New In – Unboxing

WARNING: Self-indulgent post ahead!

Shit. I haven’t been this excited about a book since 2010, when I got the news about the publication of CryoBurn. I’ve marked the 20th of January in my calendar to make sure I don’t forget to order Burned (Fever 7). I’ve reread Fever 1-5 recently, however Iced is a bit blurry so… what the hell, it’s only 5 pounds. I knew Real Books 2015 were going to cost me.

Thoughts on the  Fever Series can be seen here, here and here.

I’m currently reading The Earthsea Quartet and it’s going to take me a while before I get back to the Fever Series. But I cannot curb my enthusiasm so I’m gonna do what I’ve seen done on fashion, beauty and tech blogs.

I don’t think buying any thing can be as exciting as buying a new book. It doesn’t wear off. It’s not like a dress which becomes old after you’ve worn it a few times. It’s not a smartphone which is new and exciting for approximately three minutes. A book is the ultimate shopping thrill and, as such, deserves a New In/Unboxing post more than any other product.

I’m not unpacking a product here. I’m unpacking an entire world, a world of monsters and those who fight them. Hey, it’s Jericho Barrons I’m unpacking here! After four long years, Jericho is baaaack!!! How fucking awesome is that??? Yay!

The box itself was unimpressive and I must say that it’s general shabbiness was slightly alarming at first. It was, however, easy to open, which made the process a bit anticlimactic.

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Book extraction went smoothly, and as you can see below upon extraction I was assailed by the abundance of faceless male torsos with lame tattoos . While this is a problem with the paperback, it is less daunting with the hardcover.

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Hardcovers are difficult to carry around and are more pricey,  the before and after photos clearly show the benefits. The torso can be easily discarded, making the book appropriate for public reading.

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Please, let me park my own car in front of your pink house.

Erotic fiction or adult fiction or watchamacallit, should not necessarily put me through an entire page about a single kiss or twenty pages about one coitus. The anatomy of a kiss is not something I’m interested in. I’m aware that it includes lips, tongue and sometimes teeth. I would prefer if you didn’t get all naturalistic on my ass. Or on your characters’ asses.

What you show me is more important than what you write. I find it terribly obtrusive when you pause to write: She was sexually attracted to him because __________________. Or: He wanted to have sex with her because _______________.

A good book tells you there’s a pink house and lets you paint some of the finishing touches, maybe choose the roof style, park your own car out front. (KMM, DarkFever)

Keep one thing in mind: Context is King.

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You should practice omissiontiming and dosage which are so sparse as of recently. The Fever Series by Karen Marie Moning is the best example of how to do this (even though her Highlander Series is lacking in this respect).

Karen Marie Moning is more than an author, she’s a dealer. She has the merchandise, she is the only one who can supply you with it, and she knows just how much you need to keep you hooked, wanting more.  When Jericho and MacKayla hook up (physically) KMM made it work for another thousand pages or so.

Normally, once the protagonists get together, most contemporary fiction (YA, romance, erotic fiction and other assorted genres) lose some or all appeal. This is because your primary focus is on the (sexual) relationship, with blatant disregard of plot and character development, and your inability (or unwillingness) to omit, time and dose. And then you are forced to put your characters into ridiculous situations, create unnecessary conflict in a poor attempt to keep the interest of the reader.

Even after reading a whole big bunch of Gulity Pleasure/Cheap Thrill (GPCT) books, Jerricho Barrons remains my one and only GPCT bookcrush. He’s not there all the time. Sometimes he shows up once in a few hundred pages, but when Jericho shows up…Well, read between the lines.

Barrons has something the rest of us don’t have. I don’t know what it is, but I feel it all the time, especially when we’re standing close. Beneath the expensive clothes, unplaceable accent, and cultured veneer, there’s something that never crawled all the way out of the swamp. It didn’t want to. It likes it there. (KMM, BloodFever).

First Grave on the Right Review

This book was indirectly recommended to me by Karen Marie Moning and I thought to myself: Why not?

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So here I am some 10 days and 250 pages later thinking it was not such a bad idea to heed Karen’s advice about checking it out. Mind you, First Grave on the Right is not Earth-shattering, perspective-shifting stuff. It’s a fun book with decent writing and a female lead who is not feeble and helpless. I think that all the sex-stuff was completely superfluous and we could have had a really decent book without it, however it’s not the basis of the story nor does it continuously plague every single page – it’s decent. That’s why my rating is 2,5/5 stars, because that’s what decency is.

My decent feelings about this decent book are somewhat made even more decent by the fact that Karen Marie Moning, author of the Fever Series which I adore, recommended it. It was hard not to notice the similarity between MacKayla Lane (Fever Series) and Charley Davidson (Grave Series). The lack of similarity between Jericho Barrons (Fever Series) and Reyes Farrow (Grave Series) didn’t really help. I know originality is to be celebrated, but come on – duplicating Barrons might be impossible but you should have tried Darynda. There in lies the catch. I think she did try, but failed to recreate the awesomeness that is Jericho Barrons.

I’d gotten lost in the comparisons. Time to reflect on the story – it’s shit really. The secret of Reyes is revealed to quickly (Jericho Barrons????), the background story wasn’t much of any interest. So you wonder, how the hell is this book decent? Well it’s just is. It’s your run-of-the-mill book which you may read and have fun with it, but not reading it will not make your life any emptier. I like Charley and I love the style in which the book is written because it perfectly reflects and augments Charley’s character. It’s just a fun book which did not try to kill me with its illiteracy and dodgy metaphors. So yeah, it’s decent and I’m off to read pt2.

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