Who Rants About Books?

Ranting.  Book rants.

First, I don't have one of those fantastic and lengthy and hyper-intelligent thoughtful essays on the above subject.  Nope, I just say what I have to say and keep it pushing.

Nonetheless, I think (I use the word “think” as a “benefit of the doubt”) I’ve been accused of book ranting.  And you know what?  I care to address it and get my feelings off my chest.  And you know what else?  I never really see me sharing my less than favorable opinions about a particular book as ranting, emotions in check or otherwise.  What I see and feel is passion.  Passion for my love of stories, reading, and finding life in books.  It's a passion that stretches whether I find enthusiasm and joy in a story, or find frustration when my needs as a reader are not meant by its end.  I see it as me spending either my time or money (or both) on a book and having the ability to express those feelings a disappointing story has left me with.  I see it as opening up an honest dialogue about a book; to form both a place where those who felt the same can freely share in my feelings and a place for those who felt opposite can change it.

Ultimately, when I am disappointed enough in a book, I have to speak on it however which way it's delivered.  Though don't get it twisted because I do not insult the author themselves.  I'm careful of that because I know my ass probably couldn't write anything better.  Nonetheless, getting my feelings out is a part my personality in general.  One can only hold so much in at a time.

Anyway, one interesting thing I've noticed is when you're accused of ranting about a book, it's usually coming from a reader who loves book/author and is just salty and up in his or her feelings because somebody dared dim the lights from over his or her darling.  But my thing is if you feel some type of way about someone's difference of opinion... start a dialogue.  We're talking about a books after all.

Either way, chile.  At the end of the day, I said what I said.  And mean what I say.  Makes me no difference because tomorrow I'm going to have something else to say about another book with my voice and on my platform.

So how you doing, sis?  

Book Raiding Reading TBR

I only read two books in September.  One was–undoubtedly–the latest J. D. Robb release, Leverage in Death.  The other was Tracy Clark’s Broken Places–which I wrapped on the 11th of the month.  And that’s it.  Nothing read since the 11th.  And that’s mainly because Shadow of the Tomb Raider came out the following day and it has consumed my life.  Both in good–considering I’m a long-time fan and veteran of the Croft–and wrong ways.  Nonetheless, a game such as this pulled me entirely away from my first passion: books.  However, I’ve already read about 60 books this year, so I think it’s okay for me to take it easy from here on out if I choose to.

But I just can’t do it like that.  I have to read.  I MUST be reading.  I covet and crave books.  Even when I’m not actively reading a book, I’m pausing to touch a book and rifle through the pages just for comfort.

So I decided to make myself an Book Raiding TBR.  I choose unread books from my shelves that’ll cover 5 areas that I love most about the Tomb Raider series (both old and rebooted).  One: Crafty Female Lead.  Two: Sprinkles of Mythology.  Three: Survival Adventures.  Four: Ancient Musty Tombs.  Five: History and Relics.  This TBR will work.  And it will stick.  And it will bring me back to reading daily.

Stalking Ivory (Jade Del Cameron African Mysteries #2) by Suzanne Arruda

On a photography assignment in the northern territory of Mount Marsabit, American adventuress Jade del Cameron and her friends hope to film the area's colossal elephants. Instead, they discover the mutilated remains of four elephants and a man. Although the authorities suspect Abyssinian poachers and raiders in search of ivory and slaves, Jade has her own suspicions. Could it have been Harry Hascombe, her nemesis and unremitting suitor? Soon the Kikuyu boy accompanying her is captured by slave traders. Ultimately, it will take all of Jade's mettle to rescue her guide from slave traders, protect the animals, and expose another kind of beast.

As of today (October 1st) I’m already 140 pages away from the end of the first book on my Book Raiding TBR, Stalking Ivory by Suzanne Arruda.  Last time I read a book in this series was as far back as 2014.  More or less moved by that entry [Mark of the Lion], I haven’t picked up anything by this author since.  However, last year I did purchase the following three books for potential future reading.  And here I am finally jumping back into African safaris during the 1920’s with Arruda’s bold and sharp war vet (does being a nurse in WWI count as a vet?) turned photographer Jade Del Cameron.  Though Arruda’s plotting often comes across as “random” and “rash,” I’m having fun.  I can definitely see this series sticking around after all.

