I don’t write poetry, atleast not anymore and not for a long time now. But reading whimsicalthread‘s Yearning, made me remember something I’d written once (though I’m better at reading than writing). This is a sort of tribute then, I suppose…


Each moment that passes

becomes a distant memory,

an unreachable dream.

I embrace those memories

with all my might,

yet I cannot live in the moment

that has taken flight.

These memories have become nothing

but particles of my past

yet shining with such crimson light

even the moon cannot cast.


“Rifter” Series by Ginn Hale — Book UNfunk

When John opens a letter addressed to his missing roommate, Kyle, he expects to find a house key, but instead he is swept into a strange realm of magic, mysticism, revolutionaries and assassins. Though he struggles to escape, John is drawn steadily closer to a fate he shares with Kyle—to wake the destroyer god, the […]

via “Rifter” Series by Ginn Hale — Book UNfunk

The Obelisk Gate by N.K. Jemisen

Gods! I’m still reeling and craving and just in a….stupor (more like a coma). Daze. I’m still just thinking up more adjectives.

Aah seriously!!

So I just read The Obelisk Gate today or more like just finished it an hour ago (right before dinner), it’s still fresh in my mind (too much so). I’ve been waiting quite some time for it, since I read The Fifth season, but I’ve kind of been dreading it too. I loved The Fifth season 26228034– the complexity of its characters, the world building, the concept. Even so, there was just so much tragedy and despair and no sun on the horizon (no possible happy ending in sight). And the character’s, well I can’t say I wholeheartedly approve them though they aren’t really in the wrong, and they certainly aren’t evil (at least in the normal sense of the word). Their motivation’s are partially known or obscured, depends how you look upon it and certainly not in tandem.

Well, in The Obelisk Gate, you get to see more of the other character’s and more into them. Nassun (Essun’s daughter), Hoa, and even Schaffa (Essun’s once Guardian). And Of course there is Essun. I think I like The Obelisk Gate better, if on nothing else than principle. There’s still that awful despair and impending sense of doom but at least it’s constructive. And there’s the fact that this book is ‘gravitational’, you just can’t help reading further, wanting to know. You understand more about the opposing factions, and who all are involved in or perpetuating the war. And that a lot of these round about concepts of orogeny come to and through the discovery of magic. That’s plenty to think upon, and you should properly discover the rest yourself.

Another thing and this is about both The Fifth season and The Obelisk Gate, since I read M.L.S weech’s post about third person limited omniscient and third person omniscient, I’m wondering, is this book a mixture of those two or is it second person and third person limited omnicient or another writing style. I never thought much about books in these terms, but after having read that post, can’t help but wonder.

It’s a 4.75/5 stars…

Of which I nabbed the .25 because, well, I think you know after reading my review.

Re-arranging the shelves


I was re-arranging my shelves after giving them a thorough dusting when I actually got a good look at my collection after quite some time. There are books that I’d almost forgotten I had and books that now that I remember them (or don’t), I’d like to re-read once again.

Out of all these, The Castings Trilogy by Pamela Freeman is the one I read most recently, two years or so ago. I can honestly say that even though I picked it randomly, it was worth it.


“The road is long and the end is death. If we’re lucky.”                    

A thousand years ago, the Eleven Domains were invaded and the original inhabitants were driven onto the road as Travelers, belonging nowhere, welcomed by no one.

Now the Domains are governed with an iron fist by the Warlords, but there are wilder elements in the landscape that cannot be controlled and that may prove the Warlords’ undoing. Some are spirits of place – of water and air and fire and earth. Some are greater than these. And some are human.

Bramble: A village girl whom no one living can tame, forced to flee her home for a crime she did not commit.

Ash: A safeguarder’s apprentice who must kill for an employer he cannot escape.

Saker: An enchanter who will not rest until the land is returned to his people.

As their three stories unfold, along with the stories of those whose lives they touch, it becomes clear that they are bound together in ways that not even a stonecaster could have foreseen – by their past, their future, and their blood.

This omnibus edition includes all three novels – Blood Ties, Deep Water, and Full Circle – together for the first time.

Heart of the Mirage by Glenda Larke

The Exaltarch rules the Tyranian Empire through force and a network of spies known as the Brotherhood. In Kardiastan, Tyrans has forced out the Magor ruling class and imposed their own leaders.

Ligea Gayed, one of the top agents of the Brotherhood, is ordered to find a Kardiastan rebel leader and bring him to justice. A straightforward enough assignment for her, but all Ligea finds is mystery upon mystery. The rebels seem able to come and go at will and any attempt to pursue them across the desert ends in disaster.

