The Storyteller is obviously not the first book that ever brings up Auschwitz, the most notorious slaughter camp in human history, as its premise. Be that as it may, it’s one that does it from a slightly different angle. It’s common to punctuate the unimaginable atrocity the SS has done in holocaust, but time to time, it’s interesting to ask a different question. Were all men in SS equally heartless?
Hello, Nerdies. Today, I am back with the second part of the series A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas. The book is called A Court of Mist and Fury, and it’s an amazing transitional story. Teaser After a seemingly happy ending that we were served at the end of the previous […]
Another mystery by MHC. Oh, I think I’ll stop reading old mysteries after this, they just don’t age well and I just don’t want to complain no more. Thriller and horror are genres that heavily depend on suspense and not substance. It brings a lot of problems when there’s even a sliver hint of predictability. […]
Just in case you’re as blind as I was, Circe is one name of the long strings of Greek Gods and Goddesses. And Circe is an eponymous novel of zero to hero journey of the Goddess of Aiaia. Circe is born a lesser God. An immortal with a Goddess’ gait and appearance, but has no […]
The Honey-Don’t List is a helplessly romantic story with a super adorable male-protagonist. Oh my God, don’t get me wrong, I did love Carey, but James? Ugh, I loved loved loved him. I was delighted that he’s always straightforward about his feelings and well, it’s just that, in general, he’s such a lovable guy. And btw, my fondness towards the male character is a quite rare case in CLo’s books.
The only cabin around here is the house with full glass windows bounding it. A hen night, in this kind of house? A full-on aquarium in the middle of nowhere? This starts to feel even more like a mistake, and Nora feels uneasy. Behind the house is dark woods that goes deep with unseeable end. Against it, the house looks eeriely like a stage to Nora. It’s as if, there are a lot of eyes in the woods staring at them going about their lives on the see-through platform.
Alias Grace is a work of fiction wreathed around real events. The center figure of the story, Grace Marks, was an infamous 16 year old Canadian maid who was convicted for murdering both her master, Thomas Kinnear and his housekeeper, Nancy Montgomery. Grace Marks was on her run with her fellow-servant, James McDermott to the United States when they were arrested not long after the murders. Only the Kinnear case was tried, and both Grace and James were found guilty, and were sentenced to hang. However, only James’ execution went through. To her lawyer’s credit, Grace slipped from the lynch, was instead to continue her life sentence in prison.
In 1975, Pol Pot and his Communist organization, Angkar, took over Cambodia. Loung Ung, the writer of this harrowing record, is a daughter of a servant of the regiment before Angkar. First They Killed My Father is her account of the unimaginable tragedy and persecution that her family had to endure from the beginning till the point where they get to exit from it. During the period of 1975 to 1980, child Loung already lost family members, was forced to survive independently, struggled to last from starvation, malnourishment, and the killings.
Beside her also fake name, Amber has made up a story about a made up sister who similarly to Julie, died from CF. This conjured sister should be enough to hook Daphne with a personal twinge. Passionate to her cause indeed, Daphne takes the bait right off the bat. After one opening lunch to reminisce about their sisters, bit by bit, Amber lies her way to be Daphne’s best girl. Easier than she’s expected, Amber has swiftly become a regular in Parrish’s magnificent home.
Trace is such a pretentious, and bad hardcover.
I believe Trace should fall under mystery category, but in it, suspense is non-existent, or non-detectable at the very least. Choosing to reveal the villain right off the bat which otherwise would have been the epicenter of anticipation is really okay if you know what you’re doing. But if you don’t, like in Trace’s case, where there’s no merited follow-up chase to the identified culprit, it very much ruins any trail of thrill. No pun intended.