I could make so many excuses about why it’s been so long since I’ve posted a book review but I’m a mature adult who prioritizes and takes responsibility for her actions.
Imagine a dark black line striking out the entirety of that sentence.
It turns out that I am going to offer my excuses and they’re two pretty big ones: my toddler, who learned how to crawl out of his crib in Autumn of 2017, thereby wrecking my life (I mean, asserting his independence in a totally normal and acceptable way—that’s what I’m supposed to say, right?), and my newborn, who has been a smiling cherub who only occasionally messes with my sleep but who still demands a lot of my time. Naturally.
Despite the lack of time that I’ve had for writing and LuLaRoeing, my childcare responsibilities have lended themselves well to reading. I’ve been reading so much lately and it’s been amazing. Amazing. *imagine me as a loveable winter-plump hermit tucked into a cozy nest of books, diapers, and breastfeeding pump parts.*
One of my favorite things about being a voracious reader is the thrill of being introduced to an incredible new writer. When that happens, I’m overwhelmed with hope and anticipation and greed—don’t worry, it’s very cute and not at all Gollum-like—at the thought of all of the future literary wonders that will come my way, now that I know where to find them. And that’s what happened to me a few weeks ago, when I discovered Sarah J. Maas.
[Editor’s note: This is where I stopped typing and got off the couch to pick up my crying baby. Will resume later.]
[Editor’s note: blog post resumed nearly three full days later.]
Since my discovery of Sarah J. Maas, I’ve read 8 books of hers, a fact which does not embarrass me in the slightest because once again, the books are amazing, and I’ve got a Goodreads goal, dammit. The aforementioned books encompass two different series, and the one that I’m writing about today starts with A Court of Thorns and Roses.
Feyre kills a wolf in order to feed her starving family.
[Editor’s note: toddler whines “mom” and pulls me away from computer. Blog post resumed roughly a week later. Ahhhhhh!]
Let’s start the summary again, shall we?
Feyre kills a wolf in order to feed her starving family. Shortly thereafter, a beast arrives at her home and informs her that she’s broken the treaty between humans and faeries, and she can either die or follow him to his faery home and live with him there until her death.
She chooses to live and what follows is incredible storytelling. The beast is actually a High Lord named Tamlin, and his people and those surrounding them are under the control and influence of an evil faerie named Amarantha. Don’t worry: huge things are going to happen between these characters; exciting things; terrifying things; beautiful things, but that’s all. that. I’m. going. to. say.
That’s all that I will say about this series, because I would be very sad if I ruined any of the magical plot for you and didn’t allow you to discover this on your own. But there are some pronouncements that I will make about this series.
That’s all that I can tell you about the series because I refuse to ruin the surprises. You’ll thank me later.
Psssst! If you like this book, check out: Elizabeth May's Falconer series and Maas's Throne of Glass series. You lucky dog, you.
Give me that HEA, please.
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