• Pub Day Picks // July 14, 2020

    Happy Publishing Day to all the new books out in the world! I’m so excited to bring back this blog series and highlight some of the books publishing. Of course, this doesn’t have an extensive overview of every book publishing, but I wanted to share what I’m excited about and what’s been on my radar. I hope you enjoy these picks and let me know if you’re excited for any of them either!

    Today I’m sharing with you just three books. I think with the pandemic many books have pushed their release dates, so not as many books are publishing this summer. However, I think this is only the start of the wave and we’ll be seeing more books soon! Here’s what I’m excited for today:

    The Extraordinaries by TJ Klune

    the extraordinariesI just posted my book review for this wonderful YA novel and I have to admit, I’m such a fan. But I’ll need to get on with buying a physical copy of this book for my bookcase. Here’s more about the book:

    Some people are extraordinary. Some are just extra. TJ Klune’s YA debut, The Extraordinaries, is a queer coming-of-age story about a fanboy with ADHD and the heroes he loves.

    Nick Bell? Not extraordinary. But being the most popular fanfiction writer in the Extraordinaries fandom is a superpower, right?

    After a chance encounter with Shadow Star, Nova City’s mightiest hero (and Nick’s biggest crush), Nick sets out to make himself extraordinary. And he’ll do it with or without the reluctant help of Seth Gray, Nick’s best friend (and maybe the love of his life).

    Rainbow Rowell’s Fangirl meets Marissa Meyer’s Renegades in TJ Klune’s YA debut.

    Find The Extraordinaries on Bookshop.org

    Utopia Avenue by David Mitchell

    utopia aveI’m not sure exactly when I became a fan of David Mitchell’s, but I am. I’m a huge fan of his twisty topsy-turvy stories mixing in literary with science fiction and the like. However, this book is not that. In fact, this book is about a band called Utopia Avenue and the hijinks they got into during their hey day. I absolutely love stories about bands especially set during the 1960s and 1970s. While I wasn’t a big fan of Daisy Jones and the Six, I feel like this will be a good alternative to that especially set in London (swinging 60s London to be precise). Here’s more about the book:

    Utopia Avenue are the strangest British band you’ve never heard of. Emerging from London’s psychedelic scene in 1967 and fronted by folksinger Elf Holloway, guitar demigod Jasper de Zoet and blues bassist Dean Moss, Utopia Avenue released only two LPs during its brief and blazing journey from the clubs of Soho and draughty ballrooms to Top of the Pops and the cusp of chart success, to glory in Amsterdam, prison in Rome and a fateful American fortnight in the autumn of 1968.

    David Mitchell’s new novel tells the unexpurgated story of Utopia Avenue; of riots in the streets and revolutions in the head; of drugs, thugs, madness, love, sex, death, art; of the families we choose and the ones we don’t; of fame’s Faustian pact and stardom’s wobbly ladder. Can we change the world in turbulent times, or does the world change us? Utopia means ‘nowhere’ but could a shinier world be within grasp, if only we had a map?

    Find Utopia Avenue on Bookshop.org

    Running by Natalia Sylvester

    runningI’m a huge fan of Natalia Sylvester. I read her book Everyone Knows You Go Home a few years back and fell in love with her storytelling and writing style. I’m so excited to be reading her YA novel, Running, which talks about family, politics, and what happens when you stop seeing your parents as heroes. I have to admit, the synopsis got me. I love complex family stories as much as the next person and this one sounds really up there. I MUST READ! Here’s more about the book:

    When fifteen-year-old Cuban American Mariana Ruiz’s father runs for president, Mari starts to see him with new eyes. A novel about waking up and standing up, and what happens when you stop seeing your dad as your hero—while the whole country is watching.

    In this thoughtful, authentic, humorous, and gorgeously written novel about privacy, waking up, and speaking up, Senator Anthony Ruiz is running for president. Throughout his successful political career he has always had his daughter’s vote, but a presidential campaign brings a whole new level of scrutiny to sheltered fifteen-year-old Mariana and the rest of her Cuban American family, from a 60 Minutes–style tour of their house to tabloids doctoring photos and inventing scandals. As tensions rise within the Ruiz family, Mari begins to learn about the details of her father’s political positions, and she realizes that her father is not the man she thought he was.

    But how do you find your voice when everyone’s watching? When it means disagreeing with your father—publicly? What do you do when your dad stops being your hero? Will Mari get a chance to confront her father? If she does, will she have the courage to seize it?

    Find Running on Bookshop.org

  • The Extraordinaries by TJ Klune // Book Review

    If you’re the type of person who’s been waiting to be a Sailor Solider since you were 15 years old, then this is the book for you. Because I was that girl who stood on my parents bed watching Sailor Moon every afternoon and pretending that my magic pen will transform me into an evil-fighting superhero.

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    Doesn’t every nerdy person go through this phase of their life? I might still be going through this phase. Just waiting for a black cat with a crescent on her forehead to tell me I’m the descendants of moon people and I’m a princess.

    The Extraordinaries is that life except in a world where superheroes actually exist. The story of a young kid named Nick Bell who truly wants to be like his favorite superheroes, extraordinary. If you’ve ever wanted to be a superhero as a kid, then you will resonate so hard with this book. But the one difference is that Nick Bell isn’t extraordinary. He’s just…ordinary. Well, ordinary as can be.

    This is my first TJ Klune and I’m impressed beyond impressed. I loved the inclusion in this story. When Klune said he wanted to write stories representing queerness accurately and positively, he most definitely delivered. This story was all about queer joy; having a father who accepts you wholeheartedly, having a friend group who also represents facets of the LGBTQIA+ community, being yourself without the disguises or the masks, feeling freedom to be goofy or fun or serious. Aside from a few comments on Nick’s fan-fiction being “too gay,” it really felt like this world TJ Klune built was made for everyone. Honestly, it felt like Nova City didn’t even know what “hetero-normative” means.

