Teaser Tuesday: Trucking Hell

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

  • Grab your current read
  • Open to a random page
  • Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
  • BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
  • Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

Because I’m still plodding my way through Nights of Villjamur (it’s been a busy week) I’m taking my Teaser from the book I’m currently reading with my other half. It’s not to my usual taste, but sometimes random can be good. The book is called ‘Trucking Hell’ by Gaz Hunter and is biographical account of the mishaps and adventures that can be had continental truck driving. Like I said, not my usual fare, but I’m enjoying it.

My Teaser:

I know from experience that a Browning can be a little on the temperamental side. If you drop one it will like as not shoot you in the foot. ~ (no page numbers in this book, randomly) Trucking Hell, Gaz Hunter

Review: The Drake Chronicles by Alyxandra Harvey

As part of the Summer Break Reading Challenge here is a review of the first two installments of Alyxandra Harvey’s Drake Chronicles: My Love Lies Bleeding (known in places outisde of the UK as ‘Hearts at Stake – hey, we like to be different) and Blood Feud.

Title: My Love Lies Bleeding (Hearts at Stake)

Author: Alyxandra Harvey

Series: The Drake Chronicles #1

Genre: YA, Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Bloomsbury

Summary (from Goodreads)

The Drakes are rather different to your usual neighbours. They are vampires and some of the members of the family date back to the twelfth century. One of the children, Solange, is the only born female vampire known and, as such, she poses a direct threat to the vampire queen. Her best friend Lucy is human, and when Solange is kidnapped Lucy and Solange’s brother, Nicholas, set out to save her. Lucy soon discovers that she would like to be more than just friends with Nicholas. But how does one go about dating a vampire? Meanwhile, Solange finds an unlikely ally in Kieran, a vampire slayer on the hunt for his father’s killer.

What’s Good About It

There’s some really interesting Vampire Mythology, very different to many other Teen vampire romance books, and a lot of politics going on in the background. These elements raise the book above your average ‘girl meets boy and one just happens to be supernatural’ sort of fair. The boys in question are dark and mysterious, or dashing and handsome, so there’s something for every taste, and the female characters are lively and three dimensional. The pace is good, with plenty going on between the swoon moments and the premise is interesting enough to be sustained over several novels.

What’s Not So Good

I’d have liked to have seen more of the politics and mythology, and less of the romance. I love a bit of romance, and I particularly love a bit of paranormal romance, particularly when it’s the girl who’s the paranormal one (as is the case with Solange) but I don’t love it when romance is the primary plot point, at least, not in books that pretend to be otherwise. If you are going to do all out romance, do all out romance, and describe the minutae of the developing romance. If you’re going to to politics, do politics, and have the romance as a juicy extra. What you get with My Love Lies Bleeding is an awkward combination of the two. There’s not enough romance to make the book exceptional, and not enough politics to make it anything other than romance. Which is a shame because the characters are fab, and the writing is pretty good too. I hoped Alyxandra would build on her premis in….

Title: Blood Feud

Author: Alyxandra Harvey

Series: The Drake Chronicles #1

Genre: YA, Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Bloomsbury

Summary (from Goodreads)

It’s been centuries since Isabeau St. Croix barely survived the French Revolution. Now she’s made her way back to the living and she must face the ultimate test by confronting the evil British lord who left her for dead the day she turned into a vampire. That’s if she can control her affection for Logan Drake, a vampire whose bite is as sweet as the revenge she seeks.

What’s Good About It

Again, interesting premis, great characters and some fabulous scenes from the French Revolution that really bring to life the period of great excess and great deprivation. Isabeau is a sassy new female, with some really fascinating history and mythology. I love that the girls aren’t the helpless ones in this series, as often they can be in paranormal romance. Isabeau doesn’t need a knight in shining armour. It picks up where My Love Lies Bleeding left off, almost to the day, so there are some familiar faces returning, and the consequences of the climax of the previous book are explored.

What’s Not So Good

Well, I didn’t buy Isabeau and Logan for a start. Their entire romance, which happes over a few days, seems to be based on the idea that Logan feels like he’s met her somewhere before. Now I’m not against the idea of instant attraction to a person, but these two were confessing their love for eachother within about five days. Okay, some people are fast movers, and when you meet the one, you know (supposedly… it took me a bit longer than five days, but maybe I’m just slow) but where’s the story in that? Where’s the tantilising attraction that gradually becomes love. That’s the sort of romance I like to read about. And then the premis isn’t built on at all, really. Again, the book takes place over about a week and in that time too much is resolved a little too easily. Without giving away too much detail, I can’t really see where the next book could go. And I’m assuming there will be five more books, as five dashing Drake brothers remain…

Rating 3/5

It’s Been a Good Week for Finales

Two of my favourite TV shows ended their latest series last week – Supernatural Series 5 (yes, just last week, we British are tragically behind you Americans…) and Doctor Who (the one TV show we are ahead on). Because of discrepancies between showings and friends who read this blog not being up to date with the shows, I won’t post any specific spoilers.

