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On Sunday morning, Luna died.

It wasn't painful, and she was warm and safe and well-cared for, but she was more sick than even the vet realized. Her numbers improved, she was more alert, and we were planning to bring her home on Monday. Maybe it was a blood clot, or maybe all the stress on her pancreas was too much, hell, who knows. The vet was just as shocked as us — maybe more so. They did good work, and treated her right. That's what matters.



Luna was a stray, found in a vent of a double-wide trailer in rural Arkansas. She was tiny and orphaned and not more then four weeks old when she was given to us. She was a great kitten, friendly and playful. Then she grew up.



I don't want to romanticize a cat that was, at best, a grumpypants loner who didn't really like very many people. She didn't have good grooming habits, she clawed our furniture to death, she scratched at the door of the bedroom to be let in at 2am, she scratched to be let out at 3:34am, she scratched to be let in at 7:15am, she put her litter-covered paw in the communal water bowl, and she liked to bite really hard if you didn't pet her the right way.



But there was the Luna would would stretch out with me on the bed and sleep, making barely audible snores, breath a soft puff on the arm she sometimes let me wrap around her. Most of the time that arm would be quickly licked into submission, because she loved to lick us. But on those rare nights, she would just lie with me and purr and snore and everything would be all right in the world. Some nights she would lie between me and Zach, and I would wake up to her tangled up in us and the blankets, snoozing with abandon, her heartbeat a staccato beat in my ear. It was always in startling opposition to the distant, aloof cat she was in the daytime. It was in these times, in the quiet dark, that I knew for all her posturing and disinterest, that we were trusted and loved.

I couldn't save her with the help of my friends, with the best medicine money could offer us, but I had almost seven years with a cranky, demanding, gorgeous cat who I loved to the best of my human abilities for her abrasive personality, so much like mine. I don't think, looking back, that she would find fault with me, although she might have a few complaints about the quantity of cat treats.

Ha ha, she was such a pig. I love her so much, and will miss her forever. But damn, weren't we lucky to have her.

Weren't we lucky.

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Luna is a very sick kitty. When we took her to the new vet, her liver, kidneys, and pancreas were all malfunctioning. She was jaundiced, her temperature was too low and she was dehydrated. Her glucose was in the thousands. For those not a googlexpert on cat diabetes (which I have become in the last week), in layman's terms this means "almost fucking dead", thanks a lot you fucking incompetent first vet who sent her home with a diagnosis of "I DUNNO!".

She's been hospitalized since Monday night. She got worse, then better, then worse, and today she was better. She's been urinating again, and her blood sugar level is down to the normal range. The doctors haven't had to give her any more insulin, which has boggled them, so I don't know what that means, either. I saw her on Wednesday and she still looked very ill, so I just don't know. It's a one-day-at-a-time process right now. She almost died. We're not sure she's going to make it, but we're doing all we can for her and at the very least she'll be more comfortable. Right now we're waiting to see if her pancreas will take a fucking seat and chill out for a while, and also if her kidneys improve. Wait, wait, wait. She's still very very sick.

If it wasn't clear, the first vet we took her to was a hack, he almost murdered my cat (and will have if she dies), because she should have been on IVs fluids Friday when we took her in. I just trusted him, and ignored my instincts. While I know this is not my fault directly, I still can't help but think that I should have pushed and kept pushing, instead of taking his advice to watch her and feed her wet food. It made her worse and I could have prevented it. Sigh.

Thank everyone for their thoughts and wishes. I appreciate it and will keep everyone updated. :)

Otherwise, school has started. Shakespeare seems like it will be very neat and it will be interesting to get a grasp on those classics. However, Spanish is going to kick my ass. The professor doesn't speak in English at all, which for me is like...what? I haven't had any Spanish since 2006, so immersion is like being rammed in the face with a dodgeball made out of conjugations I do not remember (CURSE YOU IRREGULAR VERBS!). I cannot identify the direct object in English, this is going to be a comedy of errors. ¡He perdido mi español! Me lleno de tristeza. <---- totally had to look all those words up. What the hell is that -za doing, anyway. WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE.

Ha ha, I tried to suggest that I switch back to Elementary II. I passed it with a B, but I still think that I would be better doing that than struggling along in a class too advanced for me. However, both the professor and the department that she spoke to said I should stick it out, so time for some Spanish flashcards, some Spanish podcasts, breaking out chapters one - ten in the book to refresh, and begging my any and all subscribers for advice on other things I could do for immersion besides listen to all my Alejandro Sanz albums on loop. :) I draw the line at writing Jon Secada RPF in Spanish, though.

SORRY JON SECADA FANS!
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Luna is only seven years old. A week ago she stopped eating her regular bowl-a-day of food (plus the other cat's leftovers) and started sleeping in reclusive spots: the closet, in office corners, under the bed, full time. She spent over 24 hours under the bed Wednesday/Thursday.

I came home from work yesterday to find her splayed out on the carpet in the closet, and thought for sure she was dead until Zach lifted her up (she was like a rag doll) and put her on her feet. She stumbles, she's still not eating unless we rub wet food on her face, she will only take water from the palm or the squirt bottle, her bones are coming to be the heaviest part on her. A week ago she was an overweight, inactive but not lethargic cat, and now she doesn't care whether I brush her, or rub her feet, or rub her tummy, all things she hated and would bite me for seven days ago.

The vet did bloodwork but couldn't find anything wrong. I guess we're going to take him up on his offer to refer to to another vet for an ultrasound, although all the tests he did and all the poking and feeling around haven't led to us discovering anything. Another week of this and she's just going to waste away.

It's like she's given up and I don't know why. :(
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Ha! I remember back in May when I was super excited for my awesome summer. Now my summer is over! I am more exhausted and stressed than I was at the beginning because of work swallowing me and pooping me back out. Things not to do in this scenario include a) write emo poetry or b) read over ridiculous posts where people complain about me, because these things are guaranteed to make me feel worse.

Pity party, table of one.

Instead of woe, a list!

1. $dayjob and I are separating. I am taking educational leave! When I come home from work crying every single night, when I yell at co-workers because I am so stressed, and when my managers use the phrase "I'm sorry you feel that way." to my valid criticism and accuse me of ridiculous things, um. Yes! Time for a break. This is really good news, but it hasn't set in that my last day for three months is the 22nd. Maybe when it gets closer?

