Angry Angel Gifts 2018

It is the season of gift giving, and as I bring my third year of Angry Angel Books to a close, I was able to send thank you packages to my Patreon angels! Each package included a snack, a book, and scented votive candles for each contributor. I’m looking forward to adding other small gift packages in 2019!

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If you are a regular reader of Angry Angel Books you know this is the time of year when you have an opportunity to show your support. Your support is not required though, and in fact the joy of simply knowing that there are people out there that enjoy reading what I vomit onto the keyboard is reward enough for me. You can continue reading what I write and never have to pay a penny. My website is ad free and free to all and I will always keep it that way. However if you would like to share the holiday spirit with an angry writer there are some options you can explore.

I maintain an Amazon wish list for my blog, and place books on the list that I have been unable to get at my local library or buy outright. If you love reading my posts and would like to send a book my way, please check out my Amazon list. It’s already set with a gift address so as long as you choose that at checkout it will come straight to me! (And I realize that Amazon is a giant monster company that is terrible and I would normally encourage buying from your local independent bookstore, but I can’t afford a UPS box/address yet to keep people from showing up at my house so I have to do it this way for now.)

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You’ll notice that many of the books on my list are between $8 and $12 each. If this is within your budget you may want to consider becoming a patron on Patreon. Patronages start as low as $1 a month and as I grow I am able to start offering more than just my weekly posts as content rewards for patrons. I am also not too proud to say that as often as my monthly patrons allowed me to buy new books or renew this website’s domain, they also saved my butt with helping me buy groceries or gas (especially in the lean summer months). Your support says you enjoy my work, and if you felt tempted to buy a $12 book, please consider becoming a $1 a month Patron instead. Join the angels!

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I am also aware that Patreon, along with the most recent craziness at Tumblr, is not everyone’s favorite website. In an attempt to accommodate for this, I have signed up for the free website Ko-Fi where you can support me “for the price of a coffee.” They make me pay for a gold membership to allow you to make regular monthly contributions, so if you’d like to give on a regular monthly basis please head to Patreon instead. If you’d like to show your appreciation for my posts and content in a one-time format, then please visit my new Ko-Fi page!

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Now if all these websites are making you sign up for an account or asking for info you’re not comfortable giving and you just want to throw $3 at me, here is my Paypal link and it’s super easy that way too.

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Remember though that even if you click on none of these buttons, I’m thankful for you and your readership. Thank you for being here. Thank you for your support and for helping me grow. We’re entering year 4 here at Angry Angel Books, and we’re glad to have you along for the ride. Happy holidays to you and yours. Let’s all hold tight to each other as me move into whatever fresh horror 2019 will be.

Required Maintenance

I’m not sure if any of you saw this happen before I shut down comments, but someone using an encrypted email account created a WordPress account and began making foot fetish comments on my posts. They were disgusting and sexual and with the help of WordPress support I was able to block the individual, shut down future comments, and edit all of my past posts to shut off commenting there as well.

Taking care of all of this took about two hours, but now I know how to shut it down faster and I can keep a look out for other issues.

On Tuesday I received an email from WordPress that the user involved with this and their wordpress page they had created around my site (and feet) had been removed and permanently suspended from WordPress. I was going to appeal to you all to report the site, but contrary to how I have heard other platforms handle this kind of harassment, WordPress was on the ball. I am thankful.

In the past week I’ve been followed by students from the school I left in October on Twitch, causing me to have to delete my account, had my email account entered for several newsletter and info subscriptions (although no accounts were created, thank goodness) and several attempts to hack my email, and now this. I have my suspicions about what is going on, but I’m just continuing to document what’s happening and dealing with it as it comes.

This is my first really disturbing internet happening, and it’s worth mentioning that people WAY more famous than me deal with HUNDREDS of people like this every day. I can’t even imagine that.

Anyway, that’s why comments are turned off. If you want to interact with me you can always email me or meet me on Twitter. Onward!

The Incendiaries

The Incendiaries

R. O. Kwon’s book can be found on many of the year-end “best of” lists. When I kept seeing the title pop up again and again, I reserved it at the library and began reading it right away. It’s a love story of two people in passing – one on his way out of the grip of religious extremism, and another on her way in as a way of coping with the fact that while she was driving she got into an accident that killed her passenger, her mother. The book is constructed as a kind of eclipse, we see them as separate entities, we see them overlap, and then we see them coming apart again, with Will trying desperately to hold on to a woman that is heading into a universe from which he has already escaped.

You could read the description on the book jacket and be okay never reading this book. It describes what happens perfectly, and the only mystery that remains is what happens to Phoebe after the bombings organized by the North Korean cult led by John Leal, the third member of our story’s triangle.

This is yet another circumstance in which I find myself bored and baffled by a book that other people are raving about. I read all 214 pages and I felt nothing. Phoebe is a woman who is wrestling with the grief and guilt that has festered since the night of her accident. She is looking for explanations and a definition of who she is if she is in fact a murderer. She is looking for forgiveness from someone, because she will not find it from herself. And she is slowly sinking into a terrifying cult because in her time of desperation, it’s the only structure and love that she can find that makes her feel needed and loved in equal portion to the punishment she feels she deserves. I should feel something in reading this character. This is deep and emotional and heart-wrenching and yet I come away feeling nothing.

