Friday, 25 April 2014

Love, in English by Karina Halle

I love the unapologetic sex in London.

I love the meaning of the tattoos.
I love that she's Canadian.
I love that she's not high-society or a snob.
I love that he wears suits.
I love that he has an accent.
I love that he doesn't get the nuances of the English language.
I love their chemistry.
I love that she has a conscience.
I love that she does something stupid.
I love that he has his moment of dumb as well.
I love it when it looks like she'll reconcile with her mother.
I love that air planes are confined spaces.
I loved the drama, the wittiness, the heartbreak, and the love.
I hate that after 532 pages it's all over.

Wednesday, 23 April 2014


Have you read Left Drowning by Author Jessica Park?



Well, if Facebook let's you see this post, you'll find out that you have several ways to get your hands on it!

There are buy links:

There is a GIVEAWAY by Wordsmith Publicity:

And if you actually make it to this page, I'm throwing in 5 (FIVE!) ebooks of Left Drowning to give away. The winners will be randomly chosen Thursday April 24th at 11am EDT. Just LIKE or COMMENT on the post where you saw this.

In case you were curious how I felt about the book, here's my review:

Now please excuse me while I reminisce about this amazing story while I watch this trailer:

Friday, 4 April 2014

Maybe Someday by Colleen Hoover

Colleen Hoover needs to stop writing.

Yep - I said it BUT for the love of all that is reading, put the freaking pitchforks away and listen to the why.

I'm a nice person. I really am. But I feel awful when I tell someone that Maybe Someday is my new favourite CoHo book. Just awful. Mean. Like I'm some horrible person who fell out of love with everything else she wrote. BUT I DIDN'T. I hate myself for even thinking it, because it feels like I'm somehow saying that all her other books are inferior. I swear on all my books that I still LOVE every one of her words (even her Facebook posts), but Maybe Someday is *sigh* the best of the best. It's like buying a banana split and then finding out it's free. It's finding out that a 1 kg bag of Cadbury Mini-Eggs is on sale at Costco. It's like being able to do nothing but read for the rest of your living days.

I finished this book about 2 weeks ago. At first, I was like 'well, that was good'. Three hours later I was like 'well, okay, it was so much better than good!', and 6 hours after that, I was ready to declare my undying love to it. It's kind of funny that my love for this story snuck up on me. But when it hit me full force a week later, it was almost immobilizing. I couldn't wrap my head around it. I wasn't expecting it to still pummel me full-force. The subtle surprises and the painstaking fall constantly replaying in my head in 1080p. So I randomly laugh, gasp, and cry.

I hate hating myself for loving Maybe Someday more, and I just can't fathom what will happen with the next book she writes. I guess total heart annihilation ain't that bad when you consider that it'll be to a Colleen Hoover book.