    And the story was so interesting. Nick was so intent on becoming an Extraordinary. He considered microwaving crickets and jumped into a river of raw sewage in hopes of it transforming his body. This was the main plot of the story, but not the only thing happening. I loved the hard conversations on what it means to be a superhero; the number of crimes you have to fight against and still being persecuted as a vigilante who does more harm than good. I loved that this story wasn’t just a die-hard fan wanting to be a superhero, but really talks about the consequences and hardships of being a superhero as well. In so many ways we all hope to have magic, but as we all know, magic always comes with a price.

    There were so many moments when I was laughing my butt off. The laughable moments reminded me of when I was a teenager and trying to navigate the ordinaryness of life while hoping to become something extraordinary. The serious moments were very serious. I listened to this book on audio and even the narrator does justice to these scenes making sure to lower the volume of his voice, sound somber as Nick reminisced about his mother.

    There were also so many cringe-worthy teenager moments that reverted me back to my 16-year-old self. It was all the nostalgia of being a big ass nerd with my close friend group and truly believing that I can become a superhero. Ugh, even his nervousness with finally being in front of his crush, Shadow Star, was so powerfully awkward. I was crumbling into a little ball with Nick.

    You also see a lot of Nick’s ADHD. It’s not only in the actions he takes, but the internal dialogue TJ Klune gives our main character. I liked that it wasn’t a throwaway point. It wasn’t just added in for the sake of being added, but it was such a part of Nick’s personality. There were even moments when his father asked if he took his pill. I liked that continuity in the story.

    One thing I was frustrated by was that Nick was so clueless. This isn’t a difficult book (in terms of fantasy and world building) and TJ Klune gives you a lot of clues leading to the conclusion and ending. It really boggled me that Nick didn’t see it, but his friends did. And the readers will definitely figure it out before Nick does too.

    I will say that listening to this audiobook has its pitfalls. There are moments when Nick and his friends are all talking at once and I couldn’t differentiate who was saying what. I don’t think it was the narrator’s fault, but the book just being a storm of dialogue. I will say that the narrator does an amazing job bringing life to Nick. He has pauses, whispers lines, and really embodies the main character.

    Overall, I absolutely loved this book. It reminded me of what it was like being a teenager who wanted fantasy to become a reality. And Nick Bell lives in a world where the fantasy is a reality. It’s inclusive, funny, serious, and a little brave. I wish more books like this existed in the world.

    I received a copy of this book from Libro.fm for free. My opinions have not been influenced by the publisher or the author.

  • Cinderella is Dead by Kalynn Bayron // Book Review

    When I first heard about Cinderella is Dead, I thought this would be another Cinderella retelling with a person of color at the forefront of the story. However, what we got was something way different and I truly appreciate Kalynn Bayron’s creativity in weaving this story.

    Here’s more about the book (from Goodreads)

    It’s 200 years after Cinderella found her prince, but the fairy tale is over. Teen girls are now required to appear at the Annual Ball, where the men of the kingdom select wives based on a girl’s display of finery. If a suitable match is not found, the girls not chosen are never heard from again.

    Sixteen-year-old Sophia would much rather marry Erin, her childhood best friend, than parade in front of suitors. At the ball, Sophia makes the desperate decision to flee, and finds herself hiding in Cinderella’s mausoleum. There, she meets Constance, the last known descendant of Cinderella and her step sisters. Together they vow to bring down the king once and for all–and in the process, they learn that there’s more to Cinderella’s story than they ever knew . . .

    This fresh take on a classic story will make readers question the tales they’ve been told, and root for girls to break down the constructs of the world around them.

    My Thoughts

    I really loved that this wasn’t a retelling of Cinderella, but a post-Cinderella world where the tale has been made into laws. It’s extremely patriarchal bordering on Handmaid’s Tale level of government. I also loved how Bayron turns Cinderella’s story into something completely different. It went from being a fairy tale to a full-blown fantasy novel. While there wasn’t a lot of world building, I assumed we’re suppose to use what we already know about Cinderella’s story to color the gaps in this world. However, I would have loved to see more world building here. Not a big deal, but something to note.

    But the surprises were very eye opening. I think many of the twists and turns in this book kept me reading. I wanted to know how it all ends and Bayron definitely provides it for you. I wish I can provide those, but I won’t. They would spoil this book and the creativity Bayron put into changing Cinderella’s story.

    I also loved the message. This story definitely has that defiant feeling of the young voices of 2020. It felt seriously relevant to what’s happening right now. Sophia’s determination to end this for herself and others hopefully will stoke the flames of progress and change in our reality.

    However, there were a few things I wasn’t a fan of. First, this book moved quickly. Much of the ending was wrapped up in a few sentences than showing the battles of naysayers who don’t want things to change vs people working to overrule the current laws. I would have loved to see that.

    Everything was also easy and convenient for Sophia. She had the tools she needed at times when it was difficult. She just stumbled across different rooms within the castle when she finally was inside. She somehow uncovered something without having to look too hard. It was too Mary Sue and I’m just not a fan of that trope. I want there to be some difficulty. I want there to be some reflection and deep thinking into what she’s about to accomplish. I wanted her to fail a few times just so that she can get up and keep trying.

    The last thing I wanted to mention was Sophia’s love story. I feel like Sophia’s love story with her friend was put on the back burner. I thought there would be a more Sapphic romance in this book, but it felt a little neglected.

    Overall, I thought this was an entertaining read with a deep message for us to take away. I loved the spin on Cinderella as I love any re-imaginings of fairy tales and folklore. Despite its issues, I really enjoyed it and truly just wanted more from this story than what was provided.

    I received a copy of this book from Bloomsbury YA for free in exchange for an honest review. My opinions have not been influenced by the publisher or the author.

     

     

     

  • I Read All The Hugo Award Nominated Books

    …in two categories.

    Back in April, I decided I would dedicate my time to reading the Hugo Award nominated books from two categories; the Novels and Novellas. I wish I could have read all of the stories, but I am a simple human and didn’t want to be beholden to too many books especially when there’s other books to read and review. So I decided just these two categories will be enough for me.

