April 30, 2018

Most Anticipated May 2018 Releases

Another month is here and with it, another list of the books I'm most excited for, plus a few I've already read.

Waiting For

1. The Length of a String by Elissa Brent Weissman (5/1/18)
I'm always looking for more Jewish and adoption stories because I appreciate the new perspectives they provide.

2. Love & Luck by Jenna Evans Welch (5/8/18)
I mostly enjoyed Welch's Love & Gelato, and I didn't realize this was a companion sequel, not just an unrelated book with the same cover/title theme.

3. Game of Secrets by Kim Foster (5/15/18)
Historical fiction with super powers!

4. Driving by Starlight by Anat Deracine (5/22/18)
I  promise it's not just the gorgeous cover drawing me to this book. This one has been floating under the radar, but it's set in Saudi Arabia, which is different for YA fiction.

5. Listen to Your Heart by Kasie West (5/29/18)
I'm always gonna read Kasie's books. I'm also glad she's starting to write diverse love interests.

6. My So-Called Bollywood Life by Nisha Sharma (5/15/18)
This book has been on my TBR since the fall of 2014, so you'd better believe I'm hype for it.

7. The Way You Make Me Feel by Maurene Goo (5/8/18)
I actually have an e-galley of this one that I plan to get to very, very soon.

Already Read - You Should, Too!

1. Royals by Rachel Hawkins
Good harmless fun.

What May 2018 releases are you looking forward to the most?

April 27, 2018

Random Friday: Books with One-Word Titles

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If a book is going to have a one-word title, that word has to pack quite a punch so that it stands out from the rest of the bunch. Do you think these titles do the job?

1. Starfish by Akemi Dawn Bowman

2. Rook by Sharon Cameron

3. Tumbling by Caela Carter

4. Splintered by A.G. Howard

5. Noteworthy by Riley Redgate

6. Illusive by Emily Lloyd-Jones

7. Devoted by Jennifer Mathieu

8. Pride by Ibi Zoboi

9. Wildflower by Alecia Whitaker

10. Heartless by Marissa Meyer

Do you prefer books with short titles or long titles?

April 25, 2018

OMG That Song Book Tag

In looking for post ideas, I searched for various book tags because those are quick, fun, and easy. I found this one over at The Book Nut, and they found it on YouTube where a lot of book tags seem to originate. This tag blends music and books, which is different and fun. But anyways, let's get started!

My Jam: A song you have to listen to no matter how many times you've heard it and a book you'll never get sick of.
Song: "The Secret Life of Daydreams" from the Pride & Prejudice soundtrack.
Book: either The Only Thing Worse Than Me Is You by Lily Anderson or Foolish Hearts by Emma Mills.

Throwback: A song that reminds you of the most cringe-worthy time in your life and a book you read that you wouldn’t like if you read it now.
Song: Anything by Hannah Montana, lol.
Book: The Midnight Thief by Livia Blackburne
One of my favorite fantasies when I first read it, but my taste has definitely evolved, and I know I wouldn't enjoy it anymore.

Replay: A recent song you have on repeat and a recent favorite book.
Song: I've really gotten into Kelly Clarkson's song "Love So Soft." Also Sugarland's new song "Babe." (Because of Taylor Swift of course.)
Book: I haven't had a lot of favorites yet this year! (Sadly.) So my most recent favorite was back at the beginning of March:
The Queen's Rising by Rebecca Ross
Here's hoping I'll find some new favorites very soon!

Gets me: A song that is literally me and a book that is me in prose form.
Song: I don't know...I'm tempted to go with "For Emma" by Bon Iver, just because it has my name in the title.
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I like to say that The Names They Gave UsTash Hearts Tolstoy, and Since You've Been Gone are the books of my heart, if that counts.

WUT: A weird song that you liked anyways and a unique book that stuck out to you for some reason.
Song: "It's Raining Men" by The Weather Girls. Mostly because my dorm's RAs and RD performed it last year for a lip sync battle, and now their performance is permanently embedded in my brain.
Book: Dear Martin by Nic Stone. Its subject matter isn't necessarily unique, but the way its told is.

Let's Go: Pick your best pump-up song and a book that inspires you.
Song: "This Is the New Year" - the Glee cast version. I have a playlist that's called "2018 Will Be My Year," and this was one of the first songs I put on the playlist.
Eliza and Her Monsters by Francesca Zappia

Chill: Your best chill or relaxing song and a book you'd curl up with on a rainy day.
Song: "Cologne" by Haux or "Guiding Light" by Foy Vance and Ed Sheeran.
The Language of Thorns by Leigh Bardugo

Addicting: A guilty pleasure song and a light, trashy read you can't help but love.
Song: Lol, let's just say 80s music in general.
Book: I don't tend to read trashy books, tbh. I read a lot of light, fluffy stories, though, so I'm gonna list one of those instead. (And here's your daily reminder that fluffy, commercial books have just as much value as literary stories.)
The Upside of Unrequited by Becky Albertalli

Nostalgia: A throwback song that you think fondly of and a book you read and loved when you were young.
Song: "This Will Be (An Everlasting Love)" by Natalie Cole. I hear it and immediately think of The Parent Trap
Book: Ooh, there's so many. But I'm gonna go with Ellie's Chance to Dance by Alexandra Moss.

