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Stephanie's books and other things

I like books. I like art. I have opinions.....you've been warned.

Currently reading

A Clash of Kings
George R.R. Martin
The Rich and the Rest of Us: A Poverty Manifesto
Tavis Smiley, Cornel West
The Wind Through the Keyhole (The Dark Tower, #4.5)
Stephen King, Jae Lee
Master Strokes: Watercolor: A Step-By-Step Guide to Using the Techniques of the Masters
Hazel Harrison
The Mad Art of Caricature!: A Serious Guide to Drawing Funny Faces
Tom Richmond (Illustrator)
Days of Blood & Starlight - Laini Taylor “Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love and dared to imagine a new way of living—one without massacres and torn throats and bonfires of the fallen, without revenants or bastard armies or children ripped from their mothers’ arms to take their turn in the killing and dying.

Once, the lovers lay entwined in the moon’s secret temple and dreamed of a world that was a like a jewel-box without a jewel—a paradise waiting for them to find it and fill it with their happiness.

This was not that world.”


Laini Taylor, you're good.....you're dark, but good. You write books with prettiest words portraying some of the darkest things I've read.

Days of Blood & Starlight lives up to it's predecessor Daughter of Smoke & Bone, which was not easy given how darn good it is.

Karou was mystery to herself and others, then one day she breaks a wishbone which she holds at one end while Akiva, a seraphim (who she loves), holds the other. Magically filled with all her memories of her past life, once broken she remembers everything. She now knows who, and what she is/was. She's Madrigal, a chimera, with the power to resurrect.

Karou makes some terrible monsters with purpose to make war on the seraphim, an enemy of the Chimera. The two have been at war with one another for as long as anyone can remember. Akiva and Madrigal had loved one another once, hope the two peoples could someday be at peace. It didn't end well.

A couple of quotes I liked.....

The Dark

“Take up a weapon and you become an instrument with as pure a purpose as the weapon itself: to find arteries and open them, limbs and sever them; to take what is alive and deliver it unto death.”

The Pretty

“She had said she didn’t feel fear, but it was a lie; this was her fear: being left alone. Because of one thing she was certain, and it was that she could never love, not like that. Trust a stranger with her flesh? The closeness, the quiet. She couldn’t imagine it. Breathing someone else’s breath as they breathed yours, touching someone, opening for them? The vulnerability of it made her flush. It would mean submission, letting down her guard, and she wouldn’t. Ever. Just the thought made her feel small and weak as a child...”

and the Pretty Funny

“Anyone who would wear all white like that clearly had issues. Just looking at him made her wish she had a paintball gun, but hell, you couldn’t pack for every eventuality.”