Real Life Reading

No that’s not the title of a book I just finished. Unfortunately my real life/work/school reading requirements have taken over my free time reading this week. Rest assured that I am working on some new releases and old favorites and will publish some reviews asap. I’m not sure why everything converged on this week but when it crashed down yesterday I was like “ugh I’m not going to finish in time” and that’s just life.

NetGalley has been kind to me and lined up several excellent new releases as ARCs. Are you excited about any of these releases? screenshot-2017-01-31-at-11-26-05-am

Several of these come out on February 7th and I’m working my way through them as we speak. Keep combing those books lists and let me know if you see any books you are super interested in and I’ll add them to my list!

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Throne of Glass (ToG #1)


Fantasy series are so much fun. From Terry Goodkind’s The Sword of Truth to Robert Jordan’s Wheel of Time, LOTR, His Dark Materials, you name it I will read it. I love elves and dragons and weird symbols and chants and magic. To me fantasy > science fiction any day of the week (although I still love sci-fi too!). So when I came across Sarah J. Maas’ Throne of Glass series I figured jumping into another universe to play would be soothing.

Something to remember when beginning a fantasy series of this length is that the first book can feel a bit name/concept heavy. If the author is planning for more than just a trilogy, you’re about to meet a hell of a lot of people or you’re about to get a full history of a location/religion/war(s) and it’s going to be a little bit discouraging. Maas provides us with a map inside the cover of all the places we will likely need to know about, as they have been conquered by the King who is holding a contest to see who will become his right hand assassin. As you read this book, you see all the pieces that will probably be brought into play in later books, and see small glimpses of a rebellion.

Celaena has been sent as a slave to a mine in Endovier, where “criminals” are sent to their deaths. She has been there for a year when the crown prince Dorian comes to fetch her to fight on his behalf in the King’s tournament. Maas decides to stick to the YA formula of giving our heroine two gentlemen who will pine for her: Dorian and the Captain of the King’s Guard Chaol (Kyle?) who is tasked with guarding and training her during the tournament. I like that they agonize over her instead of her agonizing over choosing between them, but I bet that happens later in the series. Dorian gets the upper hand in this book and we get some kissing – definitely not as hot as the Darkling/Alina action in the Grisha trilogy but it’s nice.

The cover of the book boasts that fans of Game of Thrones and the Hunger Games will LOVE IT!! Eh *shrug* I think it is it’s own thing. Just because people are competing doesn’t make something the Hunger Games, especially since the losers of each round don’t get murdered, and sometimes rounds are just skipped altogether. This book is nothing like Game of Thrones. Period. Jacket accolades tend to be alternate facts more often than not, but I do enjoy seeing how wrong they are sometimes.

The one mystery we have that I am looking forward to exploring more is this darkness/Wyrdmarks plot device. There is a spiritual In-Between where dark and light spirits alike lurk and seek to help or hurt those in the real world. Magic has been outlawed by the King but as we all know, just because you outlaw something doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. The use of ancient symbols and magical abilities must be on the horizon.

It wasn’t a great book on its own, but it sets a decent foundation for a longer series and it was good enough to keep me engaged and I’ve requested the next book from the library. If you’re looking for a good YA (well, she’s 18 and the gentlemen are in their early 20s, so late-YA) fantasy series headed by a badass chick who loves to read, consider picking up Throne of Glass and meeting some new companions who will keep you company.


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New Year Same Trash


I remember once when I reviewed I’m Judging You someone accused me of shitting on the coffeehouse floor that we all convene in when I review the books of people that are actually a member of the Facebook group that I love more than my husband, I thought “well, she’s super famous so if she can’t take a ‘eh, it was pretty good’ review then she better thick skin it up.” It wasn’t even a scathing review, it was actually a pretty clear moderate review. So bring the Squatty Potty because Samantha Irby’s ~vintage short~ is out today and holy shit this coffee house is about to be LIT.

Observations I had and resolutions I could probably also stand to get behind.

  1. I had to put the Kindle down to laugh about “starting a journal” when baby carrots = medium pizza but really it was a large. I did Weight Watchers back in like 2006 and I would stick to that plan like glue and then after the weigh in and meeting I would stop at Dominos on the way back to my apartment to pick up the 2 for $10 medium pizzas I had ordered ahead of time AND EAT THEM BOTH BEFORE I WENT TO BED. #squadgoals
  2. Live music: Beyonce’s Lemonade album was the only music I listened to in 2016 and I still didn’t buy tickets to her OUTDOOR performance at Raymond James Stadium. SHARE THAT GRUBHUB COUPON
  3. Cooking classes: I got some of that jam. There is a video of me teaching people how to open and close an actual canned jar someplace on Facebook.
  4. I have an in-ground swimming pool in my backyard covered by a screened in frame to keep the Florida wildlife out and I still can’t get myself to swim more than twice a week. Oh, I’m sorry. “SWIM” (float around and get skin cancer)
  5. Start a Book Club: shout out for how thankful I am that this actually occurred
  6. Listen to more good music: I WANT TO DO THIS but I don’t know how to start. Again, I just listened to Beyonce’s Lemonade album on repeat for most of 2016 so I am pretty sure I missed out on a bunch of cool shit. Hit me up in the comments if you have music recommendations so I can do this.
  7. Ugh, I need to listen to This American Life too. *sadface* I still haven’t listened to the Lindy West one from when I reviewed Shrill but I have an Amazon Alexa now so I’ll just ask her to play it for me sometime. ALEXA PLAY THIS AMERICAN LIFE – “playing Mozart’s requiem on Spotify” – Oh Alexa…
  8. Grocery shopping: we have a new thing called Shipt here where someone goes and gets your shit and brings it to you. I am resisting this service because I already work from home and grocery shopping is the only thing that gets me out of the house anymore.
  9. Cleaning service: we had one at the last house we rented but have been too poor to get it back at this one we rent now so maybe soon I won’t have to scrub out my fucking kitchen sink anymore.
  10. Improve my credit: omg we’re going to pay off most of our credit cards this year and 3 of them are because I moved my poor ass across the country and then was basically living off them for a year 10 years ago. I can’t wait to get that weight off my shoulder.