This book did not make me cry, but it should have on several occasions. So many of Will and Phoebe’s interactions should have been moments where we feel desperation, clinging, and loss – maybe a sense of emptiness, like biting into a decadent chocolate rabbit only to find that it’s hollow inside. When we feel Phoebe slipping away from Will toward John Leal, I should feel Will’s anxiety, longing, and despair. When he tries to go to the cult meetings with her to pull her out, I should feel him gasping for air, diving into a world that threatened to drown him before but that he’s willing to risk entry into in order to save the woman he loves.

This book should have grabbed my heart, wrung it out, and then thrown it on the ground. Instead I just finished it in two days and asked why I took the time to read something that unmoving. Don’t get me wrong, you should give it a try too. It was flawlessly written and the themes are very well presented. But if you’re looking for the experience of the characters and the feelings brought on by those themes, you may find yourself, like me, disappointed.

The Proposal

The Proposal

The Wedding Date

I have been thoroughly charmed by Jasmine Guillory. The Wedding Date was absolutely delightful (if a bit heavy on the sex!) and so I had to get her next book as soon as I could after it was released.

The book starts with Nikole (Nik) watching a Dodgers game with her hippie douchebag boyfriend. She’s not really into it and is looking forward to getting together with her friends later, when suddenly her name comes up on the Jumbotron (spelled incorrectly mind you) asking her to marry someone. The boyfriend sitting next to her suddenly gets down on one knee, pulls out a hideous ring, and waits for her response. She turns him down (of course, they hadn’t even been dating four months and hadn’t talked about getting married) and he storms out of the stadium.

Everything that follows links to the fact that a few rows back Carlos (the best friend and doctor from The Wedding Date) and his sister decide to run up and pretend they know Nik and save her from the oncoming cameras and attention. Sparks fly, Carlos and Nik find reasons to meet up again, and suddenly we have a relationship.

I like the feminist vibes in this particular book. The hippie douchebag sends her threatening texts so she changes her locks and signs herself and her two friends up for self-defense classes at a local gym. She works to get past the social media firestorm surrounding the event. Unlike Alexa she works from home as a freelance writer so she has more flexibility with her time.

Her relationship with Carlos is one of my favorite situations: strangers turned friends turned lovers “with no strings attached” and then one of them falls in love and creates conflict because the other one thinks it was no strings attached…until they discover they fell in love too and didn’t notice. LOVE THIS.

There’s so much more to this book, but that’s the basic info. Guillory’s writing wraps you up in a warm blanket and changes the channel to a slightly less corny than Hallmark/Lifetime channel and brings you a warm beverage to drink while you watch (or a glass of wine if you prefer). She’s even nice enough to include a decadent snack in each of her books: frosted doughnuts in The Wedding Date and cupcakes in The Proposal.

I can’t say enough about her writing. Please go get you some and enjoy.

Her third book (of what I assume is a trilogy) was just announced. The Wedding Party will be out next summer. You better believe I’ll be waiting for its arrival in my mailbox!

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Stayin’ Alive

Hello angels.

I’m sorry I haven’t been posting recently. I know some of you look forward to my angry rants and my book recommendations and life in general. I love communicating with you through the internet in this way and it brings me a lot of joy.

At some point in October my mother found my blog and began making snarky comments. I marked them as spam and deleted them, but I would be lying if I said that didn’t affect me. At that point, I felt gun shy about posting at all. If you look at my website you’ll notice that things slowed down significantly in October and November, and as of today it has been a couple weeks since I’ve posted anything at all.

I’ve heard the horror stories about writers who face trolls commenting on their websites, but at the young age of 3 I figured my blog wasn’t big enough or mainstream enough to attract them. Goodness knows that I don’t write in a way that would take advantage of any Google algorithms or SEO platforms. But nothing could have prepared me for how I would feel when a woman I have asked to leave me alone began commenting on my posts.

I’ve finished books and I have reviews ready to go. I have a few essays on life in general just sitting in drafts. I hate to admit this, but my anxiety held me back. It takes so much energy for me to get through each day lately that I couldn’t face having someone shit all over something I love and have grown over the past few years. So avoidance crept in, fear crept in, and I waited.

But you, dear reader, cannot wait. You are a friend and a confidant, and reaching out to you each week gives me strength. I cannot allow this to stop me from being me. I can block people and pretend they died but this is still the internet and those people can still find me elsewhere. That is reality. If I want this website and this writer life, I have to put on my strong woman pants and do it anyway.

Depression is a liar and anxiety is too, but as we all know we can’t always be strong enough to resist the lies. I am making a very strong effort to get back on track and I look forward to giving you some enjoyable posts through the holiday season. Thank you for being here. I appreciate you.