Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Why can't a girl just BE?

It's how I feel, so deal with it.

Oooh, I'm coming off as a bit confrontational, eh?  Oh well!  For so, so long I was the good girl who never said a peep.  Who never complained about injustice.  Who never contemplated telling people to back off or mind their own business.  A lot of different things happened in my life (all good things, mind) to help me see that expressing my thoughts--forcefully, if need be--is okay, as long as it's not hurtful or spiteful or something I wouldn't say to someone's face.

Right, I'm working on that last bit, because blogging gives the illusion that there's a wall between you and the creator of the work you're discussing.  I don't advocate for authors getting all het up about poor reviews and rampaging around the internet (see: Hale, Kathleen #HaleNo), but I understand that it's completely natural to feel completely craptastic when you see a negative review.  But I'm trying to be better at this.

Which sort of, in an excessively elliptical way, bring me to my bone of contention of the week (day? hour? This hasn't been a horrific Monday, so let's go with week).  And that is the stereotypical love story pattern that I keep finding in almost every YA book out there.  It's almost a given by now.  I believe very strongly in the #WeNeedDiverseBooks movement.  However, it's not just about having non-white protagonists or bi protagonists or more POC authors.  I believe it's about expressing the spectrum of the human experience in books.  And that includes love.

Often, when I pick up a general YA fantasy-type book or sci-fi book that has cisgendered characters, the romance narrative is almost always the same.

First question: why does there have to be a romance in the first place?

You might say, "Well, everyone falls in love!"

Not true.  For a lot of people, love/romance/lust/what-have-you does not define their lives.  I don't think I can honestly say I've ever been in love with someone.  Crush?  Oh yeah.  Majorly crushing?  Yep.

Celebrity crushes?  Totally normal!  I don't think I can watch Sherlock because I have such a crush on Benedict Cumberbatch that I couldn't bear it.  The Tenth Doctor makes me all a-flutter and I actually skipped episodes where he had a romantic relationship/feelings for someone other than Rose (I am weird.  Yes.  This has been established).  I also find Tim Roth (YES!) and Hugh Laurie quite attractive.  I have a type: older British male with small teeth.

But I don't spend my days trying to find a guy to date or marry or whatever.  It's just not up there on the priorities list.  And finding a YA novel wherein the main character does not form a romantic relationship is extremely difficult.  To add insult to injury, this relationship often follows a preprogrammed trajectory.  It goes something like this:

Strong female character has boy friend (n.b. NOT "boyfriend").  They have been friends forever and act like brother and sister.  Except, one day, one (or both) of them realizes that they want to be more then friends, but this is awkward.  Just when things are looking up, in swoops a) a rival for loverboy's affections or b) the smolderingly sexy mystery man who's "dangerous" and "different."  The girl must then a) win the affections of her beloved or b) CHOOSE between multiple dudes who all think she's the bee's knees.

I mean, does this happen a lot in real life?  Is this something that most people can relate to?  I'm a serious introvert, and most, if not all, of my close friends are girls.  Growing up, the boys I knew were complete doofuses, so why would I want to hang out with them?

In fact, most of the guys I know are still complete doofuses and have the emotional maturity of an eight-year-old.  Where are all of these fictional teen girls finding safe, "manly","I'll take care of you"-types?  Do they come out of some sort of vending machine and I just totally missed it? 

The more troubling undercurrent to this narrative (aside from the tendency to skew into love-triangle territory) is the message that girls' lives are not complete without a romantic relationship.  Why can't a girl be a killer shot and a fighting machine and a genius and a wit in the absence of romantic angst? Why does the dramatic tension come from a "who do I looooove?" subplot instead of focusing on her ability to make her own decisions, her own happiness, and her own destiny?  

We need more stories about girls and women who better themselves and better their worlds and don't find Captain McHunkyPants at the end of the story.  They should just find themselves. 

Obviously, my critiques here don't apply to books specifically written as romances.  That would be an excessively silly waste of time.  I do, from time to time, really enjoy a sweet romance.  Heck, my all-time favorite book is Pride and Prejudice, which is pretty much the best hate-to-love-you story of all time (close second is Much Ado About Nothing).  I'm talking more about YA fiction in general, but this particular romance trope pops up a lot in fantasy or spec fic.  