2. Ana's review of The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks is fabulous. The comments are definitely worth a read, too.

3. Jax wrote Issues in the Portrayal of Female Characters in Final Fantasy Games which I skimmed but haven't gotten back to yet. There are even more awesome comments to dive into on the Dreamwidth version. So much awesome meta on Final Fantasy ladies! More please. >.>

4. Final Fantasy Press recently hosted a poll! We are undergoing a lot of changes and the poll is to (theoretically) let people who use the newsletter have a voice. All the feedback has been great so far. \o/

Sidenote, if you know of places and/or fans outside of Livejournal we should be following for awesome FF fanwork/meta/recs, do share! We appreciate the help a lot. :D

5. Final Fantasy Union is doing a character battle. Paine won yesterday and now it's Jote versus Beatrix. I know who I am voting for. :)

6. Some recs:

(fic, temeraire) O Captain, My Captain, by novembersmith: Oh, man, you think there's no way you would read something like this because it couldn't be done, then someone DOES IT and your brain falls out from the sheer epic WIN as well as the WTF and you are kind of demanding sequels in your brain. ;_; Of course, by "kind of" you mean "definitely". *flail* (Laurence/Temeraire, 4,527 words)

(fic, ffviii) Forget-Me-Not, by Person: Really neat missing scene, set after Squall finds Ellone in the library. (Irvine, Ellone, 1,849 words)

(fic, ff:tsw) Reeling (In) by justira: Ladies talking to ladies and a really interesting look at Aki, post-reveal. I kind of like Jane bossing people around. Also, awesome, awesome Neil. <3 Spot on. (Aki, Jane, 3,119 words)

7. This video cheers me up every time. OWLS.
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I like how I don't realize these things until someone points them out. ._.

Curious, I looked up all the humanoid main-party characters in the main-series games from Final Fantasy IV to Final Fantasy XII, disregarding characters such as Fran, who is more than fifty years old but looks much younger on account of not being human.

The ages of the male characters ranged from five to seventy.

The ages of the female characters ranged from five to twenty-two. Source.


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Internet! You know what is better than a nutella cheesecake? Not much! EXCEPT CO-REVIEWING WITH ANA. Ana blogs at things mean a lot and if you don't know her you are missing out. TODAY we are sharing the conversation we've had over a book, by some dudes you may have heard of. We sat and took apart Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan, and it was so freaking awesome, Ana blew my mind into 2012. TRUE STORY: it is not the Mayan calendar ending that kick starts the apocalypse, but my brain arriving in 2012 and EXPLODING FROM GLEE that Ana gave up her precious free time to tl;dr with me. I know, everyone wants to touch me now, but instead all I can offer you is our co-review. While this is in no way as awesome as you getting to co-review with her oh yes you're jealous aren't you, it is still pretty awesome. But I have to warn you, you may not want to enter this co-review without a breadcrumb trail and a spoiler net, because it is long and full of plot details and twists.

Also, I'm sorry about the apocalypse.


Renay: Will Grayson, Will Grayson! Two of them, two authors, two of us. This is clearly a recipe for success! I am totally STOKED to be discussing this book with you because it means I get to pick your brain. I promise I will not make this Renay Asks Ana Nosy Questions About A Book And Doesn't Share Any Opinions At All, because that would be unfair to make you do all the heavy lifting (it will be hard, but I will endure). I feel it is safe to start at the beginning, which for both of us I think was "JOHN GREEN HAS ANOTHER BOOK COMING OUT!!!111 CUE FANGIRLING." Time for the necessary evaluation of all that excitement, those nights, waiting for the book to arrive, the thrill when we held it in our hands, when we read the first page! The question is, did it deliver?

Ana: You had to start with a difficult question, didn't you? ;) I didn't quite know how I felt about the book for days after I finished it. I mean, I know it was awesome in many ways, but I didn't know how I felt about it as a new John Green book. And I did wonder if all those months of fangirling and taking screenshots of John Green holding the book during his live show to e-mail you didn't contribute to my developing slightly unreasonable expectations (for which I solely blame myself, of course). Expectations are killers! I wish I knew how to get rid of them. To actually answer your question, this book didn't hit me like a punch in the gut like John Green's other books did, but I do think it's a book capable of having that same powerful effect on other people. And one of the reasons why I've been looking forward to discussing it with you is because I know that as we move from how much we enjoyed it to how it works, what it does, and how it does the things it does, I'll develop an appreciation of it that simply reading it and putting it back on the shelf wouldn't allow me to have. Can you tell I miss lit classes?

Renay: Of course! I ask the tough questions. You can come to the lit class IN MY HEART. :D

I did manage to keep my expectations in a low gear, because I knew David Levithan was the co-author. I am very hit-or-miss with Levithan's work. Sometimes it's wonderful (for instance, I loved his work in Naomi and Ely's No Kiss List) and sometimes I go, "....what...? (Wide Awake). Expectations fully tempered, despite efforts to the contrary. ;) I was actually prepared to go into this book loving John Green's half and being emotionally disconnected from Levithan's. Neither of these things happened. I liked the book, of course! I gobbled it up in one day and wanted more more more, but no, it wasn't a John Green Book for me (that phrase comes with sparkles, but no unicorns). There's not the same helpless love I felt for Looking for Alaska or An Abundance of Katherines, but I don't think that's a bad thing. Not every work an author puts out is going to be fireworks and cotton candy and a ride on the Scrambler. I liked their characters and the complicated nature of friendship and love being analyzed, but I did wonder at the end: who this story is truly about? Did you run into that issue, as well?

Ana: I did a bit, yes. I hesitate to call the book unfocused, and I have absolutely nothing against stories in which several different characters deal with their own separate issues, but by the end I kind of wanted it to have gone....further? I've seen reviews that said that the ending felt rushed, and while I don't think it left the characters in a bad place necessarily, I kind of felt that way about the whole book. Things happened fast, and I had several moments of, "Wait, can we go over that again, only more slowly?" Then again, I read this book insanely fast — all because, as I said above, I was ridiculously excited to be reading it — so it could have been that too.

