The Fear In Fiction

There are certain types of fiction that I automatically avoid – not out of a sense of morality or even preference, but because I know myself enough to know what will affect me. What will affect me in such a way as to leave me lying awake at night hiding my face under the covers and startling at my laundry basket, that with my glasses off, looks like a hunched-over figure in the dark.

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Friday Face-Off – Made for Each Other

This is my first time participating in the Friday Face-Off book tag started by Books By Proxy, with the most recent upcoming Friday Face-Off list at Lynn’s Books. This week’s theme is “Made for Each Other”, with the caveat to interpret that however you please. I chose to look at different covers of one of my favorite books, Crocodile on the Sandbank.

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Canceling the Noise

Whether you are trying to be a traditionally published author or self-publish, writers in today’s marketing world are often told that having a social media presence is key to selling their work. I’m not entirely against this assertion, and in some cases, many writers have Youtube channels, or Tik Toks, blogs, Instagrams, etc. that they put time and effort into, not because they have to, but because they want to.

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Deal With the Devil and The Devil You Know by Kit Rocha

What first caught my eye about this new series, other than the awesome cover, were the words “Mercenary Librarians”. As I read the concept behind the phrase I was intrigued by the idea of a dystopian world where, in that particular neighborhood, some of the only people willing to help the population were librarians – essentially -collecting, digitizing, and disbursing knowledge, literature, tools, and even food.

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Go Tell the Bees That I Am Gone by Diana Gabaldon

When you get to the 9th book of a series you have already spent hours with the characters, the story, and in some way the author. You feel like you’re coming home, even if “home” is a strange, half-familiar echo of the past with some murder and time-travelling and brave Scots fighting for their new home thrown in.

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Reader Depression

As someone who suffers from both reader depression and depression depression (sometimes together, sometimes separately) the difference between the two can seem acute. Reader depression really only affects my reader life. Depression, in the original sense of the word, affects every aspect of my life, including my reader life.

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When Your Plans Go Awry

I was last on here caroling my new beginnings in my reading life and with making goals and plans. What should be surprising to absolutely no one, is that my well-meant intentions faced against some harsh realities – time, my propensity to procrastinate, and my unerring tendency to embody “out of sight, out of mind”.

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The Library Haul With Intent

Last night I made a stop at one of my favorite places in the world: the library. Did I need to check out more books? Absolutely not. I already had a bagful out, but I couldn’t help myself, upon returning some books, to beeline toward the shelves and pick up a few more.

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Werewolves, Vampires, and Ghosts, But No Female Friendships

In my last Bookish Ramble I mentioned I would write about the lack of female friendships in urban fantasy.

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Marble Men and Waitresses With a Deathwish

Reading Dead Until Dark again was an experience. I think I was 19 or so when I first read the series – after giving up on the show when the plot got lost under all that vampire sex – and now, at 33, I wanted to re-visit it again.

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