Have you seen the movie Kicking and Screaming?
Not the one with Will Ferrell. (Nothing against WF, I love him, I'm just talking about the other one).
This is the one by Noah Baumbach, who wrote The Squid and The Whale and many other awesome movies.
Well, if you haven't seen it, there's this one moment where Chet (played by Eric Stoltz), the local over-educated barkeep and Otis (Carlos Jacott), the hilarious but infantile member of the group of friends decide to start a book club. Anyway, it becomes clear pretty quickly at the first meeting that Otis is pretending to have read the book.
Such. A great. Scene.
Anyway-- my point-- and I am getting to it, is that I'm kinda feeling like I'm that member of the Book Club.
The first month, the book was checked out of the library and I didn't get it in time. This month, I was planning to post a little late and then #snowmageddon hit.
I know. These excuses sound lame even to me.
It's like that I time I had to call the representative of TIAA-Cref and tell her I couldn't make our appointment to discuss my retirement account because my cat had an eye infection and the veterinarian said I had to bring him in IMMEDIATELY.
And even though that was TRUE, I still sound like one of my students.
I am trying, though, and I'm hoping that I will not get kicked out of the book club.
I caught up, and read both Ransom Rigg's Ms. Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children and Laini Taylor's Daughter of Smoke and Bone.
Here are the briefest of reviews: I enjoyed Ms. Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children. The photos made the book oh-so-compelling. I enjoyed the imagination of the story and the cool world-building. I adored the characters. I want to see more books with integrated images/old photos.
All that being said, Daughter of Smoke and Bone blew me away. It transported me into another world. I didn't see a single twist or turn coming, and yet every plot point was perfectly believable. Most of all, I LOVED Taylor's precision of words. She has a special gift for language. At moments reading the book I almost kind of drooled over her words (and I realize this sentence does nothing to display a special talent I may or may not have with words. Sorry. I'm still a little awed). They were magical.
Many times lately I've read a book that is a part of a series, and while I've enjoyed the experience, I've thought: I'm not necessarily going to rush out to buy when the next one comes out. Maybe I'm being stingy with my reading time. Maybe I'm feeling the fatigue of so many three-book deals. That was not the case with this book. I will keep reading Laini Taylor.