Renay: I actually discussed the end of the book with KJ because I was curious if I was the only one going "WTF?". We had an interesting discussion about resolution, which might tie in to how the work felt unfocused. I don't think the ending was rushed, I think the ending was kidnapped! Obviously, what happened at the end was pretty neat, but KJ said that the book ended about one chapter too soon — and I agree with her. That abruptness, the lack of direction plagued me the entire story, too, even though I enjoyed it. I can't decide if the speed at which I read it contributed to this feeling, or if I read it so fast because I was waiting for something and kept rushing through to find what it might be. Ensemble casts are awesome, but when the book starts and seems to be about these two boys but ends on another character who has come to define the text, I get a little confused. Was the story about how each Will navigated their own life, or navigated their own life around Tiny? I think it matters! I have seen other reviews claim this is a "love it or hate it" ending, but I think that oversimplifies the issue. I didn't love it, of course, or I wouldn't be whining! But I didn't hate it, either. I was...bemused!

Ana: Yeah, I'm not sure if it's about it being a "love it or hate it" kind of ending. And that question does matter! Tiny Cooper stole the show, and not in an entirely positive way. I mean, on the one hand, I liked him. He was interesting to read about! The things he went through were relevant! And while I can see other writers making a mess of not presenting him as a stereotype, I did think Green and Levithan did a fine job of making him fully human.

But — the book is called Will Grayson, Will Grayson. Obviously that doesn't mean there isn't room for other characters, especially characters that are so important for the two Wills. But the way the story played out, and especially the ending, did make them seem a bit like they were satellites revolving around a person who was just louder and more noteworthy than they were. I'm not sure if that was intended, but at any rate, it wasn't quite what I wanted from the story. I don't think Tiny's presence in the story is a bad thing — he helps Green's Will break through his façade of not really caring, and Levithan's Will feel more comfortable with his sexuality than he ever did before. But the emphasis on the person who brought these changes about rather than on the changes themselves kind of cheats both Wills out of their agency. I'm not saying the story presents Tiny as a Big Fairy Godfather of Feel Good, but because his presence is so inescapable, especially towards the end, it comes a bit close.

Renay: I agree that Tiny was extremely important to both protagonists, for the reasons you outlined but also for the way he brought them together with someone else who was what they needed at the time, even if they didn't quite know it. Will and Jane and Will and Gideon — Tiny helped both of them form these relationships both directly and indirectly, even if they were hesitant to reach out before. So even though at the end they feel resolved, in a way, I think you're right on about the agency. Tiny basically steals the show, which is always a problem when writing a character like this. So many reviews gush over Tiny but Will and Will are barely a blip — and I think many parts of their story, divorced from Tiny, like their connection, is lost because of this, which makes me a little sad.

Ana: It really is too bad. I find the processes they both go through so interesting, and I find stories in which people tentatively reach out even though they're terrified endlessly fascinating. (Um, not that I have unresolved issues in that area or anything.) The book would have satisfied me more if it had dealt with that in more detail, and if it hadn't been for Tiny's Magic Wand effect.

You mentioned earlier that you were worried you'd feel emotionally disconnected from Levinthan's Will Grayson, but in the end that didn't happen. Was your level of investment in both stories the same, then? How do you think that they compare?

Renay: If only they had given us ONE MORE CHAPTER. Just one, guys!

I expected to like John's Will Grayson more — for him to be more accessible to me. I have whined about my problems with Levithan's characters and plots before, so I don't have a super great track record. What happened surprised me, because after finishing the book, my feelings are all tangled up with Levithan's Will Grayson. I know I rushed through every other chapter to find out how he handled things, how he survived. spoilers ) That did it for me. It even surpassed the all-lowercase typing, which I could have lived without. Green's Will — his problems were definitely Straight Cisgender White Dude problems and I have to admit I am way less interested in that, which is not fault of John Green's at all. I knew how that story was going to end! If John Green's books have a weakness (besides how he uses female characters), it's that I expect certain things because the character type spits out the plot at my feet. Honestly, even if Levithan is hit-or-miss for me, there are surprises on the journey. This, in all likelihood, is just me? Maybe? Perhaps? Read more tl;dr and also lots of spoilers! )
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Someone is WRONG on the INTERNET.

Here is the way to lose 10,000 respect points and ensure I never financially support your work, even when I was really tempted by gorgeous covers! Tell my favorite critics that they're "free to read the book how they want" but "this is what you MEANT". Because I sure love it when the author tells me what they MEANT to put in the book, just so I can be more disappointed that it's not, despite their insistence that it is!

This is the author of the book realizing they screwed up and choosing the defensive YOU READ IT WRONG HERE IS THE RIGHT WAY OMG FUCK FUCK LET ME JUST EXPLAAAAAIN path.

I think this calls for a big swig of "fail better". Tastes just like crow.

eta: Oooh, this.
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Internet! I looked at my journal today, because I could not remember what I had posted, and I just gave a coworker my URL and was curious to what they would see. WHY DID I DO THIS? It seemed like a good idea at the time, a bonding moment, in my head Elton John crooned a nice ballad, but who knows. It helps that I know where this coworker lives.

I realized that everything I have posted has been pre-written. I have not sat down, opened a window and typed something I planned to post right after. I have been so busy (and tired. and busy. and tired.). Where has my summer gone?


  1. I had bronchitis. It was terrible and no fun and I had to take off my bra and let some lady put her hands on me and then on the second visit the doctor ignored me to flirt with my mother. YEAH THANKS FOR THE BESIDE MANNER, DR. LOVE. I have been taking a lot of pills, but am almost done. Yay for lungs that work! This was the second big sickness of this year, which tells me I am attempting to do too much! I am working on cutting back. Anyone want to adopt a community?


  2. Work is full of fail. My direct manager continues to be awesome, and I feel lucky to have her. In fact, I am considering doing something nice for her but I am not sure what. Buying her Lady Antebellum tickets for her birthday seems very passive. All I did was stand in a line among half-naked girls and use my student discount, then hand them off. XD I will have to keep thinking! Otherwise, I am tired of shitty coworkers, coworkers dating, inept managers, the constant heat and pizza and venti mocha fraps, of entitled customers, of people that put their change directly on the counter instead of handing it to me as if I have more germs than the money they're pawing. I am tired of retail, period!