Feel free to do this tag, too, if you like! Or let me know if you have a book tag you think  I should do.

April 23, 2018

Review: Royals

Royals by Rachel Hawkins
Grade: B
Release date: May 1, 2018
Summary: Meet Daisy Winters. She’s an offbeat sixteen-year-old Floridian with mermaid-red hair; a part time job at a bootleg Walmart, and a perfect older sister who’s nearly engaged to the Crown Prince of Scotland. Daisy has no desire to live in the spotlight, but relentless tabloid attention forces her to join Ellie at the relative seclusion of the castle across the pond. 

While the dashing young Miles has been appointed to teach Daisy the ropes of being regal, the prince’s roguish younger brother kicks up scandal wherever he goes, and tries his best to take Daisy along for the ride. The crown–and the intriguing Miles–might be trying to make Daisy into a lady . . . but Daisy may just rewrite the royal rulebook to suit herself.

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly: Royal-mania is hitting YA again. Of course The Princess Diaries is the most notable YA instance of royalty in a contemporary setting, but ever since Prince William and Catherine married, royalty (in real and made up countries) pops up every now and then. This trope can be tricky, but I think Royals succeeded where last year's offering, Prince in Disguise, failed. 
I think this mainly had to do with Rachel Hawkins's writing. It felt more polished and like she was taking herself seriously, while also being like, "Look this book isn't very serious. But you'll have loads of fun reading it." And I did. It was trope-y as heck, but I hardcore shipped Daisy and Miles. The only character I really didn't like was the queen, because she felt just too stereotypical. But I enjoyed Daisy and Ellie's parents - they definitely had personalities - and I loved Daisy's friendship with Isa.
I also appreciated that there wasn't unnecessary drama, something I think Prince in Disguise had too much of.
There was a little foul language, some underage drinking (although I guess for some of the characters it wasn't underage in Scotland), and some sexual innuendos. 

The Verdict: Everything I wanted Prince in Disguise to be.

Will I be adding this book to my library?: I think so.

April 22, 2018

Rewind & Review #108

~In case you hadn't seen on Facebook or Twitter, I got an internship!! I'm going to be with Bloomsbury Children's managing editorial this summer, and I am ecstatic. It's been a little over a week since I found out, and I still can't believe it. This summer is going to be such a scary, amazing adventure.
~I now have one week of classes left. Yes, I am screaming internally.

Books I Received for Review
Pride by Ibi Zoboi
For a Muse of Fire by Heidi Heilig (from HarperCollins via Edelweiss)

Books I Bought
Emergency Contact by Mary H.K. Choi

Books I Read
The Astonishing Color of After by Emily X.R. Pan
Children of Blood and Bone by Tomi Adeyemi (4 stars)

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April 21, 2018

Sky in the Deep Blog Tour

The Book


Raised to be a warrior, seventeen-year-old Eelyn fights alongside her Aska clansmen in an ancient rivalry against the Riki clan. Her life is brutal but simple: fight and survive. Until the day she sees the impossible on the battlefield—her brother, fighting with the enemy—the brother she watched die five years ago.

Faced with her brother's betrayal, she must survive the winter in the mountains with the Riki, in a village where every neighbor is an enemy, every battle scar possibly one she delivered. But when the Riki village is raided by a ruthless clan thought to be a legend, Eelyn is even more desperate to get back to her beloved family.

She is given no choice but to trust Fiske, her brother’s friend, who sees her as a threat. They must do the impossible: unite the clans to fight together, or risk being slaughtered one by one. Driven by a love for her clan and her growing love for Fiske, Eelyn must confront her own definition of loyalty and family while daring to put her faith in the people she’s spent her life hating.

The Author

Adrienne Young is a born and bred Texan turned California girl. She is a foodie with a deep love of history and travel and a shameless addiction to coffee. When she’s not writing, you can find her on her yoga mat, scouring antique fairs for old books, sipping wine over long dinners, or disappearing into her favorite art museums. She lives with her documentary filmmaker husband and their four little wildlings beneath the West Coast sun.

