Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Going Viral

Big news here at the Bat Cave: Super Librarian is going viral! Just when you thought it was safe to wander around on the interwebs.

Head on over to The Good The Bad The Unread to read my review of Twisted by Andrea Kane. Yeah, Sybil roped me into it. Literally. She conked me over the head with a blunt object (I believe it was a tire iron). I've agreed to do the occasional review for her and I'm heading up a special project that is launching on Friday. I'm going to be cryptic for now cuz honestly, you only have to wait until Friday. I will say though that it will last the whole month of May, I have several books to review because of it, and there are freebies to give away. If you're a regular over at TGTBTU, this really shouldn't be all that hard to figure out.

In the meantime, you'll notice on the sidebar I added a spot for any Super Librarian TGTBTU links. Just for all you groupies out there. Enjoy!

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Ooo, Ahhh, Pretty

I traipsed over to Susan Wiggs' web site for another purpose entirely and immediately got swept off my feet by the reprint cover for The Charm School (May 1). I then went to Amazon to look up release date information, so I could pimp the prettiness on my blog, and I also came across the new cover for the sequel, The Horsemaster's Daughter (June 1).

Let's take a moment to bask in the pretty and shiny.

This is where I'm once again going to reveal that I am The Freak, because while many readers tend to rave about The Charm School, I found it highly enjoyable but not super, fantastic terrific. On the other hand I adored The Horsemaster's Daughter which Charm School Ravers tend to say, "Meh, not as good as Charm School." But honestly - that's splitting hairs, because both books are very good.

Sigh, I know Wiggs is probably making bigger bucks writing contemporaries but I selfishly dream of the day when she'll see the error of her wicked ways and return to historicals. Not bloody likely. And with my luck, she'd probably return to historicals to write something set in Regency London. Bah.

But back to the subject at hand - these new pretty, shiny reprints. Even though I already have copies stashed away with my keepers, I'm thinking they're not in pristine condition. And dang, did I mention how pretty these covers are? Maybe The Boyfriend's right and I really am a sick little monkey. Because dang, only I would be contemplating buying new copies of books I've already read just because the Harlequin cover art people had a really good day.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

YeeHaw!

I don't normally highlight that many contests going on around Romance Bloglandia, but this one was too good to ignore. My girl, Mad, over at Novel Thoughts And Book Talk is giving away copies of some hard to find westerns, and both contests end on April 30.

First up, a copy of Parting Gifts by Lorraine Heath, which I haven't read (::sigh:: I know KristieJ) but hear is fantastic. Then, to sweeten the deal? Mad is giving away all six books in the Rock Creek Six series written by Lori Handeland and Linda Devlin. This series is a personal favorite, and also not that easy to find. So go forth, and enter people!

Friday, April 25, 2008

Football Widow

For those of you who don't live with a sports obsessed man, let me enlighten you to the fact that this weekend is the NFL Draft. For The Boyfriend, this is basically like a bar mitzvah, Christmas morning, and finding a forgotten $20 bill in a jacket pocket all rolled into one.

To put it into further perspective, the NFL draft to him is like me finding out about a used bookstore going out of business sale, or finding that hard-to-find, out-of-print book at the UBS where the owner is only selling it for $2 because they have no idea how much money they could make off of it on eBay.

Yeah, it's like that.

I'll be able to count on a couple of things this weekend. 1) He's going to want some sort of snack-like item for meals. I foresee the demand for nachos and/or tacos. And 2) A lot of uninterrupted "alone time" for Wendy where he's not yelling from the other room, "Hey whatcha doing?" every 15 minutes.

The plan is to do the usual drudgery that marks my weekend (hello, laundry! hello, toilet brush!), maybe a bookstore run, and I really, really want to get some reading done. Seriously. I'm about ready to tear my fingernails out if I don't get more than one hour of uninterrupted reading time. My TBR pile, and a special project I'm working on, are screaming at me at a couple thousand decibels.

So, anyone else going to be a football widow this weekend? If so, any exciting plans?

Thursday, April 24, 2008

On The Same Page

I personally felt there was quite a bit of coverage about the Romantic Times Convention this year, which I found to be ahem interesting reading.

I've always said that if RT ever decides to hit the west coast, that I would entertain the idea of going. After reading all this? I'm thinking not. The costume balls, the cover models, the plethora of fangirls - nope, not my scene. And the whole time I was reading the coverage I had to stop myself from saying out loud, "Oh cripes, you've got to be kidding me!"

