Chasing Love by Vidhi Mohan is a story of empowerment and love. The main character Rebel is a woman is a streak of bad relationships. As much as she talks about bad luck in love, the truth is she simply doesn’t value herself. We follow her story as she jumps once again into an unhealthy relationship. The value of this story, in my opinion, lies in the fact that Rebel manages to break her pattern and improves herself.
Well, this all sounds fun and dandy, but let me assure you, my critical mind won’t let you down. I have four, let me repeat, four pages of notes on this novel. Some are good, some bad…
You know that book you keep seeing everywhere? Everyone seems to have read it? Everyone constantly talks about how good it is? And you haven’t read it?
That was Taylor Jenkins Reid’s The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo to me. At first, I simply didn’t have time to read it, then I could find a copy anywhere… in the end I became very intimidated by it. I avoided reading it for such a long time because I was afraid I would be disappointed with it. As I started reading, it didn’t take long for me to fall in love. I was hooked on the third page. It actually took me by surprise.
If you’re completely out of the loop like I was, then let me tell you a little about this book.
The story follows a journalist named Monique who is hired to interview a movie star Evelyn Hugo. Evelyn is one of the most beautiful women ever, she is a big old Hollywood star and she is simply captivating. She is also, in her own words, awful.
A few moments ago I read the last page of Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo. How dare she…? Such a sadist. I’m done falling in love with her writing. Now I’m just falling into the abyss.
This was the kiss he’d been waiting for. It was a gunshot. It was prairie fire. It was the spin of Makker’s Wheel. Jesper felt the pounding of his heart—or was it Wylan’s?—like a stampede in his chest, and the only thought in his head was a happy, startled, Oh. Slowly, inevitably, they broke apart. “Wylan,” Jesper said, looking into the wide blue sky of his eyes, “I really hope we don’t die.
If this is your first time reading my review on the Grishaverse, let me catch you up on everything that’s been going on. I decided to have a tiny one-person readathon and I decided to read only Leigh Bardugo’s Grishaverse. I’ve been reading the books in chronological order and in that order you’ll find my essays/reviews on them. Firstly, there is the Shadow and Bone trilogy which contains Shadow and Bone, Siege and Storm, and Ruin and Rising. Then, I read Six of Crows. And now we’re here.
Leigh Bardugo is a villain. I will shortly explain why. If you are just now joining me on my little one-woman journey reading Grishaverse, welcome! So, a week ago I decided to read all of Leigh Bardugo’s Grishaverse books. My goal was, and still is, to get back into reading YA fantasy. I believe I have chosen the right writer to start with. I started by reading the Shadow and Bone trilogy and you can read my opinions on all three books Shadow and Bone, Siege and Storm and Ruin and Rising.
And now, here we are again. I finished Six of Crows. Wow. I couldn’t have anticipated I would like this book so much. I mean, yes, everyone warned me that it was even better than Shadow and Bone trilogy, but still… Now, I wouldn’t say I liked it more. I love them all equally.
Maybe there are no words at the moment for me to explain the emotions I’m feeling right now. Because I can’t seem to find them. When I started this ‘Grishaverse reading project’, honestly, I didn’t expect to be affected in this way. And yet I am.
A few days ago I made a decision to reacquaint myself with YA fantasy. Decision was struck to make Leigh Bardugo’s Grishaverse my first victim. I am reading the books in order of publication, therefore the first series to read was the Shadow and Bone trilogy. The first book Shadow and Bone was an enjoyable reading experience, then the second book Siege and Stormgave the story a new darkness and I enjoyed it even more than the first one. And so, my journey with Alina comes to an end. I have just finished Ruin and Rising by Leigh Bardugo… and I am ruined.
“Na razrusha’ya. I am not ruined. E’ya razrushost. I am ruination.”
Hello stranger! If you are just joining me on my journey in rediscovering YA fantasy, I suggest you check out my review/essay on Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo where I explain everything. I have arrived at the second milestone in reading the Grishaverse. This morning I finished Siege and Storm. This is the second book in the Shadow and Bone trilogy.
WARNING: if you haven’t read this book by now, I’m (not) sorry to inform you that there will be spoilers.
This quarantine has really turned everything upside down. It even made my posh, I-only-read-adult-fiction ass, read young adult fantasy. I know… I’ve gone mad. What is happening to me? Well, it’s good you asked… Because, we all know by now, that I will certainly tell you all my opinions.
So, picture me, sitting in my room, relaxed, drinking coffee, scrolling through my twitter feed. And I’m becoming more and more confused. I don’t understand anything these people are talking about. There are abbreviations and weird names I’d never heard before. I find it really hard to talk to these people since we seem to have so little in common.
Then, I decided I had to change that as soon as possible. I will, after all, have to read all these ya fantasy books if I want to be one of the cool kids. Peer pressure, I guess.
Since we are faced with the possibility of death, I decided to give in to this macabre ambiance! Therefore, I read Will My Cat Eat My Eyeballs?: Big Questions from Tiny Mortals about Death by Caitlin Doughty. It is by far the most unique book I’ve read this year so far! This a nonfiction written by a mortician (you might’ve stumbled upon her YouTube channel). I’ve been watching Doughty’s videos for quite some time and the subject of them has always interested me, so naturally, when I got my hands on one of her books I devoured it in one sitting!
Galatea by Madeline Miller is an incredible short story. It is a retelling of a Greek myth. At first I was confused by how Miller could possibly tell this story in only 20 pages. The fact that the story is so short actually made it so much more powerful than it would’ve been as a lengthy novel.
“That’s the stone,” I said, “like I told you. It can’t get warm without sun. Haven’t you ever touched a statue?”
Doctor Faustus by Christopher Marlowe is a surprisingly easy-to-read Elizabethan play. The protagonist (or perhaps he is an antagonist) is Doctor Faustus himself. He is an incredibly vain and arrogant man in search of knowledge. However, his desire to be knowledgeable is insatiable and quickly he wishes to be equal to God. This is beautifully expressed in the prologue when he is compared to Ikarus: „His waxen wings did mount above his reach, / And melting heavens conspired his overthrow.“ Faustus then starts dabbling in magic and conjuring, but his goal is still something much more. He decides to sell his soul to the Devil. As he speaks an utterly and unnecessarily melodramatic incantation, Mephistopheles appears. This is the moment in which I lost my shit. Why? You may ask.