In addition, any of my cranky grumblings could apply to m/m or f/f relationships in YA books as well.  I used the example of hetero couples because that's generally what I encounter in fiction, and the ones that use this particular "love" scenario the most consistently.  

So, authors, when I ask for more diversity, I'm also asking you for books without romance.  Without liquid eyes and muscular pecs and crooked smiles that force a girl to choose as if that choice is the only thing that truly matters.  It's not.

You choose what matters most to you.  And if it's not love, not right now or not ever, that's totally and completely wonderful.  Own it and be you.

Monday, June 29, 2015

Mini-Review: Stranded

I've been trying not to give a star rating to DNF-d books.  The writing here in Stranded (COULD SOMEONE PLEASE FIND A MORE UNIQUE NAME? THANKS!) isn't bad, but after the initial disaster, the plot gets extremely repetitive.  I also had a hard time telling some of the characters apart just by name, and they seemed to fit neatly into stereotypes: the dangerous boy, the POC girl, the tragic girl, and the hot nerd.
Does anyone know what that is in the foreground?
Is it a SEVERED FOOT? 

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Goodbye to Fairyland, for now...

I've decided to stop reading The Girl Who Soared above Fairyland and Cut the Moon in Two.  I may return to it someday.  That day will be when I only want to read beautiful, witty, luscious prose filled with quotes that will eventually end up on those magnets you buy at Barnes & Noble.  Today ... I just feel stupid.  I can't process it.

In a way, I think that September's story was complete in the first book.  Even in YA--I would say, nowadays, especially in YA--sequels are not necessary.

Perhaps, one day, I shall come back to September and the Wyverary and Fairyland.  But maybe I, like September, have grown up, and no longer truly belong there.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Rocket Raccoon Vol. 1: A Chasing Tale

My introduction to Skottie Young's art came with a precious ARC of Neil Gaiman's wonderfully bizarre and charming Fortunately, the Milk that I snagged at ALA Chicago a few years ago.  It was exuberant, full of expression, and perfectly imperfect.  No one is modelesque or flat-out gorgeous: they have exaggerated features that are cartoonish but not distractingly so.  They remind me a bit of the people in Despicable Me: they could be people, but just kind of ... angular people.

Anyway, I'm sure many, many others have described Young's art with far more intelligence than I have, and it is spot-on perfect for Rocket Raccoon.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Throwback Thursday: Ripper (Event Group #7)

This is actually one of my favorite angry reviews that I've done (yes, I know, a lot of my reviews skew negative.  I'm a realist).  I was clearly really mad when I wrote it and it was so cathartic to just let it all out.  Enjoy!



Wednesday, June 24, 2015

What I'm Reading Wednesday!

Did you notice the excited punctuation?  I've imbibed so many caffeinated beverages today in order to stay away that I am perpetually EXCITED!

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So I managed to get through a few more chapters of The Name of the Wind and The Girl Who Soared over Fairyland, but I had such a busy weekend that I accomplished very little else.

I did start two more ARCs that were lurking in the background:

Miss Mabel's School for Girls by Katie Crouch.  I FINALLY got my digital paws on this and I think it's going to be a lot of fun!  Okay, I'm a sucker for boarding school books.  In alternate Englands.  With magic.

Stranded by Melissa Braun.  I also love a good survival story.  This has pretty decent action scenes, and no one's gone completely lovey-dovey yet, but I am having difficulties telling the male characters apart.  We shall see.


Tuesday, June 23, 2015

This Is Where It Ends

I keep wiffle-waffling on my feelings for this book.  On one hand, it's incredibly satisfying to have a really diverse cast of high school kids.  I adored the inclusion of ROTC cadets--I honestly don't think I've ever read a book where a student happens to be in ROTC.

On the other hand, the book has so many unbelievable situations and reactions that I found myself thinking that this was also a missed opportunity.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Black Widow Vol. 2: The Tightly Tangled Meh

Either I'm feeling more generous, or this actually was slightly better than the first trade volume of Black Widow.  But it certainly wasn't great, and I'm not sure that it was even good.

However, Phil Noto's artwork is absolutely marvelous.  It's what kept me reading.  First and foremost, he gives us a Natasha who is strong but not objectified.  Her body is solid with muscle.  She is no wasp-waisted, tee-hee-look-at-me-in-my-sexy-army-gear comic girl.  Natasha will kill you.  Make no mistake.