    Let me first start off by saying this was most definitely a challenge. Not only was I reading six extremely big and unapologetic sci-fi novels, but then I was reading five novelas that were small but mighty in their story power. Sheesh! The other challenge was that I didn’t own most of the books in these categories and being on a big old book buying ban, I didn’t want to buy them either. So I borrowed all of them from the library. Some had much longer wait times than others, so I was getting them in slowly and then all at once.

    Each book was a completely different world to immerse yourself in. Each of these authors deserves some sort of medal for writing these stories. I’m honestly impressed with these nominees and I will be reading more from each of these authors in the future. Aside from Gideon the Ninth and Becky Chambers, I had never read any of these books or authors.

    So the rules of my book challenge was to read all the books from the Novel category and 5/6 of the stories from the Novellas category. I didn’t end up reading In An Absent Dream by Seanan McGuire because it was a story in the middle of a series. While everyone told me that it’s fine to read this one because they’re standalone, I’m not the kind of person who’s reading books out of order. I must read the other books first and that’s my credo. Live by it. Die by it. So I didn’t read all the books from the Novella category, but I figured Seanan McGuire was also nominated for the Novel category so I did that.

    Then I read the books. Phew! I went to space. I went to January. I went through two doors with a girl named January. I was in a parallel universe. I had a twin. I went to Alternate Cairo. I swam with mermaids who were born from the pregnant enslaved Africans who were thrown overboard from their ships. I played chess. I turned into a ball of light. I was an ambassador from a mining town. I died for my necromancer. I lost a friend in a time war.

    All of these are elements from the stories I read. They were all complex and engrossing. Each of them brought something interesting to the table. I wasn’t a fan of maybe two of the stories, but the rest were ::chef’s kiss:: So let’s finally get down to my own personal choices for a Hugo Award…

    INTRO MUSIC

    VO: Folks of the science fiction and fantasy universe, welcome to Simone’s Personal Hugo Awards! [wait for applause]. With your host, Simone and Her Books!

    ENTER SIMONE. SHE’S WEARING SOME KNOCK OUT DRESS WITH SEQUINS AND MAYBE A TENTACLE AND SOME SORT OF HEADDRESS THAT’S MADE OF STARDUST AND ALCHEMY.

    Simone: Thank you so much! I’m so happy to be here to host my very own Hugo Awards! [pause for applause]. This year’s nominees all brought some interesting ideas to the table. Other worlds, parallel dimensions, monstrous beings, and mermaids alike! There was no end to the massive creativity and breathtaking life these authors put into their work. I’m so honored and privileged to have read these books and share these books with you all.

    But without further ado, let’s re-introduce the nominees.

    For the Novel category, our nominees are:

    The winner for best novel is…

    [DRUM ROLL]

    Middlegame by Seanan McGuire

    Middlegame is a book I can’t get out of my head. Twisting and turning, the story of Roger and Dodger was so complex and well thought out I was breathless by the end. It truly was the most magical urban fantasy I’ve ever read in my life. Using alchemy as its main source of magic, Roger and Dodger were a set of twins created by a man who believed concepts in our reality can be personified into real people. However, they’re not perfect beings and split from each other at birth, it was only time that would eventually bring these two together. This book was so genius (in my opinion) that there’s even a book of the book within the book. MIND BLOWN. I cannot wait to read Over the Woodward Wall (out later this year) and I’m most definitely a lifetime fan of Seanan McGuire.

    Simone: That was quite beautiful, don’t you think? And now onto the nominees for the Novella category:

    The winner for best novella is…

    [DRUM ROLL]

    The Deep by Rivers Solomon

    Honestly, this was a tie between To Be Taught, If Fortunate and The Deep. The reason why I’m giving it to The Deep is because while TBTIF was a very straightforward space opera, The Deep went even further with the story Rivers Solomon creates.

    First off, the story is based off a song by clipping. It talks about a world where the enslaved African women who were pregnant on the African slave ships were tossed overboard. Their children were born in the ocean growing gills and fins and learning to live in the deep. Rivers Solomon brings to life Yetu, a young woman who’s sole responsibility is to keep all the memories and history of her people. Every year, she would unleash these memories to her underwater tribe and they would all remember where they came from. But Yetu wanted more than just a life as a living history book. So she runs away searching for her identity when she comes across a little island off the coast of Africa.

    While the story itself is pretty short (it is a novella after all), I thought Rivers Solomon’s way of sharing identity with history was so powerful. The lessons Yetu learns in her time away from her people made so much sense to me when I was reading it. And the lesson at the end made me cry to know about the hope in the future and learning our shared histories. It was incredibly moving.

    Thank you all for coming to our little awards show. GOOD NIGHT!

    FADE TO BLACK

    Before I leave you all, I do want to share my other honorable mentions. I won’t go into details why they were good, but they were good. The best part about this challenge is that I got to explore so much from this genre. I have new favorite authors and books I wouldn’t normally pick up. It was such a great experience that I will never do again. Honorable mention goes to:

    • Gideon the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir
    • The City in the Middle of the Night by Charlie Jane Anders
    • A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine
    • To Be Taught, If Fortunate by Becky Chambers
    • The Haunting of Tram Car 015 by P Djeli Clark
    • This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone
    • The Light Brigade by Kameron Hurley

     

  • The City We Became by NK Jemisin // Book Review

    “I live the city.” – NK Jemisin

    I was first drawn to The City We Became because of NK Jemisin. I loved The Broken Earth series and couldn’t wait for her next book to arrive. And when it did, I knew I would love it too. Very different from the Broken Earth trilogy, The City We Became explores not only a New York born from the people who inhabit it, but a force that’s determined to keep people of color down. Before diving in, I’ll share my content warning. There are also many spoilers in this review. I tried to keep it to the need-to-knows before you dive into the story, but I couldn’t hide everything.