I just wanted to share my view that both series finales were absolutely epic.

I’m a big fan of my television programs so it’s always a bit of a downer when they end. It’ll be Christmas before I see another Doctor Who, and given that Supernatural has already been (undeservedly) relegated to Living in the UK, I don’t even know if it will be picked up here for season six. But, with two such pitch perfect finales I can’t really complain.

So, not to wish my life away, but role on 2011! I can’t wait to see what happens Supernatural Series 6 or 11th Doctor Series 2. And they’re bringing back Primeval too!

I leave you with  the highlight of the penultimate episode of Supernatural. Not too spoilery, but the most badass bit of slowmo. Ever.

Summer Break Reading Challenge Activity #2

I decided to do my Wordle on The Midnight Mayor by Kate Griffin. Those who know me (or my blog) will know that I love Kate Griffin’s Urban Fantasy series. I was delighted to lay my hands on a copy of her second book and, very geekily and awkwardly, got it signed at alt.fiction. Yay! Anyone who is a fan of Urban Fantasy (Urban Fantasy, not Paranormal Romance) should check this series out.

Here is the wordle:

Book Contest on The Undercover Book Lover’s Blog

As a massive fan of YA paranomal fiction, it is my great pleasure to direct your attention to a fantastic giveaway going on here.

I’ll be entering and keeping my fingers crossed for sure – what a great bunch of titles! (and, er, chewing gum)

I’ll be adding these to my TBR pile if I win or not:

Nightshade – Andrea Cremer
Paranormalcy – Kiersten White
The Eternal Ones – Kirsten Miller
Halo – Alexandra Adornetto
Pegasus – Robin McKinley

Summer Break Reading Challenge Activity #1

So, I’ve had a hell of a year starting out in a very demanding job, trying to complete a course and maybe, just maybe, catch a few hours sleep in the meantime. But, from tomorrow (yay!) I finish the course and will be (almost) free. Time to get through my enormous TBR pile? Well, it will make my other half happy if I can lose some of the books back to their original owners and give us some cupboard space back!

Here is my list for the Summer Reading Challenge:

Nights of Villjamur, Mark Charan Newton

Political intrigue and dark violence converge in a superb new action series of enthralling fantasy. An ice age strikes a chain of islands, and thousands come to seek sanctuary at the gates of Villjamur: a city of ancient spires and bridges, a place where banshees wail the deceased, cultists use forgotten technology for their own gain and where, further out, the dead have been seen walking across the tundra.When the Emperor commits suicide, his elder daughter, Rika, is brought home to lead the Jamur Empire, but the sinister Chancellor plans to get rid of her and claim the throne for himself. Meanwhile a senior investigator in the city inquisition must solve the high-profile and savage murder of a city politician, whilst battling evils within his own life, and a handsome and serial womanizer manipulates his way into the imperial residence with a hidden agenda. When reports are received that tens of thousands of citizens are dying in a bizarre genocide on the northern islands of the Empire, members of the elite Night Guard are sent to investigate. It seems that, in this land under a red sun, the long winter is bringing more than just snow.

A Fistful of Charms, Kim Harrison

The evil night things that prowl Cincinnati despise witch and bounty hunter Rachel Morgan. Her new reputation for the dark arts is turning human and undead heads alike with the intent to possess, bed, and kill her — not necessarily in that order.

Now a mortal lover who abandoned Rachel has returned, haunted by his secret past. And there are those who covet what Nick possesses — savage beasts willing to destroy the Hollows and everyone in it if necessary.

Forced to keep a low profile or eternally suffer the wrath of a vengeful demon, Rachel must nevertheless act quickly. For the pack is gathering for the first time in millennia to ravage and to rule. And suddenly more than Rachel’s soul is at stake.

The Map of All Things, Kevin J Anderson

After terrible atrocities by both sides, the religious war between Tierra and Uraba has spread and intensified, irreparably dividing the known world. What started as a series of skirmishes has erupted into a full-blown crusade.

Now that the Uraban leader, Soldan-Shah Omra, has captured the ruined city of Ishalem, his construction teams discover a priceless ancient map in an underground vault – a map that can guide brave explorers to the mysterious Key to Creation. Omra dispatches his adoptive son Saan to sail east across the uncharted Middlesea on a quest to find it.