Actually the first person I thought of while I was reading about all the... hmmm, words really do fail... was my brother-in-law. The Big Sis' husband loves comic books. Big time. Batman, Spiderman, the X-Men. Frank Miller is God! You get the idea. He's a smart guy. A well-spoken guy. Loves him some comic books. I wouldn't say comic books are deadly serious for him, but he's the sort that wants people to view the genre in a positive light. It's not fluffy. It's not trite. Heck, there are some well written and well drawn comics out there. He wants you to acknowledge that. Then all his hard work begins to unravel by the guy walking around dressed like the Green Lantern at some comic book convention.

Which is sort of where I am with romance. I've talked on this blog a time or two (or three) that the genre still has serious detractors among librarians. Yes, people in my profession. People who should frankly be jumping for joy that people are reading anything. Period. They tell me that their library patrons, "don't read bodice rippers," that there is no "need" or that I shouldn't "spend their money on them." Well they're right. Their patrons don't read "bodice rippers" because they chased off all the romance readers years ago. Just because you don't read something doesn't make it wrong.

So here I am. The librarian who has been labeled amongst fellow staff as "loving romance novels." Talking about how the genre is viable, entertaining, thought-provoking, fun, uplifting, validating, feminist - all the things that romance readers have been saying to detractors ad nauseam over the years.

Then RT comes along and I feel like I'm pissin' in the wind.

I tell myself that just because dressing in a Halloween costume and oogling bare-chested models isn't my scene doesn't make it wrong. RT serves it's purpose. It's a chance for readers and authors to get together. A chance for people with a like-minded interest to mingle. A chance to attend some interesting workshops. But it's all the other "stuff." The costumes, the models, the entire Ellora's Cave shindig....

And I'm not sure we can have it both ways. I'm not sure we can talk out of both sides of our mouth. On one hand "we" want respect. We want people to stop sneering at the genre. On the other we have the Star-Trek-like convention atmosphere of RT. Can both concepts co-exist together? I'm not so sure. Is it working for the comic book world? Maybe, but it hasn't been a slam dunk. I know librarians who only put up with graphic novels because they circulate very well until they eventually get stolen.

It's an issue I'm torn on. I don't want to deny anyone their fun, certainly no one should take themselves too seriously, and naysayers are notoriously stubborn anyway - so what exactly am I worried about? Possibly that when I tell professionals in my chosen career that I love to read romance novels they'll immediately think I like to grope Chippendales wannabes in my spare time.

Um no.

I'd be the girl who would point and laugh.

So where does that leave me? Back where I started. I'm a notoriously live and let live kind of person, and there is no denying that a segment of the romance reading community genuinely enjoys what RT offers. Just because it doesn't appeal to me doesn't make it bad or wrong. Still, there's that little part of me that wishes the genre would separate itself from all the influences that have made it nigh to impossible for it to be taken seriously over the years.

Which leaves me back to pissin' in the wind.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Did I Just Make Up A Word?

Super Librarian's Romance Novel Glossary

Series Bait (n.)

def. When secondary characters pop into a romance novel for no apparent reason other than for the author to pimp them out as protagonists for future books in a never ending series.

Usage: The story was supposed to be about this hot, Alpha Army Ranger wounded in combat and the naive, virgin doctor who nurses him back to health, but the other guys in the hero's unit kept showing up and did nothing other than spew forth dialogue that no man would say in real life. Then it dawned on me they were just series bait and I skimmed those chapters.

Glossary idea shamelessly stolen from Margee.

And did I just make up the term "series bait?" Or did I read it on another blog? Cuz honestly, I think it's kind of clever and I'm not a terribly clever girl. Hey, if I did make it up all on my own I'm thinking I might trademark it.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

The New It Girl

Oh the things you learn when you browse publisher catalogs. I have seen some minor buzz around Blog Land for Lisa Kleypas October historical, Seduce Me At Sunrise. She even has a sneak peek up at her web site. What I didn't know is that she also has a Christmas hard cover coming out mid-October (I'm finding a 10/14 laydown date) called A Wallflower Christmas. Yes, a hard cover historical. And yes, it's one of those cute little Christmas books. According to the specs in the catalog, it's clocking in at 224 pages and retailing at $16.95 (which is about average for these sort of releases).

Description:
When an uncivilized American rake seeks a proper British heiress to wed, love is the last thing on his mind.