  3. I saw Inception, which was really, really good. I rarely go to the theatre, but I am glad I made an exception, because it's really nice to walk out of a theater having a debate about the movie. This graphic (which is full of spoilers) sums up my love for it. I want to see it again! But it's so expensive, even with matinee prices. I am shipping everyone in it so hard, but am still a little put out over the lack of female characters (it was two to seven, yes? and both were heavy-handed). I am not sure what to make of the race issues. :/ There's a resource post for the fandom already, but a distinct lack of Cobb/Saito, which I may or may not be writing. >.>


  4. The tag wranglers went from a subcommittee to a committee. This was exhausting, but will be worth it in the future as the archive grows. I will miss being umbrella'ed by AD&T, but growth is good! We're too huge and specific these days. But now I need a nap.


  5. Final Fantasy Press is now using automatic compile code, which means there is no more hand-coding in my future (and I've been doing that since 2005). This code changes my world! [personal profile] zachariah worked on this like gangbusters and [personal profile] justira made all the little extra icons work and it really shows (her AO3 icon! IT'S ADORABLE). Just the polishling left, and our archive will really start to take shape. There are 2MB of links there now, approximately 8,200 links. Taking bets on how many links there will be when we finishing archiving back issues. :D


  6. My current macbook which was purchased in early 2007 is slow and plodding and the O key quit. Well. Less quit and more like forced into early retirement by my fingers—the plastic on the underside of the key is worn away, go me. :D I bought a new macbook which is 15'' instead of 17'' and infinitly more portable for the remaining semesters of school and possibly a lady werewolf story outline I promised [personal profile] justira? The plan is to see how much it will be for a replacement keyboard + sending it off + getting it back, wiping, maybe adding more memory and giving it to my mom. It's been a great little computer, but 17'' is massive (heavy!) and it's not made for moving, which is kind of what I need right now. It had a good run. All of 2007, 2008, 2009 and half of 2010, and only one battery issue and that pesky problem with not being able to run software update.

    ...and the O key. ._.



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Okay, what the hell, internet. Where have I been that it took me months to hear about this book? I read at least 300 book blogs and this definitely has crossover appeal! I trust you to not leave me out of the loop! I trust you to let me know where there are alternate histories featuring gay vampires and deliciously hot Scottish werewolves and kick ass female protagonists who spare nothing to fight the forces of evil, like terrorists and terrible hats? Especially the terrible hats. I mean, fuck, this was awesome.

I don't read a lot of heterosexual romance! What I do read tends to fall flat. It's not boring, just uninteresting to me because there's no chemistry. Seriously, why do these people like each other? This was not a problem in this book. I rooted so hard! I wanted them to make out and argue and have Discussions and make out some more and then live happily ever after. I WANTED IT LIKE BURNING, and seriously it takes me a lot of ship a heterosexual couple this hard. The last time was probably Katsa and Po in Graceling.

Lady business: Gold star! Hands down, because there are a variety of interesting, complicated female characters here and I loved all of them. Besides Alexia, I loved Ivy, and the female vampires we see who own their space. There is a character at the end, where I went "Eeeee!" and then exploded from glee. Also, I really appreciate a text in which the protagonist enjoys admiring the various, ah, qualities of the romantic lead with little to no shame.

Minority report: Well, it's Victorian, but it's parody. Lord Akeldama and his drones were amazing. I would go shopping with him, and I hate shopping. I want curtain!fic after the end of that book so badly I can taste it, and I really enjoy knowing that term so I can use it. What is a girl to do when thirsting for queer characters when faced with a book like this besides squee? Pun intentional.

Also, the book was really determined to drive home the fact that Alexia had skin that marked her out. It went on and on and on and on and on and on at length and started to drive me up the wall. Part of this, I imagine, was a characterization choice. It has been used to often and commented on so often by the people around her she uses it to define herself but it got old really fast. I know this was related to the infusion of vampire pallor on a culture, but yikes.

Ink notes: I laughed, I laughed some more, I choked on my tea (no milk, sugar), and I reread passages just for the repartee. The writing kept going off the rails with weird point of view switches (which I found distracting) and slipping out of the language (which I found appropriate to the type of book this was, and didn't mind). I would quote every single page except for everything I found funny is full of spoilers. Right.

Shelf impact: Photoshop disaster! Parasol: wrong. Body type: wrong. For a book that goes on about how Alexia is too dark, our lady on the cover is awfully white which makes the constant harping on it in-text even more annoying. I see what you did there, publisher.

This book was deliciously fun, acquired when I needed some humor in my life and something that would lift me up if I took it out on breaks at work. I went into the book with no expectations at all. I knew zero about it beyond "vampires, werewolves, snark", I didn't read reviews, I found it in the fantasy section and read it in three days. This is odd for me; I always read reviews before I read a book, because if there's lots of bad reviews I am guaranteed to like it because I am a freak. If I had read The Book Smugglers dressing down of this title I would have picked it up way sooner.

That review left me with a desire to read Elizabeth Peters, because if we judge how many repeated tropes there are in my collection of the fanfiction I love, it's clear that if there's more of a good thing out there that's similar to this, that good thing needs to be in my pants. I MEAN WHAT. I can have my trope-cake and eat it, too! THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH THAT. I don't even need a fork. I write derivative fanfiction, it's not like I can escape this glass house to fling rocks, after all.

The book takes a dozen parts from various genres and tropes and character types and melds them into something between a hot mess and a hysterical riot, with torches. The bottom line is, someone is going to get burned, because I don't believe this book can be classified, exactly, as [category] romance or fantasy or steampunk or alternate history, because there are so many things going on. Genre-jumping books are hit or miss — you either love it or you don't, because it's hard to fight back against expectations of something different. It's especially hard when the author sometimes breaks the fourth wall with her point of view switches. I am normally not forgiving, but I needed the humor of the totally outrageous werewolf love interest and the idea of wolves trotting around with cloaks in their mouths and Victorian frottage in chairs featuring high-class ladies with smart ass mouths. Well-done on making my life less fail, book, derivative or no! *salutes*

Final thoughts: *proposes marriage to book*
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The blurb for this story may bend the truth of this narrative, but the authors knew exactly what they were doing.

Havemercy is not about metal dragons. Havemercy features metal dragons, but it is more about the culture that has the need for them than the dragons themselves. Their presence drives the plot, but they are not the plot. This is the part of the book that surprised me, because I expected it to be more adventure, metal dragons, aerial battles! But it was actually a political mystery with a romance all up in your face, a psychology experiment with more romance on the side (regardless of what anyone out there says, there is UST all up in this! UST!!! THEY ARE FANGIRLS THEY DID IT ON PURPOSE). However, there are downsides, like one of the most important characters being an unrepentant, unlikable cockrocket (unless you are like me and like characters like this for how screwed up they are).