    CW: This book contains racist depictions for the sake of the story. They were pretty difficult for me to read, so I wanted to note that because it will be frustrating for those who it affects. I will also mention there is a Neo-Nazi in this story as well (and from my personal experience on Long Island most definitely exist in real world New York). This book also has sexual harassment, domestic and verbal abuse, and alcoholism.

    First off, the love letter to New York. As a native New Yorker who grew up on Long Island but spent weekends in the city, I knew my expectations were already high. I’ve read so many love letters to New York and while they were all fine, it was always some other person’s experiences with New York. New York on the Upper West Side. New York in SoHo. New York on Fifth Avenue. And these are fine parts of the city, but they weren’t my city.

    My city was Queens for a while. And so was Brooklyn. I lived in New York for a total of six months under a sublet and was kicked out because our youthful friends would come over and bother too many of the older folks already living in these apartment buildings. I would visit Bronx from time to time because I went to Fordham University and I took classes on campus. I even went to Staten Island a few times because my only friends who had a house with a pool lived out there. When you live in the city and you know someone with a pool, you go wherever that pool may be. Even to Staten Island.

    Which is why I loved NK Jemisin’s love letter to this city. It captured the entire city from borough to borough. The faces of the characters matched the multiple cultures and people who live there. New York is where so many immigrants from so many countries made their passage. New York is where so many individuals found refuge in the small communities.

    But this was more than just a love letter to New York. This was much more than that.

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    I love urban fantasies like this one; taking real world places and adding that magical element that takes the story to the next level. Quantum mechanics? Alternate realities? Non-Euclidean geometry? Sign me the heck up! The City We Became is literally what this book is about; the birth of a great city. The characters introduced are each representatives of a borough. Their job was to find each other and then find the primary avatar; the great New York City. Because there’s a big threat that’s already settling plans in the city. There’s something bigger about to be born and terrorize baby New York. I don’t want to give any more away, but the way that it moves is so insidious and evil that it literally scared me.

    “Representative” feels dual in this book because not only are these people representatives of their borough, but they are also representatives of people of color. Bronca is Native American from the Lenape tribe. Manny is a light skinned Black man with a dark past coming to New York for an opportunity to make something of himself. Brooklyn is a dark skinned Black woman who had a past as an MC and now works as a politician. Queens is a young Indian girl studying tech in hopes of helping her family out back home. And these aren’t even everyone. There’s also gay representation, trans representation, Asians, Latinx, and white. If there was one thing I didn’t like about the love letters to New York, it was that they left out everyone who lived in it. The multiple faces of color you would see on an average day is far more than I see now in my little town in California.

    While this book is most definitely a science fiction novel or an urban fantasy (whatever you want to call it), it’s also a book on racist ideas in all of us. In the story, we’re introduced to our antagonist; the Woman in White. She’s not named until the end of the book, but she infects New Yorkers. She places her “tendrils” into people nudging something out of them.

    There’s no real name given to these tendrils, but it shows up in places and on people in a way that can only be described as white superiority. This self appears to be the racist ideas that root into everyone. Based off of prejudices, stereotypes, and the like, you see Jemisin’s characters do battle with these people. It’s the white woman in the park who threatens to call 911. It’s the alt group that spreads hate on the Internet and through “art.” It’s the unassuming kid who looks normal, but strategically places tattoos of white supremacy across his skin. It’s the bank telling someone their apartment building has been foreclosed to make room for some gargantuan high rise of outrageously expensive condos. It’s the police officers you believe to be good, but will gladly put a kid doing nothing in jail on account of suspicious behavior.

    And NK Jemisin is unapologetic. She dives straight into the racist ideas that we see everyday. She even notes HP Lovecraft and the racist remarks he made about people of color. The number of Lovecraft references in this book is pretty high. I’m not a reader of Lovecraft, so I had to google a lot of things Jemisin brought up and almost everything was linked to HP Lovecraft in some way.

    The only issues I had with this story was that the ending was abrupt. I know this is a trilogy and this isn’t the end of the story, but I wasn’t a fan of how it ended. Maybe it’s because I’m a New Yorker and we all know New Jersey doesn’t count.

    I keep thinking about this book. Seriously, I can’t think about anything else because NK Jemisin brings so many concepts and ideas and subtext to her story that you can’t help but to think about it all the time. The science fiction stuff will make you think, but so will the way its presented. The city these folks became and what they fight for feels so real. This book was timely and I don’t know if Jemisin knew that by the time this book released we would be living in a pandemic world learning about systemic racism and fighting injustice. But somehow, she knew.

    Rating: 4.5 stars

    Find my review on Goodreads

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  • My July 2020 TBR

    TBRs and me have a troubled past. Sometimes, it’s a blessing. Most times, it’s a curse. But I’m a reader and a blogger and when it comes to accountability and ensuring that the books I present are read, I need it. I’ve been dictated by my mood way too often and whenever I do, my reading always suffers. And someone with way too many unread books filling her shelves than ones I’ve actually read, I need to do something about it.

    This month, I’m committing to reading 17 books. I feel like this is a very high goal for me especially since I read so many big books and I read slowly, but I’m also committing to spending less time on my phone and more time in my books. Like I mentioned in my wrap up, I spent on average 7 hours a day looking at my phone. That’s outrageous! So I’ll be trading my time spent on my phone to read. Let’s get into what I’ll be reading. This list won’t include my current buddy read of Stamped from the Beginning by Ibram X Kendi being held on Instagram. Here’s a compiled list of all the books I want to read in July:

    If you’re interested in reading more about why I picked these books, I’ve organized these reads by category. Please enjoy this exhaustive explanation I put together for every book I chose to read this month. I put a lot of work into curating my TBR so that it’s inclusive, it checks off my unread shelf, and they’re enjoyable!