I also learned that when you go to a casino (I've never been--gambling doesn't appeal at all) you should wear disco-era clothing because then you will look awesome.  Okay, fine, that only works if you're Black Widow and X-23.  But dang.

So the bad news is that the rest of the graphic novel, you know, the writing bit with words and such, has the heft of onionskin and the pizzazz of my grandmother's chicken noodle soup (my Grandma was a great cook, but her blood pressure was astronomical so she never salted anything that she ate.  Ever.  Think water with noodles).  You know what would seriously kick so much butt that the entire world would be icing their gluteus maximus muscles?  Gail Simone writing this with Noto's artwork.  Boom.  Actual writer with actual storytelling capabilities and a proven track record of writing strong female characters.

But Gail Simone doesn't write these.  Edmonson does.  And, you know, I feel for comics writers sometimes.  You have to come up with a story that's captivating and funny (or dark and gritty, if you're doing Batman, because I'm sure that's in the contract somewhere) on a regular basis.  And comics readers can be pretty ruthless.  However, that does not in any way, shape, or form excuse a comic that is solely built on:

  • Natasha does mission
  • Natasha screws up
  • Natasha gets saved
  • Natasha gets paid
Rinse, lather, repeat with a new superhero or anti-hero buddy as the fancy strikes you.  

In this volume Natasha runs into: The Winter Soldier (who seems to have a serious crush on our redheaded spy and it is kind of adorable), Punisher, Hawkeye, and X-23, with the occasional non sequitur from Tony Stark.  I think the plot is that Natasha's slave--er, manager?--gets kidnapped and she has to rescue him but also bust this Afgani dude out of a Central American prison.  Edmondson can't seem to bear making her the capable, kick-butt woman that she is, so he constantly has people swooping in and saving Natasha.  I mean, she even calls in X-23 to help rescue Isaiah instead of going it alone (which is her bloody M.O.).  

The Anderson Cooper thing at the end was just tacky as all get-out, and I thought it was sort of understood that the Avengers aren't all squeaky clean (except for Steve.  Steve ... oh yeah).  

Black Widow deserves so much better than this.  She was completely omitted from all the merch for Ultron.  She's got a crappily-written (but beautifully drawn and inked!) comic that people read just because they think Black Widow is awesome, not because it is actually a good comic.  This is one of those days that I am just so done with the patriarchy that I can't even express myself properly.


Friday, June 19, 2015

Bodies by Si Spencer and lots of other people because ENGLAND

I found this ARC lurking in the depths of my Adobe Reader.  If Adobe Digital Reader has depths, that is.  I kept meaning to review it, but immediately after I read it I was simply so confused that words didn't seem to work properly.  I wish I'd made more notes in my ARC because this is just straight-up bizarre, when all I really wanted was a quirky, intelligent take on murder mysteries.


Thursday, June 18, 2015

Throwback Thursday: Night Probe!

This Thursday, I'm taking you back to pre-Pamelibrarian days of reviewing with a review of Night Probe! by Clive Cussler.  It's a particularly unfortunate title that makes me think of proctology.



Wednesday, June 17, 2015

What I'm Reading Wednesday

There are some books on here that I just need to hunker down and READ.  And some others that I'm not so sure about finishing.

First up are my stragglers--the ones I've been dipping in and out of, a page here and there.  I enjoy them, so I just need to push everything aside and finish them.

The Girl Who Soared over Fairyland and Cut the Moon in Two by Cat Valente


Valente's prose is so dense and rich that I can't just gulp this down.  I'd get mental indigestion.  

The Name of the Wind by Pat Rothfuss


I admit it: this intimidates me.  It's thick and it's only the first one in a series.  And everyone loves it.  No pressure.  None at all.

Up next is the book I've been reading for what feels like forever (not really) and I'm only 20% done!

The Death and Life of Zebulon Finch, Vol. 1: At the Edge of Empire by Daniel Kraus (even the title is a mouthful!)


Evidently I'm supposed to start pitying this dead guy walking by the end of the book.  We'll see if Kraus can pull it off.

And the newbies ...