In Tierra, Captain Criston Vora has built a grand new vessel, and sets out to explore the great unknown and find the fabled land of Terravitae. But Criston cannot forget his previous voyage that ended in shipwreck and disaster . . . and the loss of his beloved wife Adrea, who – unbeknownst to him – fights to survive against palace intrigues and constant threats against her life in far-off Uraba. For Adrea is now the wife of the soldan-shah and mother of his adopted son . . .

What I Was, Meg Rosoff

In the not too distant future, a one-hundred-year-old man called H sails the eastern coast of England with his godson. H recalls when he himself was sixteen his godson’s age—as they search for the site of H’s life-altering friendship with a boy named Finn. Finn lives alone on an isolated slip of land and follows no rules: he spends his days swimming, fishing, and collecting driftwood for his tiny beach hut. H, on the other hand, is an upper-class boarding school boy stifled by monotony and endless rules. They meet by chance on the beach, and H is immediately awed by (and jealous of) Finn’’s way of life. They strike up an unlikely friendship but the gap between their lives becomes difficult to bridge, and before long the idyll that nurtured their relationship is shattered by heart-wrenching scandal.

The Book Thief, Markus Zusak

It’s just a small story really, about among other things: a girl, some words, an accordionist, some fanatical Germans, a Jewish fist-fighter, and quite a lot of thievery. . . .

Set during World War II in Germany, Markus Zusak’s groundbreaking new novel is the story of Liesel Meminger, a foster girl living outside of Munich. Liesel scratches out a meager existence for herself by stealing when she encounters something she can’t resist–books. With the help of her accordion-playing foster father, she learns to read and shares her stolen books with her neighbors during bombing raids as well as with the Jewish man hidden in her basement before he is marched to Dachau.

Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell, Susanna Clarke

It’s 1808 and that Corsican upstart Napoleon is battering the English army and navy. Enter Mr. Norrell, a fusty but ambitious scholar from the Yorkshire countryside and the first practical magician in hundreds of years. What better way to demonstrate his revival of British magic than to change the course of the Napoleonic wars? Susanna Clarke’s ingenious first novel, Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell, has the cleverness and lightness of touch of the Harry Potter series, but is less a fairy tale of good versus evil than a fantastic comedy of manners, complete with elaborate false footnotes, occasional period spellings, and a dense, lively mythology teeming beneath the narrative. Mr. Norrell moves to London to establish his influence in government circles, devising such powerful illusions as an 11-day blockade of French ports by English ships fabricated from rainwater. But however skillful his magic, his vanity provides an Achilles heel, and the differing ambitions of his more glamorous apprentice, Jonathan Strange, threaten to topple all that Mr. Norrell has achieved. A sparkling debut from Susanna Clarke–and it’s not all fairy dust.

Glass Houses (Morganville Vampires)

College freshman Claire Danvers has had enough of her nightmarish dorm situation. When Claire heads off-campus, the imposing old house where she finds a room may not be much better. Her new roommates don’t show many signs of life, but they’ll have Claire’s back when the town’s deepest secrets come crawling out, hungry for fresh blood.

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The Death Trilogy, Terry Pratchett

Mort – Death comes to Mort with an offer he can’t refuse — especially since being, well, dead isn’t compulsory. As Death’s apprentice, he’ll have free board and lodging, use of the company horse, and he won’t need time off for family funerals. The position is everything Mort thought he’d ever wanted, until he discovers that this perfect job can be a killer on his love life.

Reaper Man – When Death begins to question the P’s and Q’s of his job, he is officially retired, which leads to the kind of chaos that always ensues when a public service is withdrawn.

Soul Music – Susan Sto Helit is rather bored at her boarding school in the city of Ankh-Morpork, which is just as well, since it seems that her family business–she is the granddaughter of Death–suddenly needs a new caretaker.

Horns, Joe Hill

Ignatius Perrish spent the night drunk and doing terrible things. He woke up the next morning with a thunderous hangover, a raging headache, and a pair of horns growing from his temples. At first Ig thought the horns were a hallucination, the product of a mind damaged by rage and grief. He had spent the last year in a lonely, private purgatory, following the death of his beloved, Merrin Williams, who was raped and murdered under inexplicable circumstances. A mental breakdown would have been the most natural thing in the world. But there was nothing natural about the horns, which were all too real.

