscription: it’s a new-ish feature that AMC is doing. For $20/month you can see up to 3 movies per week! So, if your full-price ticket is ~$11 (this depends on where you live, of course), if you see at least TWO movies per month, the subscription has paid for itself. If you see just ONE movie per WEEK, you’ve doubled your value, etc. If you are a constant movie-goer, it is worth it, I think. Like I said, I’m seriously considering it…

Anyway, to wrap this up I thought it would be fun to list a few of my favorite movies from 2019 (these are not in any particular order):

  • Captain Marvel (this movie kicked serious ass! Girl Power ftw!)
  • Frozen 2 (I am a huge Disney nerd and I love Elsa, so…)
  • Knives Out (smart, darkly-hilarious, great Agatha Christie-esque mystery)
  • The Man Who Killed Don Quixote (a little-seen, very strange and amazing indie film by terry Gilliam)
  • Be Natural: the untold story of Alice Guy-Blache (an indie film documentary about the first woman director – I was a Kickstarter contributor for this movie and it was ASTONISHINGLY GOOD)

I’d love to hear what your favorite movies were for 2019! Or for that matter, what movies you are looking forward to for 2020!

2019 Sucked, Here’s to 2020

This meme (and the second near the end) were found floating around on Twitter. I have no idea who originated them.

In order to move forward being open and honest, I have to first look back a bit. Because the last handful of years have been increasingly difficult and painful.

At the end of 2018/beginning of 2019, I posted to Facebook a long explanation of exactly how bad 2018 had been (financial worries, family problems, crippling depression, being suicidal for months), and how badly I needed 2019 to be kinder and give me a break.

So, of course, 2019 decided to double-down instead. It said “you haven’t seen bad yet! Yeet, Bitch!” It sucker-punched me and then kicked me in the face repeatedly while I was prone on the ground.

I was begging for a break, for some mercy, but instead this is what my year looked like:

  1. my grandmother fell and fractured her spine in January and was in the hospital for a month
  2. My mother had a heart-scare in February and was in the hospital for a couple of days
  3. Also in February, one of our dogs escaped the yard and was hit by a car – he survived but my mother and I both had to take out a substantial loans to pay for his care
  4. In May, just days after her birthday, my mother was laid off from her job (keep in mind, I was already mostly-unemployed excepting for some part-time work and money was already very tight)
  5. In July one of our cats (my mother’s Baby Girl, Mieko) was diagnosed with cancer – after thousands of dollars worth or tests and early treatments, it was deemed untreatable
  6. In August, my grandmother (still recovering from the spine fracture, and already suffering from an auto-immune disease) was diagnosed with Parkinson’s
  7. In September, while caring for our dying cancer-stricken cat, one of our other cats (MY Baby Girl, Bobbi) died very suddenly of an aneurysm with no warning whatsoever
  8. In October, Mieko died
  9. In November, with my part-time job becoming more and more financially unstable and being unable to pay me consistently, I got a second job in hopes that I could eventually make it a FULL-time job — only to learn a couple weeks later than, actually, the store is closing at the end of January at which point its back to the drawing board.

Things were so rough at the end of there, that instead of saving the money my dad sent me for Christmas, I used it to buy Christmas gifts for others. The good news is that my mother finally has a job again, but having been financial unstable for so long, it will be months before we can crawl our way out of severe debt and back into something at least resembling manageable.

After 2016 was rough, and 2017 was a little worse, and 2018 was horrendous, and 2019 was an evil sadistic bitch, I feel tired and beat-up and hopeless. I’m afraid to even bother asking the universe for help anymore. It always responds by kicking me while I’m down.

But I keep telling myself I have to keep trying. Trying to keep myself together, trying to find more direction and purpose in life, trying to find more stable work. There are tiny glimmers of possibility here at the beginning of a brand new year and a brand new decade. I starting to read more again. I am trying to save money again (for the first time in years). I am looking at some possibly good part-time jobs (*fingers crossed*). But I am afraid to get my hopes up, so I guess we’ll see…

So here’s to the year 2020: may the world be a little kinder and more merciful this time around.

Most years (though not all), Neil Gaiman writes a new “Wishes for the New Year” on his blog that is encouraging and hopeful. He said he wasn’t going to do one this year, and then in the end couldn’t seem to help himself. The one he wrote for this year is a little different than the kind of thing he usually writes, but it seems fitting, so I’m going to end this post with his wish:

…I hope in the year to come you won’t burn. And I hope you won’t freeze. I hope you and your family will be safe, and walk freely in the world and that the place you live, if you have one, will  be there when you get back. I hope that, for all of us, in the year ahead, kindness will prevail and that gentleness and humanity and forgiveness will be there for us if and when we need them.

And may your New Year be happy, and may you be happy in it.

I hope you make something in the year to come you’ve always dreamed of making, and didn’t know if you could or not. But I bet you can. And I’m sure you will.

— Neil Gaiman, from “A New Year’s Thought”