    Books I’ll Be Promoting

    I wanted there to be some more transparency about 1) how I get my books 2) why I receive certain books over others. For the most part, I don’t really request books from the publisher. I get a lot of books for promotion that I concentrate my time on what I’ll be promoting than what I want to read for review. I’m making it an effort to read the books I’ll be promoting so that my voice feels genuine on Instagram and on the blog. For July, I signed up for three book tours and a promotional reread of another. These books are:

    • Cinderella is Dead by Kalynn Bayron
    • An Ember in the Ashes by Sabaa Tahir
    • Courting Darkness by Robin LaFever
    • Hawk by James Patterson

    Cinderella is Dead, Courting Darkness, and Hawk will be read for promotional book tours I’ve signed up for on Instagram. I’m very excited to read these books (and Cinderella is Dead will be my first read of the month), but these might be the last tours I sign up for. While I love promoting new books for people to check out and possibly purchase, I also want there to be some more authenticity in my reading on my Instagram page. It’s just a personal choice I’m making so that I don’t feel like just a salesperson.

    An Ember in the Ashes will be a fun readalong happening throughout the month of July. I’ll be sharing thoughts and photos every weekend in hopes to pump everyone up for Sabaa Tahir’s fourth book in the series. This will actually be my first time reading this series, so I can’t wait to get started!

    Netgalley Books

    I talk about this all the time, but my Netgalley score is 7%. It’s atrocious! But if I were to request any books for review, it would be through Netgalley. While I know I can email publishers and use the traditional method of requesting books, I prefer Netgalley. I think it’s because there’s more e-galleys publishers are able to give away and while the process is still elusive to me, I feel like it’s a little bit more fair? That’s just my opinion though. With the pandemic and many promotional books being sent via Netgalley, my score just kept getting worse and worse. So I’ll be focusing some of my monthly reads to lower this score. I want my reviews to be timely to when the book is about to publish or around its publishing date. The books I’ve chosen to read this month are:

    • The Damned by Renee Ahdieh
    • Utopia Avenue by David Mitchell
    • Running by Natalia Sylvester
    • Sex and Vanity by Kevin Kwan
    • Blue Ticket by Sophie Mackintosh
    • Mexican Gothic by Syvia Moreno-Garcia
    • Pizza Girl by Jean Kyoung Frazier

    Mind you, I’m excited to read all of these books. I don’t want you to think that me reading Netgalley books is some chore I have to do. I want to read these books and it’ll be great to also raise my Netgalley score while I do it.

    I’m extremely excited about Mexican Gothic, Pizza Girl, and Running. I’ve already seen so many positive reviews about Mexican Gothic and Pizza Girl. However, I’ve also read negative reviews for both and whenever that happens, I need to read the book and make up my own mind.

    Sex and Vanity was also picked for Good Morning America’s book club. I’m so excited to be reading this and joining in on their discussions. I can’t wait to see what other people said about this book too because I remember reading reviews of Crazy Rich Asians and being super dissatisfied with the way people described this book.

    Book Club Books

    Not only do I read constantly, but I’m also in two different book clubs. One focuses reads written by women and the other focuses on romances. Both of the books chosen this month for those book clubs are big anticipated reads for me too. I can’t wait to see what these books are about and discuss them with my book club friends. They are:

    • A Cowboy to Remember by Rebekah Weatherspoon
    • Catherine House by Elisabeth Thomas

    First off, I’ve never read a cowboy romance ever. I don’t know what to expect from it, but judging by the fact the dude on the cover has a 12-pack (which I didn’t even know was physically possible), I have a feeling this is going to be good.

    Catherine House has been on my TBR since May. And yet, every month it gets put off because my mood changes and I don’t want to read a gothic story. Well, that’s about to change especially now that I HAVE to read as well as want to read it. I can’t wait.

    The Rest

    While I have a huge list of books to read, I always want to sneak in some books I want to read for myself. The rest of the books here are just that. These are the books that caught my eye recently and want to get into. I’m worried with all the other books that these books will be cast off, but if I go at the rate I’m going, I think I can squeeze these books in.

    • A Song of Wraiths and Ruins by Roseanne A Brown
    • Binti by Nnedi Okorafor
    • How to Save a Life by Lisa and Liz
    • The Extraordinaries by TJ Klune

    And that is my TBR. I know this blog post is a doozy, but if you made it this far, then yay! Thanks for coming to my TBR talk.

  • June 2020 Bookish Wrap-up

    Hello everyone! Long time, no talk.

    I know it’s been a while since we’ve chatted, but my mental health has been struggling severely. Happiness feels more like a concept than a reality for me these days and reading…well, let’s just say it’s been put on the back burner.

    I didn’t think I would read anything, but somehow by mid-June, I was back to reading…slowly. I still had a bunch of different books I needed to read and even finish some challenges I created for myself, but my main challenge was just to start reading again. Staring at my phone all day wasn’t helping. I honestly spent way too much time on my phone (an average of 7 hours a day, that’s legitimately an entire work day). After two weeks of just looking at my phone, I decided enough was enough. I needed to put the phone down and pick up a book.

    So I eased myself back into books. I started with a few lighter reads on audiobook. My mental health did NOT want me reading with my eyes, so I did it with my ears. I was actually able to knock out a bunch of books for my book club meeting and a few stories for Pride as well with this method. I started with A Princess in Theory by Alyssa Cole. Something about reading romances on audio just seems to work for me. But A Princess in Theory was also a really engaging story about a young grad student working to be an epidemiologist when she meets Thabiso, the crowned prince of Thesolo in Africa. I absolutely love stories like this, the serious and the goofy. But I also loved that they talked about women in STEM and how difficult that is. HECK YEAH!

    After that, I read Once Ghosted Twice Shy which is a novella in the same universe as A Princess in Theory. This one, Thabiso’s royal right hand person, Likotsi, sees her ex, Fabiola, on the subway in New York. And while Fabiola ghosted Likotsi the last time she was in town, neither of them were going to make that same mistake again.