The Excerpt

“I saw him. I saw Iri.
He wrapped the torn cloth around my arm, tying it tight. What are you talking about?”
I pushed his hands from me, crying. “Listen to me! Iri was
here! I saw him!
His hands finally stilled, confusion lighting in his eyes. “I was fighting a man. He was about to . . . I shuddered,
remembering how close to death I’d come—closer than I’d ever been. “Iri came out of the fog and saved me. He was with the Riki. I stood, taking his hand and pulling him toward the tree line. We have to find him!
But my father stood like a stone tucked into the earth. His face turned up toward the sky, his eyes blinking against the sunlight.
“Do you hear me? Iri’s alive!” I shouted, holding my arm against my body to calm the violent throbbing around the gash.
His eyes landed on me again, tears gathered at the cor- ners like little white flames. “Sigr. He sent Iri’s soul to save you, Eelyn.
What? No.
“Iri’s made it to Sólbjǫrg. His words were frightening and delicate, betraying a tenderness my father never showed. He stepped forward, looking down into my eyes with a smile. “Sigr has favored you, Eelyn.
Mýra stood behind him, her green eyes wide beneath her unraveling auburn braids.
“But—” I choked. “I saw him.

“You did. A single tear rolled down my father’s rough cheek and disappeared into his beard. He pulled me into him, wrapping his arms around me, and I closed my eyes, the pain in my arm so great now that I could hardly feel my hand.
I blinked, trying to understand. I had seen him. He was
We will make a sacrifice tonight. He let me go before he pressed his hands to my face again. “I don’t think Ive ever heard you scream for me like that. You scared me, sváss. A laugh was buried deep in his chest.
“I’m sorry, I murmured. “I just . . . I thought . . .
He waited for me to meet his eyes again. “His soul is at peace. Your brother saved your life today. Be happy. He clapped a hand against my good arm, nearly knocking me down.
I wiped at my wet cheeks with the palm of my hand, turn- ing from the faces that were still watching me. There were very few times I’d cried in front of my clansmen. It made me feel small. Weak, like the early winter grass beneath our boots.
I sniffed back the tears, piecing my face back together as my father nodded in approval. It was what he had taught me—to be strong. To steel myself. He turned back to the field, getting to work, and I followed with Mýra, trying to smooth my ragged breath. To hush the waves crashing in my head. We walked toward our camp, collecting the weapons of fallen Aska warriors along the way. I watched my father

from the corner of my eye, still unable to shake Iri’s face from my mind.
My feet stopped at the edge of a puddle and I looked at my reflection. Dirt spattered across my angled face and neck. Blood dried in long, golden braids. Eyes a frozen blue, like Iri’s. I sucked in a breath, looking up to the thin white clouds brushed across the sky to keep another tear from falling.
“Here,” Mýra called to me from where she was crouched over an Aska woman. She was lying on her side, eyes open and arms extended like she was reaching for us.
I carefully unbuckled her belt and scabbard, piling them with the others before I started on the armor vest. “Did you know her?”
“A little. Mýra reached down to close the woman’s eyes with her fingertips. She gently brushed the hair back from her face before she began, the words coming softly. “Aska, you have reached your journey’s end.
In the next breath, I joined with her, saying the ritual words we knew by heart. We ask Sigr to accept your soul into Sólbjǫrg, where the long line of our people hold torches on the shadowed path.
My voice faded, letting Mýra speak first. Take my love to my father and my sister. Ask them to keep watch for me. Tell them my soul follows behind you.
I closed my eyes as the prayer found a familiar place on my tongue. Take my love to my mother and my brother. Ask them to keep watch for me. Tell them my soul follows behind you.

I swallowed down the lump in my throat before I opened my eyes and looked down into the womans peaceful face one more time. I hadn’t been able to say the words over Iri’s body the way I had when my mother died, but Sigr had taken him anyway.
“Have you ever seen something like that before?” I whis- pered. “Something that wasn’t real?”
Mýra blinked. “It was real. Iri’s soul is real.
“But he was older—a man. He spoke to me. He touched
me, Mýra.
She stood, shifting an armful of axes up onto her shoul- der. “I was there that day, Eelyn. Iri died. I saw it with my own eyes. That was real.” It was the same battle that took Mýra’s sister. We’d been friends before that day, but we hadn’t really needed each other until then.
I remembered it so clearly—the picture of him like a re- flection on ice. Iri’s lifeless body at the bottom of the trench. Lying across the perfect white snow, blood seeping out around him in a melted pool. I could still see his blond hair fanned out around his head, his empty eyes wide open and staring into nothing.
“I know.
Mýra reached up, squeezing my shoulder. “Then you know it wasn’t Iri—not his flesh.
I nodded, swallowing hard. I prayed for Iri’s soul every day. If Sigr had sent him to protect me, he really was in Sólbjǫrgour people’s final sunset. “I knew he would make it. I breathed through the tightness in my throat.

We all did. A small smile lifted on her lips.
I looked back down to the woman lying between us. We would leave her as she was—as she died—with honor. Like we did with all our fallen warriors.
Like we’d left Iri.
Was he as handsome as he was before?” Mýra’s smile turned wry as her eyes flickered back up to meet mine.
“He was beautiful,” I whispered.