Ligea has to face her own demons and her own violent past to discover the secrets of Kardiastan…

This was Glenda Larke’s first book I read and I liked her writing style. The same can’t be said about her character’s in this book, though I like her characters in the Stormlord series.
Tanglewreck by Jeanette Winterson
Something frightening is happening to time. Time tornadoes are ripping people from the present, never to return them, while a woolly mammoth inexplicably appears on banks of the River Thames. Eleven-year-old Silver and her guardian live in a house called Tanglewreck, which is somehow at the center of these mysterious time warps. A strange heirloom called the Timekeeper is hidden somewhere in the house, and Silver must find it and protect it . . . because whoever gets hold of the Timekeeper will have the power to control time-and life as we know it-forever.
‘Yet at my back I always hear
Time’s winged chariot hurrying near.
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity’
It’s a really great concept and an awesome kids fantasy. Though so-saying, it is kind of complicated for a kid but interesting.
I think it’s been at least 5 or 6 years since I read it.
Tommy Sullivan is a Freak by Meg Cabot
Liar, liar.
Katie Ellison is not a liar.

It’s just that telling the truth is so . . . tricky. She knows she shouldn’t be making out with a drama club hottie behind her football- player boyfriend’s back. She should probably admit that she can’t stand eating quahogs (clams), especially since she’s running for Quahog Princess in her hometown’s annual Quahog Festival. And it would be a relief to finally tell someone what really happened the night Tommy Sullivan is a freak was spray-painted on the new wall outside the junior high school gymnasium-in neon orange, which still hasn’t been sandblasted off. After all, everyone knows that’s what drove Tommy out of town four years ago.

But now Tommy Sullivan has come back. Katie is sure he’s out for revenge, and she’ll do anything to hang on to her perfect (if slightly dishonest) existence. Even if it means telling more lies than ever. Even if, now that Tommy’s around, she’s actually-no lie- having the time of her life.

Where Rainbows End by Cecilia Ahern

714985From naughty children to rebellious teenagers, Rosie and Alex have stuck by each other through thick and thin. But just as as they’re discovering the joys of teenage nights on the town and dating disasters, they’re separated. Alex’s family move from Dublin to America – and Alex goes with them. For good.

Rosie’s lost without him. But on the eve of her departure to join Alex in Boston, Rosie gets news that will change her life forever – and keep her at home in Ireland.

Their magical connection sees them through the ups and downs of each others lives, but neither of them knows whether their friendship can survive the years and miles – or new relationships. And at the back of Rosie’s mind is whether they were meant to be more than just good friends all along. Misunderstandings, circumstances and sheer bad luck have kept them apart, but when presented with the ultimate opportunity, will they gamble everything for true love?

I think it’s been quite a number of years since I read these novels but even so, they haven’t lost their pull.



The Pillars of the World by Anne Bishop

The Pillars of the World (Tir Alainn #1)

by Anne Bishop
Myth and magic combine in a superb dark fantasy of a world in danger of being destroyed by those who deny themselves and their heritage, and let evil loose in the world.

In Sylvalan, a witch hunt is in full force. As witches and innocents are brutally murdered, magic is disappearing from the land, and the roads between the world of humans and that of faeries are vanishing one by one. Ari’s family has tended one of the Old Places, places which hold the key to travel between human and faery lands, for generations, keeping the magic alive and the land lush and fertile. Ari unknowingly takes a Fae lover, the Lord of the Sun, and immediately becomes the target of the unwanted interest of the faery nobility.

To save their world the Fae must trust humankind, but with a few exceptions they do not believe Ari and her friends can help them. Against the Inquisitor and the arrogant Fae, Ari and those who believe in the world of magic and human unravel the secrets of the Old Places and discover that they all need each other if any are to survive.

This is a story which uses all the myriad stories of humankind, good and evil, to weave a breathtaking tale of action, romance and thought-provoking themes to enthrall readers.