Rafe Bowman comes to London for an arranged marriage with the perfect aristocratic bride. But before the courtship can begin, Rafe needs to learn the rules of London society. And when four former Wallflowers try to make him into a gentleman, their plans go wildly astray. Winning a bride turns out to be more complicated than Rafe Bowman anticipated as Christmas works in the most unexpected ways...and changes the most cynical hearts.
I know a lot of readers get their panties in a wad when an author moves to hard cover, but I tend to find it exciting. Why? Because even though "we" all know that paperback originals are "real books" there's an air of legitimacy to hard covers. There just is. Yeah, yeah - I know many readers think they're bulky, over priced, and not worth the money - but I gotta say nothing gets my librarian rocks off quite like a shiny, new, hard cover book with a crisp, clean, pretty book jacket. It just does. And if the cover featured in the catalog is what ends up on the finished product? It's pretty. Really pretty. Another headless people cover, but these headless people are three young ladies wearing high-waisted dresses.

I've been excited to see Kleypas move to hard cover, because I thought it was a jump that made sense. One, I thought Avon was nuts to let her go (completely and totally insane). Two, her foray into contemporary appears to have been largely well-received by her fans and I do think it's given her more name recognition. As much as I love me historicals, I do think they're still a niche market. By branching out into writing some contemporaries, Kleypas has gained new readers - readers that very well might follow her back to her historicals. It also doesn't hurt matters that she's one of the most poised and professional authors I've ever encountered. And nice. Damn, just really, really nice.

So will readers turn out and buy this cute little Christmas book? I suspect so. For one thing the Wallflower series turned out to be quite popular, and for another, Kleypas is the kind of author that has generated a very loyal fan base. They'll buy, they'll lap it up, and they'll beg for more. I really think Kleypas is poised to become "the next big thing" in the mainstream - even if we romance readers know just how long and hard she's worked over the years to become an overnight sensation.

Now to sit back and watch it all unfold....

Monday, April 21, 2008

Houston, We Have A Plot!

About the only thing I love more than shiny, crisp, brand-new books is publisher catalogs - and I see quite a bit of both thanks to work. Thank sweet baby Jesus for the fine folks at St. Martin's Minotaur because their new catalog means I (and you) now have a plot description for Chelsea Cain's September release, Sweetheart.
When the body of a young woman is discovered in Portland's Forest Park, Archie is reminded of the last time they found a body there: it turned out to be the Beauty Killer's first victim, and Archie's first case. Trouble is, Archie can't focus on the new investigation because the Beauty Killer case has exploded: Gretchen Lowell has escaped from prison.

Archie hadn't seen her in two months; he'd moved back in with his family and sworn off his obsession with her. Though it should feel like progress, he actually feels worse. The news of her escape spreads like wildfire, but secretly, Archie is relieved. He knows he's the only one who can catch her, and in fact, he has a plan to get out from under her thumb once and for all.
I knew Gretchen was going to be back, but yippee! So is Archie! Gah, is it September yet?

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Invitation To The Ball

We have winners for the Georgette Heyer/Sourcebooks contest!

Big congratulations to Andrea, Jenifer, Trish, Janicu, and Denise!

Ladies you have until Friday, April 25 to e-mail me your shipping address. After that, I'll draw runner-up winner(s). Books will be shipped directly from the fine folks at Sourcebooks. Thanks for playing everybody!

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Contest Reminder

Today is the last day to enter the Georgette Heyer contest. Go forth and enter young misses! Winners to be drawn at random on Sunday, April 20!

Friday, April 18, 2008

Joker's Wild

Look kiddies, a book review from your Auntie Wendy, Super Librarian! Between my lackadaisical mood and the return from the Stomach Virus From Hell, it's amazing I finally finished a book. To make it even more depressing, it took me two weeks (yes, two!) to finish a category romance clocking in 267 pages. Seriously, I know I left my mojo lying around here somewhere.

Betting On Santa by Debra Salonen was part of Harlequin SuperRomance's evil plot to get me to buy all of their November 2007 releases. And since all of them were Christmas-themed books that featured a jaunty red bow on the cover, y'all know I blithely opened my wallet and said, "Please sir, please take all of this money. Whatever else will I need it for?" For essentially being an impulse buy this was a pretty decent read. It didn't rock my socks, and I found it uneven in parts, but I enjoyed Salonen's style and wouldn't be adverse to giving her other books a go should the plot(s) tickle my fancy.