This is a dude book. It is a book where the story is about dudes and how they screw up, where those screw-ups lead them, how they are knowledgeable yet clueless, how they all both love and refuse love, and how complicated it can be to accept it.

Okay, and there is also making out, featuring: dudes! Let's not split hairs. I am pretty sure my underwear caught on fire it was so ridiculously hot in some of these scenes.

Royston is an exiled magician, Hal is a clever tutor being wasted in the countryside where Royston comes to live with his estranged brother. Thom is a university student being asked to do the impossible and Rook is...well, Rook is Rook, the pilot of Havemercy, one of the prizes of the Dragon Corps. He has an ego to match the size of his dragon. Also, he is a flaming asshole at all times.

I enjoyed all these men, for their strengths, their weaknesses, and their complete and utter fail, sigh.

Lady business: Misygony soup. It is terrible up in here. I have struggled with liking this book because of the fact that's the ladies featured are either whores, stereotypical nags, background characters, or dead. The men are insanely misogynistic, because the culture is a testosterone fueled fantasy culture where men have most of the power. There are some female magicians, who have their own agency, but no other ladies speak to each other, or even have a role in the story beyond decoration/catalysts for the men to show off. The book doesn't pretend, and the authors make it fairly clear what's happening but—!. I would like to have my awesome gay romance that doesn't also feature many of the male characters verbally abusing woman and equating gay sex with femininity, as if being female is a terrible, terrible thing. If it is obvious something is problematic, does that make it okay to enjoy it? The best advice I have is don't read this for the ladies and be prepared either way for epic amounts of casual sexism. By "casual", I mean it is going to hammer you in the face with a bag of bricks. Vigilance!

Minority report: It is pretty white, too, exampled by author-approved fanart, although gay relationships! There is a depth to them, cross-cultural opinions on the validity, and that was really nice to see (cue depressed-homo stereotype in full effect, unfortunately, but at least there are nice plot reasons).

....I am still sad about the ladies. *weeps*

There are hints at more diversity in the Ke-Han, the enemies pitted against the Dragon Corps and magicians, who act as part of the army, but we don't see them for any length of time for it to matter.

Ink notes: The first person narratives skipped around to each character to provide perspective. It was always clear who was who, except Royston and Rook had the strongest personalities, and therefore the strongest voices. Hal could almost disappear from the narrative he was so quiet and shy, yet I liked his sections very much. The only one I could never decide on was Thom. I still don't know whether I was interested in his parts. Considering I kept sneaking ahead to the bits with Royston and Hal...probably not. The parts where I wanted Thom's perspective, it was denied. I am bitter.

Shelf impact: It's very striking and catchy! I assume it's meant to be Havemercy herself on the cover, but it's very strange because it suggests she's a large feature of the book, when she's not. Also, this isn't steampunk as much as it is fantasy in steampunk underwear. It takes it off for us, but there's not much there to begin with which makes it all very anti-climatic. The cover is awesome, it just misrepresents what's in the book, which is unfortunate. Everyone knows how I feel about Expectations Developed Based on Cover Art. Publishers everywhere are lying to me! STOP LYING TO ME, PUBLISHERS.

I do not know how much of a spoiler it is to discuss the romance! I will cut it just in case! )

This book makes me ridiculously happy on tons of levels but leaves me with a weird feeling for enjoying it when it is so problematic in its handling of female characters, on purpose or not. I do think that authors did a lot of things in this book deliberately, such as the relationships between characters and the structure of the society. However! How many more fantasy books do we need where the society is all about the men and women are second in every way, insults to be lobbed, objects to be used and discarded? I have to say I think the number is -9999999. We have reached our quota, world! We can now move forward with more diverse representation and queer sexy times.

I assume there's a point, because this is not the first book, and they get to expand their world in Shadow Magic and Dragon Soul, both of which I want to read because I am curious. I hope for better times and more ladies in the future, but am not really holding my breath. >.>
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Nights of Villjamur by Mark Charan Newton: I like mysteries, because I am mystery-dumb. I never figure them out (except when I do and that's not necessarily a good sign). I keep reading about this book being fantasy/mystery, and the author keeps popping up on SF Signal, like this post, Sexual Healing:

I wrote a few sex scenes in the book, but deliberately made the homosexual scene the mildest – because I was interested in seeing if there were any reader prejudices. I've seen on one or two dark corners online where people muttered, "Did we really have to see the gay scene?" To which I would say, if I cared to converse with them, "Yes you did. You didn't complain about the straight sex, which was far more graphic. Deal with it."


Man, I hope I love this book? Because I would totally like to begin fangirling this guy. Even if I don't like the book I believe I will start fangirling this guy.

The Reapers Are the Angels by Alden Bell: Someone twittered a link to a giveaway of this book and of course all I saw was "ZOMBIES!" That's really all it takes. *goes to happy place*

The House of Tomorrow by Peter Bognanni: I forget what made me want to read this, although I forgot about it until I saw it on the shelf at Barnes and Noble's Staff Picks, and the comment card was something to the tune of "better than Twilight" so it was like a personal challenge. Although I don't see what it has in common with Twilight, exactly.



Changeless by Gail Carriger: I just gobbled up the first in this series. The second calls to me! "Renay!" it says. "You definitely want to read me right now to see if the sex bits get any more awkward than they were in the first book!" They can't get worse, although they could get more hilarious and I sure hope they do.

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson: KJ is reading this (she is apparently having Dragon Month, I am a little jealous) so, well. I've heard a lot about it. It's been everywhere. There's a movie? I am just curious at this point. Murder mystery? Well, I do want to expand my reading horizons, I suppose!

Feed by Mira Grant: It's the cover, really. *is not ashamed*
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I read some books I did not give full reviews. Seriously, that is hard work and to be honest, when I go on a Nora Roberts bender there's no way I am going to write 2000 word reviews to every book! SORRY, Nora R.! I have to think of my health! And my [community profile] megaflare_ff fic! Which I have zero words for, unless my title counts and in that case I have four.

Tears.



