The Cherry Robbers is the story of Sylvia Wren, a world-famous artist. Or maybe it’s the story of Iris Chapel, the fifth of the six Chapel sisters, heiresses and all doomed from birth. The two tales, set on different timelines, entwine in the diaries Sylvia decides to write, unhearting secrets that have been kept under wraps for decades
Today we're kicking back and chatting a little with Lucy May Lennox, the author of Flowers by Night. I had the chance to read it last year and wow, I was blown away! So, of course, an interview was in order ;D
Jamie, your prose and pacing are impeccable. Not a misplaced comma, a wrong word, info are doled out in precise, even amounts. Technically speaking, RH is perfect. It’s a relief for weary eyes ❤
Everybody and their mom knows by now that I adored The Wasteland. It's such a great book it's already in my Top '21 Chart, first place. I felt like I wanted to indulge a bit more into it tho, so I did the thing any sensible girl would do in my place: I contacted W.A.W. Parker and asked him if he was interested in doing a little interview with me. And he said yes 😀 thank you so much, Adam!
Hey mama, look at me, I’m on the way to the promise land --or at least, I’m on a very lucky streak 😀 last month Edelweiss gave me The Wasteland and now Netgalley is trying to one-up on it with The Champagne Widow by H. Fripp.
Listen, I'll give you the long version in about a moment here, but hear me out: all this could be condensed in a tiny little statement: drop everything you're doing and start flipping pages right now. ...Yes, it's that good.
As I was saying on Twitter a few days ago, my reading pile is growing! 😀 In theory, it's a bad thing - books are piling up! Oh noes! I can't see the ceiling anymore! (metaphorically speaking) - but truth be told, the more I store away, the happier I am. I tend to think of myself as a nerdy version of Smaug: all snuggled up in my cave, billion words tucked under my wings and looking for more.
I'm really grateful for ARC sites, you know? They offer me a wide range of books tailored to my tastes - sometimes the algorithm goes boom, but we'll talk about that on a different post, yeah? - and they give me the opportunity to unheart little gems here and there. Plastic bead, plastic bead, shiny but still plastic bead-- oh hey, a pearl! Meet one of the aforementioned pearls, please.
Witch, Cat and Cobb by J. K. Pendragon --I'm guessing it is a pen name, and now I'll be forever wondering what J. K. stands for-- is the story of princess Breanwynne, destined to marry someone she doesn't and would never be able to love. Faced with the prospect of spending her whole life stuck in an unhappy marriage, she decides to run away along with Fen, a talking cat with a big secret. Together, they run to the swamp where their real adventure begins.
Vaironian Tides (or Times, as my autocorrect likes to call it -.-) is the first ARC I scored on Booksirens, and therefore I had High Hopes© about it. Why? No idea. I've got to say that for the most part, VT lived up to them. Let's dig in.