The Invasion of the Tearling: Well, I haven’t quit reading it yet! Actually so far this book is a big improvement over the first one. It helps that the Queen of the Tearling, Kelsea, is spending less time looking at herself in the mirror, moping over her appearance, and acting stupid (though she could hardly spend more time acting stupid because, really, she already achieved peak stupidity in the first book). But what really helps are the extensive flashbacks to the (barely) pre-apocalypse life of one Lily Mayhew, who lives in a burbclave with her monstrous husband and accidentally becomes involved with a separatist movement. Frankly, everything involving Lily is at least three times as interesting as anything involving Kelsea. In fact, at this point I consider Kelsea’s parts of the story to be annoying interruptions of Lily’s parts of the story.
So, this arrived in the mail last week:
So this week I’ve been reading The Complete Midshipman Bolitho, by Alexander Kent, which is an omnibus of three short novels about Richard Bolitho and his adventures in the Royal Navy.
I keep wanting to call him Midshipman Bolingo, but that is something completely different.
So about 18 months ago, I read a book called The Line, which I quite liked. A while back the rest of the “Witching Savannah” series went on sale for like $1.99 each, so I picked up the rest of them, and this week, the random book picker on my eReader said I should read the next book in the series. That would be this one:
So this week I am, somewhat belatedly, reading Mystic River, by Dennis Lehane, in which a childhood trauma in the 70s leads to a tragic murder in the 00s. Or at least, that’s how it looks so far …
See? I told you it was going to take a few weeks to get through this one …