Samantha Irby is all of us. She speaks to the garbage human in all of us. Go buy her trash book. 🙂 It’s only 99 cents and so easy! Just click here: NEW YEAR, SAME TRASH


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Not A Place on Any Map


“Home is not a word I understand anymore, not a place on any map.” – Alexis Page, Not a Place on Any Map

This beautiful book is a short read, and it is written as I imagine our own memories are stored. Short bursts of action, of feeling, of movement from southwest to west to midwest to northeast and abroad. We hear about childhood, relationships, sexual assault, drug addiction, prison time, recovery, and the struggle to accept happiness and home once it is found.

The writing feels so vivid while at the same time leaving out details. In some moments I wished for more so that I could be more connected to the story, to the trauma, but as I mentioned previously these read as memory. It is not surprising that the most traumatic elements are left in darkness. Memories protect us that way. They can’t block everything, but they do the best they can.

This book does leave me wanting more, but it is so important to remember that it is not the burden of the assault victim, of the prisoner, of the former addict to explain to the world how things are and how things might be changed. I deeply respect this writing because it speaks her experience without performing her life with full set, costume, and makeup in this age of social performance.

Not a Place on Any Map demands that its reader listen carefully. It demands that you ask questions. It demands that you investigate further. Alexis Page shows us her experience, and in the process lays the foundation for discussions surrounding some of our nation’s deepest problems. It shows us how easy it is to get lost, and in getting lost how difficult it is to find and trust home again.


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How I Spent The First Day of the Dark Times

Today I did not watch any of the coverage of the beginning of the dark times. I woke up, took my dogs out, and did a little work. I cried. Then I decided to go out and see a movie so that perhaps my depression wouldn’t take me all the way over.

I wore my Black Lives Matter shirt. It seemed like the best day to wear it in public for the first time. I am ashamed that I was afraid to do it before. I will never be afraid to again. When I arrived at the theater I received nasty looks from a couple of white boys, but when I went to pay for my popcorn and soda, the black girl at the cashier’s stand asked to see the pins on my purse and said she loved my shirt. She said the white boys had been shoving Trump down her throat all day, she felt relieved that someone understood, that she wasn’t alone. She was excited. I asked her if she felt safe. I asked her if she felt intimidated. I asked her if she needed anything. I told her to remember that she is not alone.

I cannot change the color of my skin. But I will wear that shirt in public, I will proudly carry my purse with its Black Lives Matter pin and other anti-hate and anti-bigotry pins. We are in a time of action. We’ve tried words and facts and dialogue. No one who needs to listen is listening. Now we must show who we are through our deeds. We must wear our allegiances on our sleeves and our backs and our bags. I want there to be no doubt to anyone that needs me, that needs reassurance, that needs to feel safe, that needs to escape that lonely feeling, that I am an ally and I will fuck up any bigot or racist that fucks with you.

Go to amazon or etsy or your online retailer of choice and find a wristband, a pin, a t-shirt, a headband, a ring. Make it say BLM, or have a rainbow or the trans colors. When you go out in public make sure that no one has any doubt where you stand. Wear some little thing that says clearly that you are an ally. You may not even know it, but just seeing you there might bring someone sorely needed relief that they are not alone. They may not tell you like that lovely girl at the movies did to me today. And this is why I feel that the safety pin movement was not enough. Not clear enough. Not enough of a statement. For people who are afraid to take a stand.

It’s time to take a stand. To do nothing or take the safe route is to permit what is to come. Silence doesn’t help. Safety pins won’t help. What side are you on? Make it clear. I spent today discovering that being brave and taking a side matters to people. I have chosen my side. I am ready. Are you?

The Red Car


It will be difficult to explain how this book affected me. It is the typical story of girl making it through life but then circumstances take her on a journey through her past where she rediscovers herself and maybe even comes to desire a different future in the process. It’s the story of a shock to the system, waking a woman stuck in a rut and jarring her into the life she deserves. Few of us get that kind of wake up call.

Marcy Dermansky made me want more. I saw myself in Leah, although the major difference is that in my own career and education I was not so wishy washy about what I wanted to do. My success and survival often depended on the kindness of strangers and at least once a week I regret leaving Arizona because of how much I loved being there and with the people that I came to know and love.

This is the perfect book for the thirty-something woman who thinks she is like 87% settled but has some regrets. It’s like Eat, Pray, Love but for the broke, bored, depressed woman. A more relatable, realistic journey. Sometimes you make your own decisions to make things better. Sometimes someone helps you along. This was a beautiful book about escaping what makes you unhappy, while accepting that some things will never change, but in some cases new beginnings are possible.

It’s a short read too! Go for it and enjoy. 🙂