Tessa Jamison is the girl that everybody can depend on. Raised by a drug-addicted, musician stepfather meant a very unstable childhood, so when Tessa grew up she became a workaholic with her own consulting business, made sure her mother had a retirement plan, and put her younger half-sister on the books so she'd have health insurance. Sunny left Oregon for a time, and lived in Texas, only to come home pregnant. Now that little Joey is two, Tessa goads Sunny into confronting Joey's father. The boy shouldn't grow up without a Daddy and it's obvious to Tessa that Sunny still has feelings for the mystery man.

Tragedy inevitably strikes. On her way to see the Baby Daddy, Sunny gets in a car accident and lands in a coma. Tessa and her mother head to Texas to be by her side. In the meantime, Tessa takes it upon herself to find the Baby Daddy, but all she has to go on in Sunny's flighty diary entries. Naturally the two sister's never bothered to talk about the little inconsequential things in life like, oh I don't know, the guy who knocks you up.

Tessa zeros in on Cole Lawry, former real estate big shot, now a carpenter, and temporarily playing Santa at the local church bazaar. He gave Sunny a job when she lived in Texas. Did he give her something more? ::wink, wink, nudge, nudge::

This plot does work as long as the reader doesn't think about it too hard. I thought too hard. I couldn't get past the fact that Sunny never discloses the Baby Daddy's identity to her own mother and sister. Assuming I was single, if I moved back to my hometown after living out of state, and showed up on my family's doorstep pregnant? Yeah, pregnant or not my sisters would be beating the Baby Daddy's identity right out of me. So I just couldn't quite wrap my mind around that. Also, Tessa traipses off to find the Baby Daddy without Sunny telling her jack. I mean, what if the man was abusive? What if Sunny left him, didn't tell him about the baby, because he was married? Beat the crap out of her? Was a crack dealer? I mean, Tessa doesn't know - and she doesn't once stop to think about the consequences. She's thinking Sunny could die and Joey should know his daddy. Never mind that she doesn't have an inkling about the man's character.

Now Cole I genuinely liked. This is a guy who has been burned. He married the boss' daughter, a spoiled little girl who liked $600 purses and designer labels. He tries to shoe-horn himself into her life and does become a success as a real estate agent, before it all goes sour in a bad business deal. Wife leaves. Job is toast. Cole gets divorced and heads home to lick his wounds. He's working a crappy carpenter job (the pay ain't that great and no health insurance), but is glad to be home. He's a blue collar guy, with a blue collar soul, and has gotten to the point in his life where that is just jim-dandy with him.

His attraction to Tessa is complicated. She's a successful businesswoman. She's driven. She's ambitious. Her wardrobe costs more than his house. It would never work. On the flip-side, Tessa sees Cole and at first sees a man who has given up. She equates this to no ambition, and honestly her character is pretty darn uppity at times. She ran hot and cold for me. At moments she thaws out and I like her well enough and yet at other times she equates blue collar to "no ambition" and that really grates.

There are quite a few secondary characters in this story, as this is the second book in a multi-author series about Texas poker buddies who fall in love. At times I felt the inclusion of these characters was unnecessary. They seemed more like series-filler than actual necessities to this particular story, but luckily their roles are relegated to a couple of chapters and their presence isn't a constant distraction.

The ending is over-the-top and features a grand romantic gesture. I rolled my eyes, but the moment when Cole and Tessa embrace, and declare their love, I melted like ice cream on a hot plate. Yeah, I'm a sap. So all in all? A pleasant read. I doubt I'll pick up the rest of the books in this series, but I liked Salonen's writing style. Even with me nitpicking the plot set-up to death, and Tessa's occasional bouts of snobbery, this story generally worked for me.

Final Grade = C+

Thursday, April 17, 2008

The Price Is What?!

Book Binge had an interesting post up the other day asking readers when they stop going to the bookstore for certain authors and start hitting the library.

While I'm a librarian, I don't exclusively use the library. I use it mostly for my audio book fix, and the minimal hard cover reading I do. I've also been known to check out any trade paperbacks from work that I'm not quite sure I want to spend $14 on.

That's the long answer. However, it dawned on me yesterday that the short answer is June 17, 2008. Yep - that's when you need to start using your local library because that's the day that Fearless Fourteen by Janet Evanovich lands at the peachy retail price of....

wait for it....

$27.95

$27.95 for a 320 page book that will have the Exact. Same. Plot. (what there is of one) as the previous 13 books and if my guess is right - enough white space to think you're vacationing in Greenland in January.

Am I being too harsh? Maybe. I mean - who pays retail on books anymore? Between discount warehouse stores, WalMart and Amazon, nobody is going to be paying $27.95 for this book. But dang, it's the principal of the thing.