My thoughts
Okay, I have to say that if Anne Bishop is one of those author’s whose every series is just impeccably fantastic, then this is the one and only book so far that I’ll exclude from that. This series on a whole is awesome (truly, truly), which probably seems peculiar after my previous sentence. Thing is, when I first picked up this book, I thought it seemed nice if a bit slow. As I got further into the book, I just started losing interest. I thought of putting it down a number of times but decided to atleast finish it. I think I only truly enjoyed the last portion of the book and a few tit-bits in between.
The Pillars of the World is set in Sylvalan where witches are being hunted down. There is Tir Alainn, the land of the fae, which is above Sylvalan and roads lead down to it which are visible only to the fae. Ari is a witch who lives in an old place, pockets of land which still hold deep magic and anchor the roads. The fae are arrogant and disregard everyone else. The wiches, even though they are being hunted, won’t fight back because they hold on blindly to their creed of ‘Do no harm’. The book was slow to start, had a slow middle and only a fast ending. The ending wasn’t rushed (thankfully) and I quite liked it but it din’t make up for reading the rest of the novel.
Even so, I will say this, its an awesome series. I liked the book better the second time I read it (after going through the whole series) though that has no bearing on anything. After reading this book, I was’nt keen on going further into the series, and I delayed reading it for months. But one day I was extremely bored and had nothing interesting to read so I decided to just read it. I am glad I did. The second book was a vast improvement. And the third was even better. Truly, from the second book onward, it was Anne Bishop’s usual amazing, can’t keep it down variety.
I’ll say this one was about 3.25/5 stars

Lover Mine by J.R. Ward

I would hold you up. I will ever hold you up and hold you dear, lover mine.

I’ve read a lot of paranormal romance and most of them have a similar feel. I like romance and BDB – Black Dagger Brotherhood seemed like a decent series and reading Dark Lover, the first book in the series, it seemed my assessment was correct. J.R. Ward’s writing style was good and the story was nice but I realised as I read the second novel that both her writing style and her story was improving. I still like Dark lover but as the series progressed, the plot kept expanding, and storyline kept getting better and better.

Lover Mine is the eighth book in the series, though John Matthew’s story started long before we reached this book. This is another thing I adore about J.R. ward’s writing style, she threads several stories into her books that continue alongside the main story and all add beautifully to the larger picture. I love that she continues the stories of characters whose books are already done, and shows us that relationships need work and compromises, and that everything is not a happily ever after just as soon as both the characters are done with the ‘I love you’s.

There is anguish; real, heartfelt anguish, and there are funny moments that make you actually startle you. Ever since John appeared, he’s been one of my favourite characters. I went through the parts containing John in the other books again before reading Lover Mine. There are two timelines, John’s and his father’s. It shows how Darius (John’s Father) met Tohrment and the fact that he was present at the birth of Xhex and loved her as his own child though he gave her away so she could have a normal life (and obviously that went well).

Oh the wee one. Ill begotten, never to be forgotten, ever to have a piece of his heart.

John’s life has been no joy ride (in any circumstances) but even so, Xhex was no better off (I think worse).

She felt sorry for the female who had been driven to such straits. Who had kept herself apart from all emotions. The female had been born under a curse. The female had done evil and had evil done unto her. The female had hardened herself, her mind and her emotions becoming steel. The female had been wrong about that locking down, that selfcontainment. It was not a case of strength, as she had always told herself. It was strictly survival . . . and she simply couldn’t keep it up any longer.


Lover Mine@goodreads


The fifth season by N.K. Jemisin

When we say “the world has ended,” it’s usually a lie, because the planet is just fine. But this is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. For the last time.

I had known about N.K. Jemisin’s The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms for quite some time except I just couldn’t bring myself to read it. I don’t know why I decided to read her newest book, The fifth season, though I’m glad I did. I’m not a fan of tragedies, and this book is a great big mass of tragedy, so much so that I wonder if there will ever be a happily ever after, but oh well, it’s still interesting. The book simultaneously traverses across three timelines. In the beginning you think that these three are different people, but later realise that they are, all three of them, the same person at different ages.

I won’t say that I really like her characters (sometimes I do), they’re sort of hard to connect with. They’re also somewhat distant though I do sympathise with them. They have, from the beginning of their lives, been brutalized emotionally, manipulated and controlled. The orogenes, people who can control how the plates of the earth shift, creating or stopping earthquakes, are despised and feared. The main character, who we first know only as Essun is an Orogene. She comes home to find her son beaten to death by her husband and her daughter missing along with the husband. This is her Journey.

The novel’s not exactly beautiful, more like brutal and painful, like their world itself but I will also say that never once, was it ever boring.


Summary from goodreads:


A season of endings has begun.

It starts with the great red rift across the heart of the world’s sole continent, spewing ash that blots out the sun.

It starts with death, with a murdered son and a missing daughter.

It starts with betrayal, and long dormant wounds rising up to fester.

This is the Stillness, a land long familiar with catastrophe, where the power of the earth is wielded as a weapon. And where there is no mercy.