Popular/Famous Books I Don’t Plan to Read
Found my way to this weekly meme from another book blogger’s site. Hosted by Long and Short Reviews, this week’s challenge is Popular/Famous books you don’t plan on reading.
Ten Extraordinary Book Titles
This week’s Top Ten Tuesday subject is Ten Extraordinary Book Titles. My interpretation of that is titles I enjoy saying out loud.
Looking for the Perfect Pair
I spend a lot of time in search of the perfect yarn for the perfect pair of socks. This year’s Christmas Socks need to be extra soft.
Book Review: River of Lies by R. M. Greenaway
River of Lies is the fifth book in the BC Blues crime series by R. M. Greenaway. I received the book for free via Netgalley in exchange for a fair review. Unfortunately, I haven’t read the other four books, which would have provided a lot of much-needed backstory. For all that, I did a pretty good job of figuring things out.
Book Review: Wanderers by Chuck Wendig
Wanderers by Chuck Wendig is the latest book to make an attempt at stealing the post-apocalyptic biopunk doomsday saga crown from Stephen King’s The Stand. Unlike other contenders, Wendig not only takes the crown, he giggles and chortles madly as he runs away home with it.
Somewhat unseasonal snow leads to a bigger blanket
I woke up Friday morning to large white fluffy flakes falling outside my window. After a few bleary-eyed blinks to ensure I wasn’t hallucinating, I reached for the camera. I was aware that snow was coming, just not a day early. Perfect day to curl up in my office and work on the Phoenix blanket.
Falling down the rabbit hole of textured crochet
There are times when I find myself in that very odd situation where my perceived knowledge on a subject far outweighs my actual experience. You know the feeling, right? You’re merrily knitting away on a vanilla sock while your World of Warcraft character is taking the fifteen-minute flight between Undercity and Iron Summit when another crafty friend sends you a panicked message asking how to interpret a particularly tricky section of lace in the shawl they’re knitting.
What the gel? Or: How I learned to stop worrying and love my nails.
I am the daughter of a long-time nail-chewer, and took up the habit myself when I was very young. I think I was around twelve or thirteen when the other girls my age started wearing nail polish. It was the 1980’s, and bright colours were a huge deal. The other girls had really nice manicures, even if they were DIY jobs. I had ragged, bitten nails. When I wore nail polish, it flaked off within minutes, let alone hours, and almost always looked awful.
The Wildrose Backpack: A not-so-conservative purse
So there I was, the night before our trip to Minnesota…looking for a carry-on bag. Ideally, one I could haul my immediate-needs stuff in all weekend. And I had nothing.
Book Review: The Luminous Dead
Gyre takes a high-risk spelunking job in hopes of getting off the backwater rock she calls home, ideally to find her mother. Em is a stubborn controller responsible for Gyre’s well-being underground. When Gyre realizes Em is her only support staff, and the job isn’t quite as posted, it’s a no-holds barred adventure.