I’ve actually read a lot the last couple of weeks. I haven’t been working much, so I’ve had plenty of time. That’s kind of nice, actually. I read Swimming Without a Net, by Mary Janice Davidson. I really enjoyed this book a lot. The heroine is great, the world was interesting. In fact, if I hadn’t been seeing more mermaid stuff lately, I would be tempted to use the idea. But this story had some good humor as well as nice characters. I’m going to be searching for the previous book with these characters, although this one works well as a stand-alone.
Next up is Metro Girl, by Janet Evanovich. Now, I’m a big fan of the Stephanie Plum novels, but I’ve never read anything else of Evanovich’s. This one wasn’t bad. Funny, like the Plum books, and the heroine got in a lot of hilarious scrapes. I do like the Plum books better, but I’m glad I branched out a bit. Plus, she completely has my luck.
Then I read I Am Legend, by Richard Matheson. Maybe I made a mistake in watching the movie first, because I loved the movie. However, I did not care for the book at all. In fact, the movie and the book bear only a passing resemblance. I much preferred the Robert Neville character from the movie, as opposed to the depressed alcoholic in the book. Also, the end of the movie came about halfway through the book, and the rest were random, unrelated short stories. Some of them were interesting, I’ll admit, but I was still less than impressed. I thought the storyline in the movie was much stronger. In fact, I almost threw this book across the room when I finished it.
First for this year was Coraline, by Neil Gaiman. It was…different. Gaiman is a talented writer, of course, but this story was just plain weird to me. And a little creepy, what with the disembodied hand and all.
I read Between, Georgia by Joshilyn Jackson. I’ve been wanting to read this for a while, and finally stumbled across it in a used bookstore. I really, really liked this book. The characters are great, the writing is strong. I could relate to some of the things the characters went through, and it made me cry. Just once. I really recommend it.
I also read Tempting the Beast, by Lora Leigh. My best friend loaned it to me. Not a bad premise, in itself, but there was a lot of sex in this book (published by Ellora’s Cave). In fact, the whole “mating frenzy” thing reminded me quite a bit of Laurell K. Hamilton’s ardeur.
I re-read Margaret Sidne’s Five Little Peppers And How They Grew. I had actually completely forgotten about this book. I’ve read it a couple of times, and it reminds me a lot of Little Women. It’s just so wholesome, and that makes it an enjoyable read.
Last but not least, I re-read Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Caroll. What can I say? I just revisited some childhood favorites recently.