I happen to keep up with this series on audio, and I do still get some marginal enjoyment out of it because I accepted long ago that it was never going to go anywhere. Stephanie is never going to choose between Morelli and Ranger, she's always going to blow up her cars, and she's never going to learn to take her gun out of the cookie jar. That, and Rex The Hamster is now officially immortal.

But despite all this, I keep listening. Why? Because I usually get at least one genuine laugh out of the experience and Ranger always says something so insanely sexy that I have to change my panties.

Yeah, I went there.

Still, $27.95?! Honestly, now.

And before y'all start whining about how your library sucks and you'll have to wait too long for your copy of the book - reread any one of the previous 13. Because really, they're all the same book. Yeah, I went there.

And yes, I'm well aware that Janet Evanovich has nothing to do with the pricing on her books. I'm more than well aware that's the work of her publisher.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

More Book Pimpage And Contest Time

I'm going to let you all in on a dirty little secret: Librarians love reprints. Honestly, we're a slave for them. I know many readers get annoyed with reprints, especially when there is trickery involved like changing titles or "updating" the book by including rewritten/added chapters. Yeah, I do understand that frustration. But librarians? We love them. Why? Because even though we'd like them to, books don't last forever. Bindings go, pages become brittle/yellow, dust bunnies happen, and years of grubby hands handling them means we occasional have to ::gasp:: throw books away. Even when they're by insanely popular authors. We do our best, but hey - we're librarians, not miracle workers.

My latest case of Reprint Euphoria is thanks to the lovely folks at Sourcebooks. They're reprinting a mess of Georgette Heyer! Titles I haven't seen in existence in years. And let me tell you, I'm positively giddy. In many cases the Heyer collection in my library system is from the 1960s, and many of those books have circulated hundreds (if not thousands, our computer software doesn't go that far back) of times. I shudder to think what they look like sitting on the shelf, and I'm sure they haven't been discarded by our branch staff because, hello?! It's Georgette Heyer!

I was already buying several copies of these trade paperback reprint editions for work when I got an e-mail from Sourcebooks. What does this mean for you? That's right, another contest! The lovely folks at Sourcebooks have agreed to send five winners, one randomly selected title, from their current batch of Heyer reprints. Think of this as a chance to get reacquainted with a classic author, the mother of the Regency romance genre, and the fun surprise of winning a random book. What could you win? Will it be Black Sheep? Lady of Quality? Friday's Child? The suspense! The anticipation! The fun to be had!

So how do you win? Comment on this post and either 1) Tell me your favorite Heyer title and why you think I should read it or 2) Tell me why you want to win one of these free books. 1) I've never read Heyer (I know, I know!) and figure a librarian should try at least one and 2) Any reason at all! Funny, serious, because you have a sense of entitlement - anything goes!

Winners will be drawn at random on Sunday, April 20. Books will be getting shipped directly from Sourcebooks and they have graciously agreed to ship internationally! So c'mon all you wacky foreigners, join in on the fun.

And just because I'm a librarian and I have to - here's the scoop on Soucebooks reprints for your browsing pleasure:

Current Heyer reprints available:
An Infamous Army
Cotillion
False Colours
Friday's Child
The Spanish Bride

Coming soon:
Lady of Quality
Black Sheep
Royal Escape
Faro's Daughter
Regency Buck
Conqueror
Charity Girl
Simon the Coldheart
Reluctant Widow

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Little Miss Crabby Pants Is Not Amused

I'm sick. Again. One month after the last time I had this stomach virus from Hell. How did this happen? Has it been incubating in the office and I was just lucky enough to get it again? Was it from eating seafood for dinner last night? From watching my Detroit Tigers try to play the game of baseball?

My body is betraying me. It wants everything out of my system, and it's using every avenue available to it. Never mind there is now officially nothing left in my stomach.

I want to die. Someone please kill me. Whine, whine, whine.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Steaming Pile Of Awesomeness

I got a one word e-mail from Sybil yesterday, which included an attached e-mail from one of the Bat Cave's favorite authors, Cheryl St. John. Sybil's one word?

"Dude."

Dude is right. What incredible awesomeness did Sybil via Cheryl send me? A web site that lists, in numerical order, with ISBNs, and cover art all the Harlequin Historicals ever published. And, wait for it....

It's current as of April 2008.

If this web site was a candy bar it would be the creamy nougat of awesomeness.

You can see the full list, in all it's glory, here.

