Yes, I am still around, but I haven‘t gotten a lot of reading done this week. It happens. What am I currently reading?
Ship of Destiny (Liveship Traders, #3)
by Robin Hobb
The third and last book of the LIveship Trader trilogy. Still reading the odd bit here and there. I think I am in chapter 8?
I like it, I am just a little over saturated with the whole thing. I am taking my time with this, as I am practically reading this trilogy back to back. I keep reading other, shorter books and novellas between chapters.
Continues seamlessly from the end of Mad Ship. The sailors on the ships have to put up with a lot of casual and pointless violence. It‘s bothersome, but maybe not far off the reality of sailors on the sailing ships of the past. I wonder if it‘s really necessary to have a mate on board who brutalized sailors to keep discipline. And I wished that Althea and the other characters in charge didn’t take that practice as a given. It makes me like Althea a little less.
Neanderthal Seeks Human (Knitting in the City, #1)
by Penny Reid (Goodreads Author), Jennifer Grace (Narrator)
There are three things you need to know about Janie Morris:
1) She is incapable of engaging in a conversation without volunteering TMTI (Too Much Trivial Information), especially when she is unnerved,
2) No one unnerves her more than Quinn Sullivan, and
3) She doesn’t know how to knit.
I thought this would be funny chicklit with lots of knitting, actually. Sigh. 3 hours to go on the audio, I can do it…. It‘s ok, at best. Very formulaic, not as funny as I had hoped. Predictable. Unsecure woman who thinks that she is not much to look at, but is perceived as gorgeous by others. Check. Blames herself for boyfriend cheating on her. Check. Is generally TSTL. Check. Really stupid. And Sir Sexy McHotpants is generally too touchy/grabby and unreasonably jealous. Oh well.
It took till chapter 12 until the story developed some interesting depth. Although, the fact that she does not get who he is until well past the middle of the book—it‘s so glaringly obvious, it is just such a lame gimmick. Sigh.
by GennaRose Nethercott
In the tradition of modern fairytales like American Gods and Spinning Silvercomes a sweeping epic rich in Eastern European folklore–a debut novel about the ancestral hauntings that stalk us, and the uncanny power of story.
Can‘t say much yet, I have only read the first chapter. My current NetGalley.