    The final book I read on audio was All Boys Aren’t Blue by George M. Johnson. This one was particularly good on audio because the author narrates the book himself. It’s also a memoir and something about hearing the stories of someone’s life through their own voice is like sitting with them in real life. I don’t know George M Johnson, but it feels like I do because his voice was in my head while I heard his stories.

    With the audiobooks and some other choice novels, I read four books in one weekend. I have never finished this many stories in one weekend let alone a week, so that number was quite jarring for me. It was like I caught up with my reading over one short weekend and funny enough, my appetite for more books came back.

    So I started getting back to my challenge of reading all the Hugo Award nominated books. Prior to June, I had only one and a half books left. I say one and a half because I started a book before June and that was when I stopped reading. Nothing against the book. It actually was a really enjoyable one, but my mental health is similar to my mood. When the mood strikes, then I’m out for the count. I really hope you like these boxing metaphors I keep using here.

    I will say I’m super proud to have read them, but I’m still weary that I didn’t give these books my entire attention. I decided to finish them, but not review them. I might actually reread them in the future since I didn’t feel like I had given them the attention they deserved. I liked them well enough, but I couldn’t tell you the nuances and themes.

    Finally, I felt confident enough to read my final book of the month; The City We Became by NK Jemisin. I’ll be sharing my thoughts on this book in the next few days, but I have to tell you right now that it was a stunner. Yes, the science fiction was hard to understand but when has science fiction not been a concept you had to wrap your head around? Yes, it was glorious urban fantasy, my favorite. Something about setting a fantasy or science fiction story in the real world makes me feel like magic can exist in this reality. Yes, it was unapologetic and yes, NK Jemisin talks about racism and how it creeps around like some tired bedbug waiting to bite you. I couldn’t get enough, but I won’t share anymore. You’ll just have to keep reading.

    The Books I Read (no review links for these because I’m behind in my writing too):

    • The City We Became by NK Jemisin (5 stars)
    • All Boys Aren’t Blue by George M Johnson – Read on Audio (5 stars)
    • The Boyfriend Project by Farrah Rochon – Read on Audio (5 stars)
    • Another Brooklyn by Jacqueline Woodson (4 stars)
    • Wow, No Thank You. by Samantha Irby (4 stars)
    • A Princess in Theory by Alyssa Cole (4 stars)
    • Once Ghosted, Twice Shy by Alyssa Cole (5 stars)
    • The Light Brigade by Kameron Hurley (4 stars)
    • A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine (4 stars)

    Next month, I have a lot of books up my sleeve, some updates to the blog I’ll be making, and tons and tons more book reviews coming back. Nothing much will change with how I write content here, but just expect a lot more in the future from me. I’ll see you all in July!

  • And Now, The Full Excerpt from To Sleep in a Sea of Stars by Christopher Paolini

    If you were with me earlier this week, I shared a mini excerpt of Christopher Paolini’s new book To Sleep in a Sea of Stars. Today, I’m here to share with you the full excerpt. You can find more info about this book on my previous blog post.

    Without further ado, here’s the full excerpt:

    Cold fear shot through Kira’s gut.

    Together, she and Alan scrambled into their clothes. Kira spared a second of thought for her strange dream—everything felt strange at the moment—and then they hurried out of the cabin and rushed over toward Neghar’s quarters.

    As they approached, Kira heard hacking: a deep, wet, ripping sound that made her imagine raw flesh going through a shredder. She shuddered.

    Neghar was standing in the middle of the hallway with the others gathered around her, doubled over, hands on her knees, coughing so hard Kira could hear her vocal cords fraying. Fizel was next to her, hand on her back. “Keep breathing,” he said. “We’ll get you to sickbay. Jenan! Alan! Grab her arms, help carry her. Quickly now, qu—”

    Neghar heaved, and Kira heard a loud, distinct snap from inside the woman’s narrow chest.

    Black blood sprayed from Neghar’s mouth, painting the deck in a wide fan.

    Marie-Élise shrieked, and several people retched. The fear from Kira’s dream returned, intensified. This was bad. This was dangerous. “We have to go,” she said, and tugged on Alan’s sleeve. But he wasn’t listening.

    “Back!” Fizel shouted. “Everyone back! Someone get the Extenuating Circumstances on the horn. Now!”

    “Clear the way!” Mendoza bellowed.

    More blood sprayed from Neghar’s mouth, and she dropped to one knee. The whites of her eyes were freakishly wide. Her face was crimson, and her throat worked as if she were choking.

    “Alan,” said Kira. Too late; he was moving to help Fizel.

    She took a step back. Then another. No one noticed; they were all looking at Neghar, trying to figure out what to do while staying out of the way of the blood flying from her mouth.

    Kira felt like screaming at them to leave, to run, to escape.

    She shook her head and pressed her fists against her mouth, scared blood was going to erupt out of her as well. Her head felt as if it were about to burst, and her skin was crawling with horror: a thousand ants skittering over every centimeter. Her whole body itched with revulsion.

    Jenan and Alan tried to lift Neghar back to her feet. She shook her head and gagged. Once. Twice. And then she spat a clot of something onto the deck. It was too dark to be blood. Too liquid to be metal.

    Kira dug her fingers into her arm, scrubbing at it as a scream of revulsion threatened to erupt out of her.

    Neghar collapsed backwards. Then the clot moved. It twitched like a clump of muscle hit with an electrical current.

    People shouted and jumped away. Alan retreated toward Kira, never taking his eyes off the unformed lump.

    Kira dry-heaved. She took another step back. Her arm was burning: thin lines of fire squirming across her skin.

    She looked down.

    Her nails had carved furrows in her flesh, crimson gashes that ended with crumpled strips of skin. And within the furrows, she saw another something twitch.

    Kira fell to the floor, screaming. The pain was all-consuming. That much she was aware of. It was the only thing she was aware of.

    She arched her back and thrashed, clawing at the floor, desperate to escape the onslaught of agony. She screamed again; she screamed so hard her voice broke and a slick of hot blood coated her throat.

    She couldn’t breathe. The pain was too intense. Her skin was burning, and it felt as if her veins were filled with acid and her flesh was tearing itself from her limbs.