But wait, it gets even better....

If you go to the homepage, Mills & Boon Historicals get the same treatment! Plus there are options to jump through the list by year and series number.

The site has apparently been around in various guises over the years, and is currently being run/updated by Gemma, a M&B Historical fan living in Scotland. I think I can speak for all HH lovers out there when I say Gemma is the coolest chick evuh and she totally rocks our socks.

Oh, the treasures to be found, the authors to reminisce about, and the sheer glory of all that old school cover art. I'm especially fond of this gem of the tag-line for Rebellion by Nora Roberts.

"The heart speaks louder than the head...."

Is it just me or does that sound really dirty? What? No one in the HH editorial department back in the day could come up with "The heart speaks louder than the mind?"

Be sure to spend some time in particular browsing the late 1980s, early 1990s when Harlequin was publishing historicals by such names as Kathleen Eagle, Patricia Potter, Nicole Jordan and Elizabeth Lowell. It's a fantastic trip down memory lane, and a serious danger to anyone with an eBay fetish. Words cannot express how awesome the Bat Cave thinks this site is - so massive love to Sybil, my fellow HH addict aficionado and a big, indirect, thanks to Cheryl! Go forth, enjoy, and e-mail Gemma to tell her how awesome she is!

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Introducing Little Miss Crabby Pants

My Tigers are 0-7 and I haven't read a single word since last Thursday when I wrapped up Private Arrangements by Sherry Thomas. Not. A. Single. Word. I could blame it on our shiny new TV distracting me, but I'm not above admitting that's a total cop-out.

I think I might be depressed.

What I need is some good news. Like, is Maggie Osborne seeing the error of her ways and coming out of retirement? Or because I refused to set my Tivo to record the game will the Tigers actually win today?

In the meantime, since I'm sure nobody wants to read Little Miss Crabby Pants whine her crabby little head off - I've got some general housekeeping.

Over the weekend I added a few more titles to the Upcoming Historical Romances wiki. You know, there's some cool stuff over there. You can find an RSS feed under the "What's New" section and I have actual members now! Mind you only three - but I have members! At this point I'm not sure what my members can do other than show their solidarity. I've locked down the wiki so that only I can update it. Will that change? Eh, I haven't made up my mind yet.

I also finally added my ebooks to my Library Thing account - thereby increasing my total number of books listed over there. Eep! And yeah, right now I'm only doing Harlequins as ebooks. I'm thinking that by making the switch to digital that they'll take up less space, although Lord knows I don't see how it's going to get me to read faster. I need to find my mojo soon. It's starting to get a little desperate here in the Bat Cave (no comment from the peanut gallery thankyouverymuch).

Monday, April 7, 2008

Wendy's Weekend

I had a busy weekend, hence my dropping off the face of the Blogosphere. Saturday was the Ye Big Author Event I've mentioned a couple of times before, and it went well. Of course, I'm off work today and am missing the "debriefing," so all of my coworkers could very well be saying, "Gee, it went well except Wendy really blew chunks as the romance panel moderator." Somehow I don't think so though, since this was the second year I've done it. I mean, if I sucked so bad they wouldn't have asked me two years in a row right? Hey, and even if they do think I suck, it doesn't matter because my Mom thinks I'm cool! So there!

Speaking of my mother, I talked to her and my Lil' Sis over the weekend and relayed the story to them about my day of book pimpage to the Little Old Mature Ladies and how some of them commented that I was a "fantastic actress." This is how much love I get from my family - they both laughed uproariously. Geez.

The big news from this weekend though is our new TV. At Christmas I asked The Boyfriend, "Um, what do you want for Christmas?" To which he replied, "Nothing. I'd rather try to buy a new TV this year." And since his job is going well, and my job is going well, and we've been saving money like good little monkeys, we bought a new TV this weekend. I've taken to calling it The Pacifier. An LCD, flat panel that is 46" glorious inches. The colors! The shiny! The moving pictures! We caught some of one of the Star Wars movies last night, and it was tre' awesome! I might never go the movie theater again (except for when the new Batman movie lands) and wait for everything on DVD.

This new TV also means I get to watch my Tigers in all their 0-6 glory. Getting swept by the White Sox I can handle (just barely, cuz Lord knows I hate me the White Sox) but Kansas City? The Kansas Frickin' City Royals! Ugh! Not only that, it's making me look bad. My father, blood of my blood, asked me yesterday, "What have you done to the Tigers?!" Nothing Dad! I haven't done anything except love them, and give, give, give. And this is the thanks I get. Oh, and it's Boston on the road starting Tuesday. Yeah, that should be fun. I think I might beat the summer rush and schedule a lobotomy right now.