Once the righteous Ig had enjoyed the life of the blessed: born into privilege, the second son of a renowned musician and younger brother of a rising late-night TV star, he had security, wealth, and a place in his community. Ig had it all, and more—he had Merrin and a love founded on shared daydreams, mutual daring, and unlikely midsummer magic. But Merrin’s death damned all that. The only suspect in the crime, Ig was never charged or tried. And he was never cleared. In the court of public opinion in Gideon, New Hampshire, Ig is and always will be guilty because his rich and connected parents pulled strings to make the investigation go away. Nothing Ig can do, nothing he can say, matters. Everyone, it seems, including God, has abandoned him. Everyone, that is, but the devil inside.

Now Ig is possessed of a terrible new power to go with his terrible new look—a macabre talent he intends to use to find the monster who killed Merrin and destroyed his life. Being good and praying for the best got him nowhere. It’s time for a little revenge. It’s time the devil had his due.

The Adamantine Palace, Stephen Deas

The Adamantine Palace lies at the centre of an empire that grew out of ashes. Once dragons ruled the world and man was little more than prey. Then a way of subduing the dragons alchemicly was discovered and now the dragons are bred to be little more than mounts for knights and highly valued tokens in the diplomatic power-players that underpin the rule of the competing aristocratic houses. The Empire has grown fat. And now one man wants it for himself. A man prepared to poison the king just as he has poisoned his own father. A man prepared to murder his lover and bed her daughter. A man fit to be king? But uknown to him there are flames on the way. A single dragon has gone missing. And even one dragon on the loose, unsubdued, returned to its full intelligence, its full fury, could spell disaster for the Empire. But because of the actions of one unscrupulous mercenary the rivals for the throne could soon be facing hundreds of dragons.

Wolfsangel, MD Lachlan

The Viking King Athun leads his men on a raid against an Anglo-Saxon village. Men and women are killed indiscriminately but Athun demands that no child be touched. He is acting on prophecy. A prophecy that tells him that the Saxons have stolen a child from the Gods. If Athun, in turn, takes the child and raises him as an heir, the child will lead his people to glory. But Athun discovers not one child, but twin baby boys. Ensuring that his faithful warriors, witness to what has happened, die during the raid Athun takes the children and their mother home, back to the witches who live on the troll wall. And he places his destiny in their hands.

And so begins a stunning multi-volume fantasy epic that will take a werewolf from his beginnings as the heir to a brutal viking king, down through the ages. It is a journey that will see him hunt for his lost love through centuries and lives, and see the endless battle between the wolf, Odin and Loki – the eternal trickster – spill over into countless bloody conflicts from our history, and over into our lives.

(All summaries from GoodReads)

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Dear Santa, for Christmas I would like a Lightsaber

It’s a fairly common conversation between scifi geeks – which scifi gadget would you most like to possess? With the wealth of choice out there, it could be difficult to get down to one firm candidate – I mean, how can you really choose between a lightspeed space craft and an instant teleportation device? A memory wiping device or a Sonic Screwdriver?

Between films, books and television there is a plethora of really cool gadgets that would brighten the life of any scifi geek. More than a few times at Uni I wished for a jetpack (I lived in the halls furthest from lectures and I really hate getting up early) or a laser gun (you know those people in lectures who ask really long winded, pointless questions two minutes before the end? No, I’m not a violent person, honest) or some sort of high tech comms device (there was never any signal at the SU). But if I had to make a choice, it would not be for anything so practical.

And the choice is very easy to make.

I first watched Star Wars back when Walkers Crisps were doing the Star Wars Tazos. I collected them avidly (even though I didn’t like crisps) because I was the sort of child who liked to collect things, and as my collection grew, my mother decided it was probably a good idea that I understood what I was collecting, mostly I think because she had a huge crush on Harrison Ford. We got the trilogy on video – the shiny version that came in a box with a silver Darth Vader head on it. It was extended/updated or something.

I think I watched those videos to death. I know video longevity wasn’t great – it only took an overenthusiastic VCR and all you had left of your favourite movie was chewed up tape – but I seriously must have watched each episode a hundred or more times. I loved the epicness of it all – the huge space battles, the sweeping politics, the incredible fights. And Han Solo… I’m very much like my mother in many ways.

But what I loved most of all were the lightsabers. I love swordfights anyway, always have; the skill and the grace – so much more watchable than boring gunfights. Lightsaber duels were like swordfights, only shinier. The colours, the flashes as they crashed together, the shzuuum noise they made as they cut through the air… It sent shivers down my geeky little spine.

And they haven’t gone out of date yet either. A lot of science fiction gadgets were pretty incredible ideas in their day, but modern technology makes them look old hat. Take the Hitchhiker’s Guide. When Douglas Adams penned his scifi classic, the idea of a book that held all the secrets of the universe was pretty far out, but with the advent of the iPhone and other pocket technology, all it would take was someone writing ‘Don’t Panic’ on the casing in large friendly letters and hey presto!