    Dark shapes blocked the light overhead as people moved around her. Alan’s face appeared next to her. She thrashed again, and she was on her stomach, her cheek pressed flat against the hard surface.

    Her body relaxed for a second, and she took a single, gasping breath before going rigid and loosing a silent howl. The muscles of her face cramped with the force of her rictus, and tears leaked from the corners of her eyes.

    Hands turned her over. They gripped her arms and legs, holding them in place. It did nothing to stop the pain.

    “Kira!”

    She forced her eyes open and, with blurry vision, saw Alan and, behind him, Fizel leaning toward her with a hypo. Farther back, Jenan, Yugo, and Seppo were pinning her legs to the floor, while Ivanova and Marie-Élise helped Neghar away from the clot on the deck.

    Kira! Look at me! Look at me!”

    She tried to reply, but all she succeeded in doing was uttering a strangled whimper.

    Then Fizel pressed the hypo against her shoulder. Whatever he injected didn’t seem to have any effect. Her heels drummed against the floor, and she felt her head slam against the deck, again and again.

    “Jesus, someone help her,” Alan cried.

    “Watch out!” shouted Seppo. “That thing on the floor is moving! Shi—”

    “Sickbay,” said Fizel. “Get her to sickbay. Now! Pick her up. Pick—”

    The walls swam around her as they lifted her. Kira felt like she was being strangled. She tried to inhale, but her muscles were too cramped. Red sparks gathered around the edges of her vision as Alan and the others carried her down the hallway. She felt as if she were floating; everything seemed insubstantial except the pain and her fear.

    A jolt as they dropped her onto Fizel’s exam table. Her abdomen relaxed for a second, just long enough for Kira to steal a breath before her muscles locked back up.

    “Close the door! Keep that thing out!” A thunk as the sickbay pressure lock engaged.

    “What’s happening?” said Alan. “Is—”

    “Move!” shouted Fizel. Another hypo pressed against Kira’s neck.

    As if in response, the pain tripled, something she wouldn’t have believed possible. A low groan escaped her, and she jerked, unable to control the motion. She could feel foam gathering in her mouth, clogging her throat. She gagged and convulsed.

    “Shit. Get me an injector. Other drawer. No, other drawer!”

    “Doc—”

    “Not now!”

    Doc, she isn’t breathing!”

    Equipment clattered, and then fingers forced Kira’s jaw apart, and someone jammed a tube into her mouth, down her throat. She gagged again. A moment later, sweet, precious air poured into her lungs, sweeping aside the curtain darkening her vision.

    Alan was hovering over her, his face contorted with worry.

    Kira tried to talk. But the only sound she could make was an inarticulate groan.

    “You’re going to be okay,” said Alan. “Just hold on. Fizel’s going to help you.” He looked as if he were about to cry.

    Kira had never been so afraid. Something was wrong inside her, and it was getting worse.

    Run, she thought. Run! Get away from here before—

    Dark lines shot across her skin: black lightning bolts that twisted and squirmed as if alive. Then they froze in place, and where each one lay, her skin split and tore, like the carapace of a molting insect.

    Kira’s fear overflowed, filling her with a feeling of utter and inescapable doom. If she could have screamed, her cry would have reached the stars.

    To Sleep in a Sea of Stars is out in September 2020. You can preorder through Tor.com

  • Excerpt Series: To Sleep in a Sea of Stars by Christopher Paolini

    You might be asking yourself why the name Christopher Paolini is so familiar. Well, it’s because he wrote Eragon aka The Inheritance Cycle a little while back. In the time he’s written Eragon and the four books in the series, he’s sold millions of books, did a world tour, and moved to Colorado where he embarked on his next writing journey.

    Today I have the pleasure of sharing with you a short excerpt from Christopher Paolini’s highly anticipated novel To Sleep in a Sea of Stars. Honestly, you have me with the title. Good gracious, could it appeal to starry-eyed dreamers everywhere?

    Before diving into the excerpt, I wanted to share a little bit about the synopsis. This is Christopher Paolini’s first adult novel filled with science fiction voyage across the stars. I’m hoping it turns out to be a giant space opera. Please, please, please be a space opera!!

    The mini excerpt I’m sharing today and the full excerpt I’ll share on Friday is legit. This book already has me hyped and it’s a few more months before it’s out!

    Here’s what the book is about

    Kira Navárez dreamed of finding life on new worlds.

    Now she has awakened a nightmare.

    While exploring a distant planet, she discovers an alien relic that thrusts her into an epic journey of transformation and discovery.

    Her odyssey will carry her to the far reaches of the galaxy.

    Earth and her colonies are on the brink of annihilation.

    One woman.

        The will to survive.

            The hope of humanity.

    This epic novel follows Kira Navárez, who, during a routine survey mission on an uncolonized planet, finds an alien relic that thrusts her into the wonders and the nightmares of first contact. Epic space battles for the fate of humanity take her to the farthest reaches of the galaxy and, in the process, transform not only her ― but the entire course of history.

    A mini excerpt of To Sleep in a Sea of Stars by Christopher Paolini

    Without further ado, here’s the excerpt I’m sharing with you all today:

    Kira dug her fingers into her arm, scrubbing at it as a scream of revulsion threatened to erupt out of her.

    Neghar collapsed backwards. Then the clot moved. It twitched like a clump of muscle hit with an electrical current.

    People shouted and jumped away. Alan retreated toward Kira, never taking his eyes off the unformed lump.

    Kira dry-heaved. She took another step back. Her arm was burning: thin lines of fire squirming across her skin.

    She looked down.

    Her nails had carved furrows in her flesh, crimson gashes that ended with crumpled strips of skin. And within the furrows, she saw another something twitch.

    Kira fell to the floor, screaming. The pain was all-consuming. That much she was aware of. It was the only thing she was aware of.

