After a week long hiatus due to a much regrettable & self-inflicted back injury, I’m once again in the blogging saddle…er…recliner, with my feet up. During my time off from work and pretty much all things other than the necessities to life, I’ve read a bit (not as much as one would expect), and I’ve also added to and ordered several books from my wish list via the lovely and also accommodating Coffee Tree Books in Morehead, Ky.
First off, Andy Weir’s “The Martian.” It was awesome. It is his first book! My husband read this one first and I attempted to have him fill in for me on the blog last week, yet he refused. He’s apparently blog-shy. He tore through this so quickly that I couldn’t wait to get my greedy paws on it. The book is not terribly lengthy, but spans the genius and hilarious astronaut Mark Watney’s time on Mars, measuring days in “sols” and making me wish I occasionally had a scientific calculator while reading. Bar none, even though I’m completely inept at all things mathematic, the descriptions and humor throughout each chapter made me hungry for more. I also learned more about planting potatoes than I ever thought possible.
**Spoiler alert. A different sort of read for me was Nalo Hopkinson’s, “Sister Mine.” Honestly, the cover art was what first caught my eye. This book is a cross between Carribbean folklore and Nail Gaiman’s American Gods, in an urban setting, with a little bit of…incest. Yes, I’m forewarning you that quite unexpectedly in the middle of the book there’s a scene that made me a little squeamish and I could’ve done without. Other than that, I enjoyed the book and read it’s entirety in nearly one sitting. Nalo writes about previously conjoined twins Makeda and Abigail, who were raised by their father (an earthbound demigod) and their uncle (better known as the Grim Reaper). The girl’s father is missing, one sister has no magic, and their family is totally dysfunctional. Letting us all be further aware that no family is perfect, even demigods.
Rainbow Rowell’s “Landline,” was lovely. I’m a sucker for cover art and whoever created the cover for this book, is a genius. It was hot pink with a bright yellow corded telephone, and it immediately drew my eye while sitting on the shelf. Rainbow Rowell’s parents obviously knew they were naming someone that would be famous and creative. Her name is just as colorful as her writing. This book was also a recommended read on my favorite Indie List. I’m telling you guys, they pick some winners. Check out the Indie list every month to see what’s new they’re recommending. This book is about a gal named Georgie McCool, who is about to lose her husband. Georgie works as a writer for a television series. She has just been offered her own show and has to get some episodes written and ready to go asap. The only problem is, it’s Christmas, and she has a trip to her mother-in-laws planned with her husband and daughters. To make a long story short, she chooses her job. Then decides to stay at her parents house because her own is just too lonely. She finds an old yellow telephone in her bedroom and calls her mother-in-law’s house. After talking with her husband, she realizes that this isn’t the same man that left her just a few short days ago. This sounds like Neal from…1998. Then she hears her father-in-law speaking in the background. Her father-in-law is dead, or has been for a few years. Is the phone a magic wormhole that is enabling her to talk to her husband from years before? Has she lost her mind? Can she repair her marriage or is this the last straw? Read it and find out.
In closing, if anyone has a favorite bookish girl. Check out the Etsy shop, NovelCreations. They have book purses. YES. BOOK PURSES. I need one. Is it Christmas yet?