All In was some serious fun reading. Straight up, all action, no fluff. I was worried when I requested this on NetGalley, because I detest watching poker on television. All the boring that’s on ESPN2 is gone from this story. Did I mention it was all action? All In is Leverage meets Rounders. And let me tell you, Cassie Ireland is an awesome protagonist. I liked her more than Jake Carter. Strong female characters are becoming more prevalent, but still lacking in modern literature. I really liked All In and I'm holding five stars.
It’s time to reveal a secret: I didn’t know what Vengeance Road was about or where it took place. I only knew that the very talented Erin Bowman wrote it, and it was gonna be an awesome western. I sometimes like westerns. It’s kinda hit-or-miss. I saw VR on NetGalley, and was all “mine!”
Armada was a great read. I hadn’t read Ready Player One, so I only knew that everyone seemed to like Ernest Cline. First, lets talk about the dust jacket for Armada. I’m glad I received the hardcover from Blogging For Books. Opposite of the cover is a blueprint of the Sobrukai Glaive. Although my dust jacket was folded weird, I usually remove it before reading anyway. The blueprint is pretty cool, and if you’re a super nerd, it’s suitable for framing.
The Zeuorian Awakening had a lot of issues. First, like a lot of self-published books, there was a lack of editing. Missing words, incorrect tense usage, and verbosity permeated. It tried to be a kinda sci-fi, maybe paranormal romance, sorta mystery, but it doesn’t seem to rock any of those genres.
The odd computer-generated cover caused me pause when I saw it on Blogging For Books, but I’m a fan of some historical fiction, so I decided to give it a shot. Mary Handley would fit in just fine in today’s society, but in the 19th century, she would’ve been considered brash, abrupt, and definitely not lady-like.
I read book two of TOADS – The Ancillary after the author sent me a copy after my review of book one (TOADS SOP) I hadn’t cared for the ending of book one. While the TOADS series doesn’t end with The Ancillary, I definitely liked the ending better than SOP.
Bradstreet Gate was a difficult book to read. There was plenty of stuff happening, and the writing is excellent. The non-linear storytelling was nothing new, and this reading didn’t offer any new insights to the craft or of storytelling.
I love a good space opera. Tammy Salyer combines that with a dystopian totalitarian government akin to the Union of Allied Planets from the awesome TV series, Firefly.
When I saw this on NetGalley, the bold cover and use of negative space intrigued me. The blurb is excellent, with just enough information for me to want to read to see what happens. And down the rabbit hole I read.
I requested a review copy from NetGalley, since the blurb sounded interesting. The wording was a mix of US English and UK English. I was able to discern what was going on with unfamiliar words and slang from context clues, but I did have to read more than a few sentences more than once to figure it out.
When you read a certain kind of book, there are expectations. The author has to work hard to meet those expectations, and it is great when the author challenges those expectations.
I enjoyed Starfire, by Paul Preuss. It does drift into ‘hard’ sci-fi, but over all, it was an easy read, and ‘soft’ sci-fi fans won’t get bored.
I’d never read any of the Jeff Lindsay Dexter books. I enjoyed the television series, but never ventured into the books the series was based on. I was hesitant to read the last book in the series without reading any of the previous, especially knowing that television series and the books they’re based on are often divergent.
I absolutely loved The Ugly Stepsister, by Aya Ling.
I was already a Maia Sepp fan from reading The Migraine Mafia. When I saw that An Etiquette Guide to the End Times was available, I put it on my TBR list, but never followed through. When Wake popped up as available on my NetGalley dashboard, I knew I had to get it and read it right away.
The epic conclusion of the Heartland Trilogy floored me like a punch from Mike Tyson in his prime. Books one and two seemed to move along steadily. In book three, Wendig must’ve pressed the button and injected nitrous oxide leaving me with a surge of speed akin to the wheelie-popping scene from Fast and Furious.