    She arched her back and thrashed, clawing at the floor, desperate to escape the onslaught of agony. She screamed again; she screamed so hard her voice broke and a slick of hot blood coated her throat.

    She couldn’t breathe. The pain was too intense. Her skin was burning, and it felt as if her veins were filled with acid and her flesh was tearing itself from her limbs.

    Dark shapes blocked the light overhead as people moved around her. Alan’s face appeared next to her. She thrashed again, and she was on her stomach, her cheek pressed flat against the hard surface.

    Her body relaxed for a second, and she took a single, gasping breath before going rigid and loosing a silent howl. The muscles of her face cramped with the force of her rictus, and tears leaked from the corners of her eyes.

    Hands turned her over. They gripped her arms and legs, holding them in place. It did nothing to stop the pain.

    “Kira!”

    She forced her eyes open and, with blurry vision, saw Alan and, behind him, Fizel leaning toward her with a hypo. Farther back, Jenan, Yugo, and Seppo were pinning her legs to the floor, while Ivanova and Marie-Élise helped Neghar away from the clot on the deck.

    Kira! Look at me! Look at me!”

    She tried to reply, but all she succeeded in doing was uttering a strangled whimper. 

    Then Fizel pressed the hypo against her shoulder. Whatever he injected didn’t seem to have any effect. Her heels drummed against the floor, and she felt her head slam against the deck, again and again.

    About Christopher Paolini:

    Christopher Paolini was born in Southern California and has lived most of his life in Paradise Valley, Montana. He published his first novel, Eragon, in 2003 at the age of 19, and quickly became a publishing phenomenon. His Inheritance Cycle—Eragon and its three sequels—have sold nearly 40 million copies worldwide. This is his first adult novel.

    I’ll be sharing the full excerpt on the blog this Friday!

    To Sleep in a Sea of Stars is out in September 2020. You can pre-order your copy here.

  • Re-reading The Joy Luck Club 20 Years After Reading it the First Time

    This year for Asian and Pacific Islander American Heritage Month, I wanted to explore the books of my past. Well, it’s one book in particular that I read as a young person struggling with her identity. That book was The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan.

    I’m trying to recall my overall feelings of this book back when I was a teenager, but 20 years was a ridiculously long time ago. I think I remember liking the book, resonating deeply with one particular story, and having trouble reading it because I was a teenager and I thought adult books were for adults ONLY. I was a very naive person.

    Back when I was a teenager, I internally struggled with my identity. I could tell I was the only person of color in my friend groups. I could tell that going to my Korean church was isolating because I couldn’t speak Korean well enough. Let me tell you how many times random Korean people have shamed me for not speaking Korean. I’m sorry! American English is what they teach in school and when you have a mom that spoke to you in English and a dad who spoke to you in Korean, some stuff gets lost in translation.

    I would go to school and be the American everyone at school wanted me to be. I would come home and be the good Korean daughter my parents wanted me to be. Let me tell you, the pushing and pulling gets exhausting.

    So I wanted to find a book or a voice or SOMETHING in the world that told me that I wasn’t alone. Back when I was growing up in the 90s, there wasn’t a lot of POC on TV. We had “All American Girl” which was a sitcom produced by Margaret Cho. But then that show got canceled soon after it aired.

    So I went to the library and found The Joy Luck Club. To be truthful, I have no clue how this book landed in my lap. I just remember the feeling of isolation and then this story and how it helped me. Perhaps it was luck. Perhaps it was destiny. But I read the book and I felt like someone finally understood. Someone finally got it!

    And it brought me a sense of comfort back then. I didn’t feel alone being pushed and pulled everyday. It lifted me up and told me that I’m fine. Everyone struggles with identity, but they manage to keep both sides of this identity coin. It helped me accept that I am both Korean and American.

    Now that I’m an adult, rereading the book is a different experience. First off, I read way more than I did when I was a teenager (I was big into music back then). Because I read more, I’ve developed a certain skill set to think critically about what I read and understand what the author was saying. Finally, I’m comfortable with my identity. I wasn’t looking for a voice for this second read because I had already found it. And the subsequent books written by Asian American authors that filled my shelves inspires me everyday.

    I realize that as comforting as this book was when I was a teenager, there’s not a lot of conversation about identity in this book. In fact, I’d argue this book is less about identity and more about the relationships we have with our family. There is definitely power in rereading a book because you notice things differently. I see this every time I reread Harry Potter. There’s always some small detail I missed or something I discover about a character. Like the fact that Ron is a lot smarter than he’s portrayed in the movies.

    But getting back to The Joy Luck Club, I realized that the story I resonated so deeply with back when I was a teenager doesn’t do it for me anymore. In fact, Waverly (the character I resonated with) and I are completely different people. She was competitive and unafraid to share her opinions while I’m more bookish and pacifist. We might have shared some similarities when I was a kid, but we grew up differently. Is it weird that I’m comparing myself to an imaginary character?

    Another big takeaway I got from this book the second time is relationships between mothers and daughters. Back then, I didn’t see this glaringly obvious point and I think it’s because I was searching for something specific. The story really makes you consider your relationship with your own mother. Yes, there’s tons of references to Chinese culture, history, and tradition, but deep down the basis of this story is the world we build for ourselves and the world we want to pass on to our children.

    Because this book made me think, I thought of my mother. I understood that my mother did the best she could in the circumstances she was given. I remember her more prominently at holidays and recitals and soccer games making time for my sister and me when she had a full time job during the week. She taught me to be independent and creative. I inherited her dark humor, her intellect, and her ability to turn into a hermit. Reading this book made me appreciate who I was when I was a teenager, but made me appreciate my mother as an adult. It’s funny how a book can be two different experiences for the same person.

    And while the book doesn’t resonate with me as it did when I was a teenager, I have to say it’s definitely on my list for most loved books. It doesn’t need to resonate anymore because I’ve grown out of it, so now I can appreciate it for being the voice that told me I would be okay. I hope in another 20 years I can read it again and feel completely different.

    What’s a book that deeply resonating with you?