Recent Thriftbooks Book Haul

I haven’t done a book haul in a hot minute.  I haven’t actually WRITTEN a blog post in an extra hot minute.  So I said, “what the hee-hah”.  I’ll combine the two forces (go Captain Planet), and see what the hell I can get out of the experience.  Mainly, I’m looking for my mojo for writing blog posts back.  I miss it.  And, considering in July I paid for another year of ownership of my domain name, I’ve got to get something here back in order...

(Already it feels good pounding on the keys.) 

So I’m going to share my recent purchases from Thriftbooks.  I have a few criticisms with the site–as a consumer.  Yet, I still use it because the books are in fairly good condition.  Also they're cheap and you get free shipping on orders $10 and over, which takes some of the guilt of purchasing books you'll take forever to even read away.  So they–essentially–have your ass over a barrel.  Anyway, I was inspired by these picks for a few different reasons, and I’ll share those reasons as I move along in the post.  And as always, for those of you who are familiar with the books, drop me a comment concerning your thoughts (though try not to spoil them) on each.  I always love hearing from other readers.

So one overarching reason I purchased at least three of the books is because I checked them out from my public library–though I never found myself in the mood to read them.  Or, in the case of Moon Called, I started reading the book a day before J. D. Robb’s latest release [Leverage in Death] came out.  Which, essentially, halted the whole process because everything stops with a new In Death release.  And I mean EVERYTHING, bih.

Nonetheless, here goes…

GUEST POST: Nocturne Variations by John Biscello

Unsolicited Press 

PRESENTS

Nocturne Variations by John Biscello

Title: Nocturne Variations
Author: John Biscello

Genre: Fiction

Release Date: November 30, 2018 (Available for Pre-Order HERE)

List Price: $18.00 

Publisher: Unsolicited Press

Synopsis: Dystopic Peter Pan meets surrealist noir in this cinemythical tale about love, loss and the illusions of shadow-play.

Los Angeles, December, 1989, is when we first meet the seventeen-year-old Piers, a runaway and a savant puppeteer.  Addicted to Sike, an experimental drug which promises a surrogate return to Childhood, Piers, in an act of revenge, robs a briefcase full of Sike from her dealer and flees L.A., pursued by two hit men.  Hiding out in the Southwestern town of Redline, where she meets and is taken in by a man named Henry Hook, Piers is soon confronted by the buried trauma of her past.

Comprising a jigsaw synthesis of narrative, journal entries, letters, monologues, film footage, poems, photographs, and press clippings; Noturne renders an interior world of fragments and parallels, and casts a tinted light on the neverland between dreaming and waking.

EXCERPT

They were spinning slowly, ever so slowly.

  Do you want to go faster, Piers reached down for the dial. I can make us go faster.

  No, Anya smiled. I like the speed. We’re moving so slow it’s like we’re not moving at all.

  Piers and Anya sat in the Amusement Seats, across from one another.

  Piers drew the cloth to her face, huffed, then passed it to Anya.

  Piers stared at Anya, half her face masked in cloth, an asthmatic bandit in the throes of huffing.

  Piers stared and stared,

  and her vision dissimulated into small birds,

  winging across the painted winter of Anya’s face,

  and into the rabbitpink of her eyes, a dying sun

  or lighted prehistory.

  And then, like a slow-motion dream in reverse,

  Piers found herself earlier in the night:

  Anya, on stage, a glacial Venus, dancing with the other Winter’s Brides,

  dancing to invoke snow, which came in the form of electro audio fuzz.

  Can you hear the snow falling, Piers elated to Trink,

  who nodded—Yea yea I can hear it babygirl, I can hear it.

  The Brides, rejoicing in prayer, intensified the frenzy of their dancing,

  as the snowfalling amped into a blizzard of white noise,

  that raged and raged and then

  Silence.

  A ribbed, cathedral silence,

  freezing the Brides into a penitent tableaux.

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