As You Wish by Jackson Pearce: This was cute and fluffy. My complaints are with the pacing and the fact it moves entirely too fast in the beginning for the emotions of the end to feel quite real, but it's popcorn romance. It felt like it wanted to be more, though: as if Jinn's half of the story was pasted on. There were some awesome scenes: passionate and sincere and I wanted the whole book to be like that, but of course it's not a book that calls for that much depth, so I was out of luck. I also wanted an actual 300 page book, instead of a 300 page book where the text was double-spaced (what was with that...?). At times like these I feel the desire to create a set of YA bingo cards. "Romance in bedroom" would definitely be present, but in LOLcat speak.




Daring to Dream, Holding the Dream, Finding the Dream by Nora Roberts: Ah, romance trilogy with three women who don't need men to solve their problems! Except, you know, when they do. But it's okay because the dudes are hot! Also, the first book of this trilogy was interesting in that it's about a man and a woman who were raised together as family, but as soon as they grow up it's SEXY TIMES AHOY. And yet, when I see this elsewhere and it's say, two women, or two men, it's...gross? Somehow? But the heterosexual version is smoking, friends! The feminism in these books was really strange, like it was being forced and once it got to a point Roberts had an computer alert such as, "alloted amount of equality-speak reached. Ding ding ding."




Fallen by Lauren Kate: I did not finish this book. I made it to page 106, which was a chore and when it still didn't interest me, decided it was a no go, whether it was about mystical creatures or not. 100 pages of introduction and the author telling me about everything isn't exciting! The little hints dropped here and there were also not sufficient enough to make me want to finish it. Obviously, the guy who doesn't like the main character will eventually have a change of heart and there will be Revelations but geez, get to it. These days, I am constantly wondering if I am just a failure as a reader, because all the books I'm picking up are letting me down and this one was too busy making sure there was atmosphere and telling me that the kids at the school were mysterious with SECRETS that I forgot why I was supposed to care. I wasn't even tempted by the promise of wing!fic, and anyway, I had a gay magician book to read.




Black Hills by Nora Roberts: These romance/suspense standalone novels are totally my guilty pleasure. It's something about her prose. Off the wall comparison: John Scalzi, who also writes prose that I slurp up like a delicious soup. Even when the book is predictable, when the plot twists are less foreshadowed and more delivered to you in envelopes with real gold lettering, her prose gets me. It glides, much, I would think, like a big cat. I see what I did there. It's at this point I wish for The High Castle to be in my hot little hands.

The side-romance in this story was actually more suspenseful than the main romance and the dramatic serial killer plot. I am apparently really forgiving on that point, though, because I read this in like, a day, just to figure out how the side-romance played out (omg Farley, I would marry you! Pick me!). Nom. It ended very abruptly, too. Denouement: who needs it! It's like, once the killer is out of the way (and come on, that can't be a spoiler in a Nora Roberts book) that's it! Nothing to see here, move along. When you're lamenting the lack of plot and wishing some of the sex bits could have gone away to make room for more, it's probably a sign. When I figure out what this is a sign of, I'll let everyone know.
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this world we live in is the third and (supposedly) final book in The Last Survivors series that started with life as we knew it. It is a pale imitation of the first book, a disappointing and ridiculous follow-up to the lackluster second novel, and the moment it became an ensemble cast, I knew I was screwed.

I am shamelessly in love with the first book in this series. It is a lightning rod, a blockbuster movie scenario in book form that worked me over because it let me engage my imagination. I could imagine anything, any kind of natural disaster happening in Miranda's world and it could probably work. It would inevitably make the book more exciting! WOW! A book encouraging reader extrapolation! WHAT CRAZY THING WILL THEY THINK OF NEXT?

I read the second book 1.5 times, the .5 being that the second time I had a) fallen even more in love with the first book as time passed and b) couldn't help the quibbles that grew up as I gained distance from the second. I was unsettled. I wanted to love the second book, dance with it under the brightness of a moon that was all up in my business! Some wine, some blue cheese, a little music...but it was not meant to be. Biggest reason was the choice of third person. It hit a sour note, and for me, it was this marker that announced to my brain that there were calls being made, phoning-it-in style. The second book can stand on its own, but add it to the first and the third and it becomes a disaster bigger than the one the book is premised on. It's not marketed as a stand-alone; it connects to the other books! It's all a big hot mess, and I'm not talking about the volcanoes.

I was browsing around reading reviews of the dead and the gone (as you do) and I happened upon an interview with the author!

















Ahem.

Right, you're not supposed to judge, blah blah blah. There's a but here, and right after it comes my judgment, because I have unreasonable expectations. The third person in the dead and the gone was not great. It was perhaps, the opposite of great? Okay, it was just bad. It was trying too hard. I read a lot of third person and in my totes subjective opinion this writing was subpar. I just didn't care. To find out it was like this possibly because a teenage boy wouldn't keep a diary? It makes me real angry, so angry I want to do something drastic, like donate my copy of the book to the library just so I don't have to see it anymore! THAT'LL SHOW YOU, BOOK. Banished to the library.

Guys don't keep diaries. In the best scenarios, they keep journals, but only in tough guy notebooks, and they only write with the blood of virgins and/or unicorns. Guys don't write down their feelings, even if they are characterized as intellectuals. Especially if they're teenagers! If teenage boys started writing about their FEELINGS in JOURNALS the world would end. This is clearly why Alex does not write in a diary or a journal or a notebook, and why he does not record his life or his feelings to stay in line with the first book. Pfeffer knew what she was doing: preventing the actual apocalypse!

I am disappointed. Acknowledging your feelings is for girls like Miranda! She kept a diary because she was a girl! WE WOULDN'T WANT TO MAKE THE MALE NARRATOR LIKE A GIRL, because, see, he is totally a dude! Damn, guess what, authors? You can subvert these ridiculous stereotypes instead of buying into them, therefore cheating everyone out of a really interesting character that readers can get intimate with (and I don't mean just sexy fanfiction, but that's okay too).

I grew to dislike this book over time, in case that was not clear, before I found this quote. The quote dive-bombed the remains of my respect. How can you make writing about a religious character during a global disaster boring and flat? Answer: use the most distant third person possible to avoid pitfalls like "being too girly". Now, I love third person. It is my point of view of choice, but the dead and the gone took third person out back, shot it, and reanimated its corpse, without even the excitement of zombies (really, this book could have used some zombies). The quote is just cherry on top of the delicious sundae of casual patriarchy reinforcement. Nom nom nom.