Friday, April 4, 2008

Me and Jane Curtain

I tend to go a big rubbery one whenever I hear that some romance author "writes beautifully." Why? Because that's how others tend to describe Laura Kinsale's books, and frankly her writing style makes my eyes bleed. Yeah, yeah, it's a rich tableau and I'm an ignorant slut, blah blah blah. Hear me now - Bleeding. Eyes.

So when I started hearing the exact same praise lavished on Sherry Thomas' debut, I felt myself going limp like my three-year-old nephew does when he gets ready to throw the mother of all tantrums in a public place. But I've met Sherry in person (who is really very nice by the way) and Private Arrangements is set in Victorian England. I adore Victorians. Factor in all the buzz surrounding this book? Well, I knew I was going to have to bite the bullet and just read the damn thing.
To all of London society, Lord and Lady Tremaine had the ideal arrangement: a marriage based on civility, courteousness, freedom—and living on separate continents.

But once upon a time, things were quite different for the Tremaines…When Gigi Rowland first laid eyes on Camden Saybrook, Lord Tremaine, the attraction was immediate and overwhelming: she simply had to have him. But what began in a spark of passion ended in betrayal the morning after their wedding—and Gigi wants to be free to marry again. Now Camden has returned from America with an outrageous demand—an heir—in exchange for Gigi’s freedom.

Gigi’s decision will have consequences she never imagined, as secrets are exposed, desire is rekindled—and one of London’s most admired couples must either fall in love all over again…or let each other go forever.

I'm going to be honest here, I had real problems with these characters for 75% of this story. My notes (yes, I jotted down notes) include such gems as, "selfish," "distasteful," "petty," "manipulative," "unappealing," and "no redeeming qualities." Contrary to what my jottings might suggest, I have never subscribed to the school of thought that protagonists must be "likable" in order for the reader to connect with the story. Just this year I have read and loved books that featured a former porn star who goes on a vengeance-fueled killing spree and an alcoholic reporter who has checked out of her life to swim in vodka. The key is that both of these less-than-stellar characters had "something" that connected me to them as the reader. The porn star had been raped, beaten and left for dead in the trunk of a car (hence, the eventual killing spree) and the alcoholic reporter was unable to cope with her grief surrounding her daughter's murder and the eventual disintegration of her marriage. But Gigi and Camden? Nope. Just spoiled, petty, and manipulative. Frankly, I can think of no two people who deserved each other more.

But then....

Something shifts over the course of my reading. Thomas uses flashbacks throughout the first half of the novel to tell the story of how Gigi and Camden came to be married. Thomas paints in aching, horrifying, and train-wreck-like detail what happens to drive these two newlyweds apart. It was hard to read, if only because I could see the disaster waiting round the bend. As the reader, you know it ain't going to be pretty, but you're held hostage in suspended animation until the characters get to That Big Scene. Certainly Gigi gets exactly what she deserves, and she pays for her sins, but Camden is hardly blameless in the whole affair and the reader is left wondering - how the heck is the author going to resolve this?

It's once we're past the flashbacks that this story began to work for me, mainly because I started seeing Gigi as a woman who wanted nothing more than to put the past behind her and move on. She made mistakes, she paid for them, but now she wants a life. She's tired of living in virtual limbo - and this is something I can get behind. This is something that I, as the reader, can hang on to.

On the other hand, I felt that Camden never gained the same kind of momentum as Gigi. Yes, yes she done him wrong, but we're talking 10 years here. Sooner or later you have to let your anger go or you're the one who ends up looking like an ass. I soon found myself liking Gigi very much and wanting to knock Camden upside the head with something large and heavy. Never mind that Gigi set my teeth on edge for the first half of the story. All was forgiven!

The writing here truly is beautiful. No bleeding eyes. The best way I can describe it is that there is a wonderful flow and rhythm. I never picked up this book and just read one chapter. Two or three would go by without me so much as breaking a sweat, and I positively tore through the last, non-flashback, half. Thomas also gives readers a fantastic Victorian backdrop without resorting to any mind-numbing history-laden info-dumping.