Get Dirty by Gretchen McNeil


I snagged this at ALA Midwinter and kind of forgot about it until the launch date of the book, which was yesterday.  Get Even, the first book, entertained me, but I didn't adore it.  But holy cliffhangers.

Zero World by Jason Hough


I got this on Netgalley and I'm wondering whether the comparisons to James S.A. Corey and John Scalzi are more than a little aspirational.  But you never know...

Finally, Black Widow Vol. 2: The Tightly Tangled Web by Edmonson and Noto


So far, the writing is meh but the artwork is stunning.


Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Rat Queens Vol. 2: The Far-Reaching Tentacles of N'Rygoth

Still very, very good--just not as brilliant as the first.  Warning: in this review be both spoilers and strange in-jokes from the works of H.P. Lovecraft.  Feel free to skip around.


Monday, June 15, 2015

The Burning Sky

You know how I usually say I don't like romance in books?  I mean, it's a general sentiment, but I do make exceptions.

This book--this glorious book--is one of those rare exceptions.


Saturday, June 13, 2015

Quick Review: Suicide Squad: Kicked in the Teeth (New 52)

This is my first Suicide Squad experience.  It was ... interesting.


I was a bit taken aback by the rapidity with which Squad members are dispatched ... then again, it is billed as a suicide mission every time they go out, so.  There's that.

The actual missions that the supervillains go on aren't really that compelling, but the group dynamics can be pretty fun.

Also, we really didn't need the full backstory for Harley yet again.  The authors are bringing in all of these other random baddies--it would have been nice to know their stories.  But no.  We get H.Q. redux number five bajillion.

Let's face it, I only read this for Harley Quinn.  For some reason King Shark seems really familiar, but I can't place where I first saw/read him.  I felt like going all Nimona and yelling "I'm a SHAAAARK!" but King Shark mostly just eats people.  I don't really know who Deadshot is (I haven't read every single comic ever, thanks), and I couldn't connect to him as either a villain or a hero-figure.

I'll continue with the series just to see where it goes.

Friday, June 12, 2015

Jack: The True Story of Jack and the Beanstalk

Maybe I should give middle-grade level books a bit of a rest for a while.  Sometimes I feel overloaded with a particular age range and have to read something completely different in order to shake everything back into place.

Jack: The True Story of Jack and the Beanstalk is by no means a bad book.  It's a very competent book.  But I didn't feel like it was something extraordinary.


Thursday, June 11, 2015

Throwback Thursday: 300

Since I'm still moseying through my books, I thought I'd post some throwback reviews that I'd done some time back, before I had this blog.  This was before I really thought

I still haven't seen 300, the movie, and I probably won't.  So what? Doesn't matter.  I wanted to read the source.  I did and ... eh.  N.B. This was written before I had a lot of comics reading under my belt, so it might be a bit harsh in areas.  I still think the artwork was confusing though, and don't feed me a a line about how it's chaotic war blah blah blah.


Wednesday, June 10, 2015

What I'm Reading Wednesday

I like this whole no-checkout thing!  I'm forced to shop my own bookshelves and it's great fun, except for the depressing parts when I start a book I've been anticipating reading for years and it turns out to be not so good.

What's in this week's rotation?

The Girl Who Soared over Fairyland and Cut the Moon in Two by Catherynne M. Valente



The Death and Life of Zebulon Finch, Vol. 1: At the Edge of Empire by Dan Kraus



Illuminae by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff


The Name of the Wind by Pat Rothfuss


To Kingdom Come by Will Thomas

I have no idea why Goodreads made this cover so wee.  Och, it is wee.


Apple and Rain

Right.  I have written three introductions to this review, trying to be all fancy-pants and eloquent and literary and so forth, but here's the bottom line: this disappointed me.

I've not read any of Sarah Crossan's other books, but I had the general impression that she was a well-reviewed, well-respected author.  So I did not hesitate to request Apple and Rain as an ARC.  She's a Carnegie-shortlisted author, so I figured this would be lovely and literary.


Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Black Hearts in Battersea

The strange algorithms of Amazon recommended a book to me a few years ago: The Wolves of Willoughby Chase by Joan Aiken.  I had never heard of it, but it seemed interesting enough.

That is an understatement.