What does this have to do with the third book, you may be asking! Well, Alex shows up! I hope the intention was for me to dislike him! Alex takes part in really douchey behavior! We are not going to be exchanging love notes.



mild spoilers! )

I find it all just a little skeevy. He shows up! He and Miranda play the hook up game because they are similarly matched. We get told a lot! Miranda tells us and tells herself, and tells others. It's not show and tell. I knew six year olds who were better at this than Miranda is, and listen, they were six and therefore, not at the top of their narrative game. I had really high hopes for this tag-team thing, because I liked Alex and sympathized with him in the second book, and loved Miranda in hers. The third book took everything I liked about the Alex we saw as his story ended and dropped it in favor of contextless behavior we're supposed to fill in the blanks on because Alex was out in the world experiencing the ~brutality of reality~. That works okay when you're imagining what epic disasters could occur at any time and picturing the state of the rest of the world, but it's not so great to do with characterization, because instead of an organic romance there's some makeouts, and oh some shame, and some more makeouts, and drama and zzzzzzzzZZZZZzzz

Furthermore, the structure of this novel was a bad idea! This story has too much action to be written in a diary format. The first book slid into this problem a little, but in this one the issue is like a rhino on ice skates. She's writing in her diary but...it sounds like it's happening! Right now! It's all immediate, now now now, but in...a diary? The form never meshed with the content and several times broke the wall screaming to get out, especially at the end. I kept wondering what would have made this novel better, richer, deeper: both characters with sections in first person, minus the diary format? Alternating chapters where they each saw the world and we were close to both of them?

Quick! Someone tell me the positives of this book. Because I swear there had to be some; I am. I would like to know what people saw in the text that made them enjoy this book. I am not being facetious, I simply want to live vicariously through you, internets! I cannot explain how excited I was for this book, and how far I tumbled off Mount Rapture only to land in the Bog of Eternal Disgruntlement.

Yet another entry in things that weren't meant to be a series. *puts on shelf with Saw franchise*
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Signal boost: I guess I still have a post in me by [personal profile] inkstone, an essay about rejacketing of the paperback of Silver Phoenix by Cindy Pon and why it took place.

From gorgeous, rich color that embraces its roots as Asian to bland, boring, badly Photoshopped covers that riff off tired trends in YA covers and masks the content and character! I really can't say it any better than the post does.

Blargh.
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When I volunteered to help with Archive of Our Own, the Final Fantasy sections were very tiny and not busy. Now they have exploded, and things are a mess, and our Final Fantasy megafandom team is pretty overwhelmed. As one member of that team, well, my thoughts bounce back and forth between "AHHHHHHHHHHHH" and "*gives up forever*", because well, I am doing lots of tag wrangling leader business in the time I used to do wrangling, and it's hard to fit both in. I am a terrible, no-good, irresponsible wrangler. ;__;

Final Fantasy has a megafandom team! We are small and need more members who:

- like to sort things
- enjoy nerdy spreadsheets
- can work cooperatively
- like debates about structure of tags

There's a learning curve to get up to speed on policies but there are lots of folks to help you get started (like me!). Fandoms that definitely need more than one wrangler so the three wranglers that know it don't keel over from burnout include:

Compilation of Final Fantasy VII (any and all canons)
Final Fantasy X & X-2
Ivalice Alliance (any and all canons)
Fabula Nova Crystallis Final Fantasy XIII (just FFXIII right now, but it's never too early to suck people in!)

All other Final Fantasy canons are also open to multiple wranglers, too, so we can all float around and help each other (and we really need to). It's pretty easy to wrangle the fandom into submission, but policies change, tags have to be brought in line, people retag their work, etc.. There are also tons of fandoms outside Final Fantasy to work on, too! At most, we ask for an hour a week if you're not carrying a lot of fandoms, so it is totally low-pressure.

If you're interested, you can swing by volunteers and recruiting form and let us know you're interested in wrangling. *sparkles*
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Junctioning in Final Fantasy VIII! Personal opinion on this? Is it like magic, you mentally reach out and grab them, so there's a "physical" mental component to it? Is it different than magic because they're sentient? If there is no physical component, how do people tell them apart when choosing to Junction? How does Garden "track" who has what GF (per Squall's console attaching two GF to him in the beginning of the game)?

I am really interested in thoughts on this, and/or fic recs that handle human/GF/magic interaction in a nonphysical capacity? For instance, Static by [livejournal.com profile] squeemu or Yes by [personal profile] seventhe.

*curious*
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I asked for book recommendations and boy did I get them. I was telling KJ that I should have created a one book rule, but she thinks no one would have followed it. Ha! We will see when I bring this out again in July.

I listed all the books out in a spreadsheet and chose two numbers which random.org, which were 9 and 23, so In The Woods and Witches Abroad are on the docket for July. I actually tried to read In The Woods a few years ago, but I checked it out when I was super busy at work and it didn't happen, so this is a nice push to get that done like all the reviewers said I should. Terry Pratchett kind of cheated, here. I am not sure there was a way for me to get out of reading him, so good show to Pratchett fans, way to stuff the ballot box. :D

the list of books I culled from the comments
  1. Crossing by Andrew Fukuda
  2. Daughters of the North by Sarah Hall
  3. Dragons of the Cuyahoga by S. Andrew Swann
  4. Drood by Dan Simmons
  5. Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic by Alison Bechdel
  6. Going Postal by Terry Pratchett
  7. Hex Hall by Rachel Hawkins
  8. Hogfather by Terry Pratchett
  9. In the Woods Tana French
  10. The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon
  11. Kitty and the Midnight Hour by Carrie Vaughn
  12. Nation by Terry Pratchett
  13. Small Gods by Terry Pratchett
  14. Soul Music by Terry Pratchett
  15. Spaceman Blues: A Love Song
  16. The Amazing Maurice and his Educated Rodents by Terry Pratchett
  17. The Carpet People by Terry Pratchett
  18. The Devil You Know by Mike Carey
  19. The Monstrous Regiment by Terry Pratchett
  20. The Risen Empire by Scott Westerfeld
  21. The Truth by Terry Pratchett
  22. The Warded Man by Peter V. Brett
  23. Witches Abroad by Terry Pratchett
  24. Transmetropolitan by Warren Ellis
  25. The Carpet People by Terry Pratchett


Unsurprisingly, I have read none of these. >.> But I am definitely giving tons of them the eye now, chosen numbers or not. Thanks for all the recommendations. :D
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My mom was up for Saturday, and although we ate out at Chili's (more on this in minute) we also went shopping after so she could cook. My mother has a problem with portion control. After we arrived home, she was chopping fruit for a salad and she said, "I am worried this isn't enough!" I looked in the bowl to find a fruit salad that would feed at least ten people.