So what did I ultimately think of Private Arrangements? The writing and setting is an A+. Really, one of the most accomplished debut novels I have ever read. Thomas has incredible ability, and I'm anxious to see where her talent takes her. As for the actual story? So strong was my dislike for Gigi and Camden early on, that if this book had been written by a less talented writer - well I'm talking a D folks. And in the end, while they did begin to grow on me a bit like mold in a petri dish, I still wasn't entirely convinced of their romance. Cripes, one little white lie or simple misunderstanding and Camden might take off for another 10 years. Ultimately, I say they elevated themselves to around a C. So great writing, and characters I spent the whole novel being torn over leaves me with....

Final Grade = B

It's a remarkable book. It certainly deserves the praise it has been getting, and I know that I will still be thinking about aspects of this novel a week or two from now. That said, I don't see myself ever rereading it.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Random Bits Of Wendy Wackiness

OK, am I the only one who feels like they've been sleepwalking this week? I've chalked it up to The Boyfriend being out of town (he's back tonight!), but dang, I just can't seem to clear my head.

This has been a full, rich week and it's culminating on Saturday with Ye Big Author Event I posted about some time back. I'll be wearing a couple of hats that day 1) getting authors signed-in and 2) moderator of the romance fiction panel. Yeah, I'll be that girl. Books have been read, discussion questions have been formulated and I wrote up my introductions yesterday. At this point I'm as ready as I'm ever going to be.

My Detroit Tigers just got swept by the lowly Kansas City Royals. Ah, that's the team I know and love! I knew there was a reason I buried my head in the sand when the various analysts started talking about how "dominate and fearsome" my team was going to be this year. Ha! Sometimes it pays to be a natural born skeptic. Also, I'm feeling slightly vindicated because I told The Boyfriend the other day that "I wouldn't be surprised if KC doesn't finish in the basement of the AL Central this year," and he thought I'd fallen on my head.

There's cover art on Amazon for Chelsea Cain's Sweetheart due out this September. Ummmm, gotta say I haven't been real wild about the cover art they've been giving her. That's a thumb print by the way. I'm sure it will make sense once I read the story (the cover art for Heartsick did), but I'm not sure this will grab the attention of browsers. Who knows? I've been wrong before and I could be wrong again.

In other book news, I took the opportunity last night to dig through my TBR and unearth all the 2008 RITA-nominated books I had lying about. The plan (Ha!) is to get them read prior to RWA this July. Of course, the plan was also to read more "old" TBR books this year, and so far that's been a bust. I also need to plow through some more of my HSR backlog for a project I'm working on, and I'm still working on Private Arrangements by Sherry Thomas. Speaking of, it's shaping up to be a mother of a review to write because I'm having a totally mixed experience thus far. I feel a bit like a yo-yo. I just passed the 100 page mark though, so lots of time left to finalize and vocalize my thoughts. And yeah, I know I have to read faster. I just need to get my butt motivated, which has been tough given that I feel like I've been sleepwalking all week.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

When He Cheats


A couple of weeks ago The Boyfriend cheated on me. I know, it's shocking isn't it? I mean, he has The Super Librarian at home! So what did he do and whom did he do it with?

He went into a bookstore with another man! Yes, a bookstore and with a guy!

I love him, God knows I do, but The Boyfriend is not a reader. The only time he'll read is when he's bored out of his skull (he worked a night security job during his po' ass college days) or if he is being held captive on an airplane. Well now he doesn't have a boring job, and he owns a lap top, a personal DVD player and a PSP - so um, he ain't reading on airplanes anymore. I've tried, Lord knows I have, but it just ain't his thing. I read to unwind, relax and because I genuinely love it. Him? He'd rather be watching sports or a movie.

Even Super Librarians have dirty little secrets. Mine is that I'm in love with a man who isn't a reader.

So imagine my surprise when I get a phone call one afternoon. He's a salesman, and is out traveling around with a coworker. When they happen upon a used bookstore, The Coworker (a reader) wants to go in. So The Boyfriend, the same guy who would rather have a root canal or get his prostate checked than go into a bookstore with his loving, sweet and beautiful girlfriend, goes into this bookstore willingly and then has the nerve to call me on the phone to ask if I have any recommendations for The Coworker.

Hand to God!

Ladies, it's a bit like having your husband call and say, "I'm getting ready to drive our hot babysitter home. Oh by the way, did you take the condoms out of my car's glove box or did I use them all?"

Oh well, we all have our crosses to bare. The real sticking point here is even with me throwing this in his face (You went into a bookstore with Jason! ::stamping my foot like a spoiled Regency miss::) I still won't be able to drag him into a bookstore with me. It's a good thing he's an excellent gift giver, that's all I'm sayin'.