A truly enviable scifi gadget is one that will be cool for generations to come. The lightsaber survived a second outing, some thirty years after its first appearance (let’s face it, the best thing about Episode One was Darth Maul’s double ended lightsaber) and we’re still nowhere near creating one in reality. Plus, it is essentially a sword, and swords are still cool several centuries since they were the weapon of choice. Think how long shiny laser swords will remain cool based on this fact.

So, if I could have any one scifi gadget in real life, it would have to be a lightsaber, even though I’d probably chop off my own arm trying to use it.

After all, to quote one Captain Jack (the Time Agent, not the pirate) who has a sonic screwdriver?

Review: Feed by Mira Grant

Title: Feed

Author: Mira Grant

Series: Newsflesh #1

Genre: Future Dystopia, Zombie Apocalypse

Publisher: Orbit

Summary (from GoodReads)

The year was 2014. We had cured cancer. We had beat the common cold. But in doing so we created something new, something terrible that no one could stop. The infection spread, virus blocks taking over bodies and minds with one, unstoppable command: FEED.

NOW, twenty years after the Rising, Georgia and Shaun Mason are on the trail of the biggest story of their lives-the dark conspiracy behind the infected. The truth will out, even if it kills them.

What’s Good About It

A lot. Frankly. This is one of those books you can’t put down. Physically can’t – lest it get destroyed if it leaves the protection of your hands and you never find out what happens next. Which is odd, really, because a lot of the book is detailed description of the post zombie-apocalypse world that Georgia and Shaun inhabit. It’s clear that Grant has thought long and hard about the realities of living in such a world, and she’s dedicated the word count to making the ins and outs of daily life perfectly clear, from the blood testing to the nature of the virus itself.

I think she gets away with it simply because it’s so fascinating. There’s also a lot going on in terms of plot events, so it’s not like the book ever goes through a dry spell where nothing much happens. All the description and exposition is spaced out between nail biting, edge of the seat action, and touching character moments.

The characters are great too – fully developed and explored. The true horror of the story doesn’t come from the zombies, but the characters willing to use them for personal gain – both on a small and large scale. Whether it  be a Mason family trip to the zoo to boost ratings, or a political plot to halt the momentum of a presedential campaign, these moments are full of the darkest elements of the human race.

The story is gritty, the pace intense and the world is fantastically realised. Absolutely incredible stuff.

What’s Not So Good

No book is perfect, but for me this comes pretty close. I imagine it’s length might be off putting to some, and those looking for a gore-fest zombie horror of the Zombieland ilk will be disappointed. This is a taught, political thriller. Which just happens to have zombies.

Rating: 5/5

You Won’t Catch Me Camping

So, I saw on Twitter that Twilight fans are camping out days ahead of the Eclipse premiere. To me, the question that immediately springs to mind is: why?????

This level of fanaticism isn’t limited only to Twihards. Back in my day (haha, I’m twenty two… you’d think I was forty) it was Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings, and my school friends would queue outside the midnight bookstore openings/cinema viewings in order to be as close to possible to being first to lay their hands/eyes on the latest installment.

Now I loved Lord of the Rings, and I loved Harry Potter. I would get very excited at the release of the latest book/film. I would want to see/read it desperately. But would I ever go camping outside to get there first? Would I Hell.

For a start I have a healthy respect for personal hygiene. I like to shower. I like to use a bathroom that belongs to me. I do not like to forsake these comforts.

Then there’s the act of camping itself. For more than just the aforementioned hygiene reason, I am not a fan of camping. To me, there is nothing more illogical than choosing to sleep outside with only a flimsy sheet for protection. If there’s a bed to sleep in, I will be sleeping in it. Preferably inside four brick walls.

And quite apart from anything, it’s terribly sad really. Exercise a little patience. It will be in every cinema/bookstore in the morning. Does it really matter if you get it fourthousandtwohundredandsixtyseventh, as opposed to twelfth? No not really. Okay, some idiot somewhere will post spoilers in some forum – so don’t go looking for them. Impose an internet ban.

Admittedly, I understand it a little more when it comes to the premieres. You might want a good look at the stars as they walk the red carpet. But, being the sort of person who is far more interested in the character than the actor that plays them, I can’t see myself ever feeling even the slightest urge. Not when I can watch them on the telly from the comfort of my sofa.

Maybe I’m just grumpy. Maybe I just didn’t get the camping gene. But even if I did, I would be using it in the British countryside somewhere, not holed up outside Waterstones. I mean, imagine that – cooking your breakfast-in-a-tin over a gas fire on the main highstreet. Forgive me for not finding that appealing. At all.