Yet she added more fruit, anyway, and now I have a fridge full of fruit salad to last me until 2057. Anyone want to come over for a snack? Someone who also lives in this house and who shall remain nameless doesn't like melons.

The older I get the more picky I get with restaurants. I used to love Chili's but half the time everything is TOO HOT and they're not so great at cutting the heat when you ask (honestly, just tell me it's not possible! I won't get mad!) so this time, hoping to avoid scorching off my taste buds I got a pulled pork sandwich. It was pretty delicious, but ha ha, scorching is an UNDERSTATEMENT. I was sweating, because they put the cole slaw directly on the sandwich (normal), but it was spicy! THIS IS SO WEIRD TO ME. Cole slaw is not spicy. Cole slaw is a cool picnic dish to help you put the fire in your mouth out after some random uncle hands you a spicy BBQ chicken wing he just pulled off the grill. Oh man! Unexpected Mouth Fire!

Well, it was still a really great sandwich if we ignore that 30,000 taste buds died for me to enjoy it.

Right now we're sitting on a bunch of leftovers besides the fruit salad. I took the remains of my breakfast omelette and bacon, leftover brussel sprouts, and (DRUM ROLL) fruit salad for lunch and faced the fact that I would be eating melons...UNTIL I DIE. I wanted Not-Melon for dinner. When we were shopping I bought a gorgeous locally grown tomato, huge and ripe. Tonight I made tomato sandwiches and a small strawberry salad. It was pretty darn good, and [personal profile] zachariah gave it the thumbs-up. He also pointed out how we went from BLT, to BT when I went off lettuce, to just T. I draw the line at just bread and mayo! Not even on a dare. I used this recipie and it worked out pretty well since I only had to engage the toaster and a knife. Culinary skills +5!
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Let's blame this on Thea and Ana. Because it really is all their fault, them and their Radar posts with shiny new books that don't come out for ages and ages. I am suffering. I cannot promise I found all these books through them, but I am suspicious that I did. Suspicious.



Who Fears Death by Nnedi Okorafor:

The young sorceress Onyesonwu — whose name means Who fears death — was born Ewu, bearing a mixture of her mother's features and those of the man who raped her mother and left her for dead in the desert. As Onyesonwu grows into her powers, it becomes clear that her fate is mingled with the fate of her people, the oppressed Okeke, and that to achieve her destiny, she must die. [source]


So that's cheery, right? I drooled all over this book in Barnes & Noble today, because hey, why not, but technically I have another five books to go before I buy any more. But that cover! And post-apocalyptic fiction set somewhere other than the U.S. (she says, while writing post-apocalyptic fiction set in the U.S.). Stupid finanical responsibility.

Zoo City by Lauren Beukes: A girl who can find lost things, and characters with animal familiars, set in South Africa. Honestly, the cover sold me on this one. It's gorgeous and rich and stars a lady and is written by a lady so yes! There's not much information on besides what I have, but I am definitely going to pounce when it comes out.

The Replacement by Brenna Yovanoff: The last book I read featuring changelings was The Stolen Child by Keith Donohue and I didn't like it very much. I forget exactly why it bored me, maybe because I read it initially as a suspense novel and it's not. It's character study and what it means to be human and what it means to love, which is great, but when marketing says "THIS IS TOTALLY CREEPY!" about it and you don't find what you expect, sigh. I hope for a higher creep factor in this book, which is about a boy allergic to our world, who finds himself returning to the world he came from. That's got to provide some suspense...right?




The Half-Made World by Felix Gilman: This book sounds awesome, but is pretty hard to describe. The blurb on Amazon goes, "A fantastical reimagining of the American West which draws its influence from steampunk, the American western tradition, and magical realism." It also sounds like it could be failtastic and problematic, like certain other titles I decided not to read that "reimagine" the past of the U.S. I will keep an open mind and watch reviews roll in, I suppose, but it sounds really rad on the face.

Pariah by Bob Fingerman: Well, zombies. Come on, it's me. However, this really makes me want to revisit World War Z again. I loved that book. I keep searching and searching for that connection with every single zombie book I pick up. I haven't managed it yet.

The Secret of Ka by Christopher Pike: Okay! I feel like this situation can either end in a really awesome way, or with so much fail that my childhood rings me up from the 1990s to disown me. There was a time and a place Christopher Pike was cool, where he was hip, where anything he wrote was purchased lovingly but devoured like delicious, PG-13 horror cake for tweens. Culture has changed! I do not know how this is going to go, but I am very curious. My last affair with a genie was okay, but I was left wanting more...everything. Can Christopher Pike give it to me? I don't know, but I am risking being shunned by the teenage me, so let's hope he can deliver.




Right now I am reading Havemercy, because Fallen felt like a dead end, so I have my first Did Not Finish book of the year. Havemercy, however, is really good so far and I await with glee the dudes making out and awesome metal dragons (because you know...priorities).

Back to work tomorrow! *mope*
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I have been struggling with my identity as a book blogger for a long time. Generally, this is because I feel like I will never fit into the accepted structure of what a book blog is and therefore will be epically shunned. I don't really plan my posts, I don't market my reviews, I don't brand myself, I don't get ARCs, I don't have blog features, I don't do author interviews, and I'm just as likely to dump a whole lot of reviews into one post as make one independent post about each title. While those things are fine, sometimes I wonder if letting that structure define book blogging is problematic, and so, here I am, submitting to Book Blogger Appreciation Week. After all, someone told me that being the change you want to see is a good first step.

Required links to YA-related entries:

LET'S GET LITERATE! Front and Center by Catherine Gilbert Murdock
LET'S GET LITERATE! Ash by Malinda Lo
Unsung YA Novels: Internet, I Promise You Sincerely I Will Not Sing

Two extra posts of my own choosing:
Free to a Good Home: Slash Googles
Open Letter to Publishers: Ridiculous Stereotypes About the South edition

Now I will go freak out! *flees*
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