The Wolves of Willoughby Chase is an unbelievably fun and charming book set in an alternate England, where James III rules, the Hanoverian Pretender plots to retake the throne, and wolves run amok over the isle of Britain.  No, I'm not being metaphorical: wolves, like in a pack, with sharp teeth and slashing claws and shaggy pelts.  The whole nine yards of wolves.

Plus cover art by Edward Gorey?  I'm in book nerd HEAVEN.
Black Hearts in Battersea is one of Aiken's Wolves books, but I wouldn't say you need to have read TWoWC first.  This book follows Simon, an orphan who befriended Bonnie and Sylvia, the protagonists of the first book.  After triumphing over evil, as one does in a charming novel such as this, he sets out for London to meet his friend, Dr. Field, and study painting, for which he has a rather astonishing talent.

Monday, June 8, 2015

The Scorpion Rules

Looking for a book like any other?  One with a love triangle and maybe an evil despot?  Or maybe one where a manic pixie dream girl gets a horrible disease and falls in love with someone and changes his life forever?

This is not that book.  This a YA book with guts and soul and vision.  This is a future that you might call a quiet nightmare of tyranny, or you might just call it inevitable.


Saturday, June 6, 2015

Black Unicorn

Several years ago, I purchased Black Unicorn and Gold Unicorn by Tanith Lee from a library booksale.  My friend ASquared, who adores fantasy and probably knows much more about classic canon authors than I do, had mentioned this author before.  And those poor unicorns languished on my shelf until this month, my kick-in-the-pants, read-what-you've-already-got month.

Can a book be lovely, silly, and heartbreaking all at once?  I believe so, because I just finished one, and it was called Black Unicorn.


Friday, June 5, 2015

Mark of the Thief

By all rights, I should have adored this.  It has so many components that I love: ancient Rome, mysteriously powerful tokens, the Greek/Roman pantheon, espionage, escape ... and yet.


Thursday, June 4, 2015

The Abominables

It pains me to say that I did not enjoy this.  So much so that I didn't even finish it.  I can only review what I've read, but even that makes me rather sad.

Whenever I find out that a book has been published posthumously, I feel rather sad.  Unless the manuscript was completely prepped and ready to go with a bow on top, what you are reading is not the purest vision of the author.  It's probably been filled in here and there by somebody else.

Huh, I just started thinking about that Nickelodeon show Ghostwriter, which I was not allowed to watch as a kid.  Did I miss much?

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Exceedingly Brief Review of an Even Briefer Relationship

I pretty much broke up with this book as soon as the main character, Arcadia, bemoaned her lack of a social life because her mom so inconveniently died.  "I've stepped into my mom's shoes while my own grow dusty in the back of my closet."  I do not think this is a character readers are supposed to intensely dislike, but I intensely disliked her.


This title is a departure for Doller, who normally does more contemporary YA romance.  Actually, wait, it's not.  Not really.  This is basically a contemporary YA romance trying really hard to be a thriller.  Now, if you know me (and even if you don't, listen up), woo-woo romance and I don't get along about 99% of the time.  There is that rare book that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy with the love story, but it doesn't come along too often.

In The Devil You Know, the premise is that a girl who's sick and tired of her home life goes on a spur-of-the-moment road trip with two strangers, one of whom is ... a killer!


The subtitle of this book is probably something like: Riding in Cars with Boys Who Kill.

Most of what I read dealt with the completely ON FIRE hotness (no smoldering here, guys, we go in straight for the kill) of not one, but two mysterious strangers.  I quickly tired of reading about their liquid eyes and so forth and so on.  Descriptions like:

"Matt.  I like his name.  I like the bony bump of his wrist below his brown leather watchband.  I like the barely-there sun freckles trailing across the bridge of his nose.  His dark hair curls out every which way from the bottom edge of his Red Sox ball cap.  If he took it off, there'd be an indentation in his hair, and I'm pretty sure I'd like that too ... He's so well made ... and my brain just dries up."

SO DID MINE, thanks!  Also, who finds dudes' wrists sexy?  That is one of the weirder sexy body part descriptions I've read.

"His maple syrup eyes and nearly black hair are close enough to Matt's that it's clear they fell from the same family tree ... My eyes travel back up to his nose, which sits off-kilter at the bridge as if it's been broken.  To his hair cropped to peach fuzz. To the corner of his mouth that lifts in a grin that acknowledges that I'm checking him out--and God, do I want to know him."

How does she know if his hair is "nearly black" if it's also "cropped to peach fuzz"?  It would probably look just black if it were that short.

And these descriptions just go on and on and Cadie keeps yapping about how her hormones are out of control and she wants ALL THE DUDES!  Not for me.

I received an ARC of this title from Netgalley.

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Renegade Catching Fire with Insurgents and Other Dystopian Ilk

I gave Wilkinson's first YA book, Reckoning, a pass, mostly because I liked the twist of the let's-revert-back-to-a-monarchy-at-Windsor conceit.  The villain was suitably vicious and downright twisted, and the rituals of this bizarre throwback monarchy were rather fascinating.  This fantasy-dystopia mashup was quite well done--at least in regards to atmosphere and world-building.  The rest, well.

The first book was excessively derivative of The Hunger Games and Divergent.  I also felt particularly bad for the heroine, Silver (so named because of the silver streak in her hair, because she is a speshul snowflake), because her Gale is named Opie Cotton, for goodness' sake, which I think beats out Peeta Mallark by miles and miles and miles.  You're dating little Ronnie Howard from The Andy Griffith Show.  That's all I can see.

Speaking of names, they're all a bit odd in this book.  Most of the characters have vaguely fantasy-ish names, or at least uncommon names.  So I had to laugh when I read this little paragraph: "I already know Imrin, Faith, Jela, Pietra, Bryony, and Hart before we escaped but there are five other Offerings with us who I don't really know.  One of the boys, Frank, asks where we are going."  Frank?  Frank doesn't really fit in with this whole woo-woo naming thing that's going on.  Then again, neither does Opie.

Anyway, when Silver gets to Windsor and realizes (SHOCKER!) that things are not what they seem 

she organizes a little breakout/rebellion with the super-hot guy, Imrin, that she's been forced to battle for the King's amusement.  (This part of the book was actually pretty fun).

Now they're free, and Silver's like, "Oh my!  We should have probably brought a change of clothes!  What are we gonna eat?  Oh, lookie!  An abandoned village!  Let us loot it!  No one will ever find us!"  She even admits it: "Between Imrin and myself, we managed to mastermind the escape but hand't planned what to do afterwards."  Pedantic note: shouldn't that be "Imrin and me"?

We get a lot of Speshul Snowflake lines like, "Mine [the thinkwatch] is the only one that still functions.  The countless times I took it apart, replaced bits and tinkered seem to have paid off," and "I am not sure why but somehow I know there is something useful beyond."

She also confides in a fellow escapee that she's got a guy at home, so don't tell the new boyfriend, mmkay?  I don't like you, Silver Blackthorne.  I skipped to the end and WOW!  Catching Fire, much?  This has a serious case of Second Book Syndrome.  (To be clear, I don't think Catching Fire had SBS, but I only fully appreciated it after a reread).

The synopsis also hints that they're not the first to have escaped the Evil Clutches of the Evil King, but I don't even know anymore.  I would have preferred a super-detailed, in-depth examination of the machinations at court and everybody manipulating everybody else.  I like that sort of claustrophobic setting.  Instead, Silver and Friends are running around the countryside, trying to figure out how to use the map she's magically uploaded to her watch and not get caught by Kingsmen (and now all I can see is Colin Firth, thank you very much indeed) and stress out about her "it's complicated" relationship status.

I saw some really great writing and worldbuilding in Reckoning, and I know that the author writes books for adults as well.  I just wish that he'd let go of all the typical YA tropes and do something totally unexpected.  Cool ideas following a well-trodden path of romantic dystopian archetypes just make me sad.

ARC received from NetGalley for review.

Monday, June 1, 2015

Challenge for June: Clear the Shelves

In the throes of insomnia this morning, I was going through my bookshelves.  So many things just sit on my shelf, hanging out way at the top of my to-read list, and I keep reaching for newer, shinier things.  So, I decided to challenge myself.

In June, I will read and review only things that are currently on my shelf, currently checked out to me, or currently on my Kindle as ARCs.  Preference will be given to things that I own.

This might cut back on the frequency of reviews, but I hope to make a substantial dent in my "books I'll totally read when I get around too it OOH LOOK SHINY NEW BOOK" pile.

You will probably be seeing reviews that I've scheduled in advance, though.