I don’t know if people are publishing more books that just aren’t good or if I am just getting more and more picky (I prefer the term ‘selective’) or if it is a combination of both but I have not in recent trips to the bookstore been able to find any books of interest. The same applies to the library. It is not that my innate desire for books has deteriorated, rather that I have read most – it can’t possibly be all, can it? – of the good books that I have access to. I haven’t taken a book out from the library that I have finished in easily a few weeks. At the only local bookstore I constantly find myself leaving empty handed, which is good for the pocket, I guess, but I can seriously feel my gray matter up there rotting away from the lack of new reading material.

Anyways, I recently had the opportunity to spend an hour and a half at my local bookstore, which I spent looking over every single book (not exaggerating) that was in the Adult and Young Adult section, as well as the table of books on display, both recent additions to the store and staff recommendations. I shook my head at seeing some of my favourite books not being enshrined as they should be, but moved on, knowing there was nothing I could do. After what was just shy of two beautiful hours, I walked up the counter, paid, and left. With one book. That I have read multiple times before (if you are interested in knowing, it was Between Shades of Gray by Ruta Sepetys, a WWII historical fiction, and it is very, very good). To be fair, I have wanted to personally own a copy of this book for a year or two, but still, doesn’t it say something either about the bookstore or about me that I spent such a long time in this bookstore, in booklover’s paradise, and came out with only one book? I don’t know what this world is coming to. 

Hi everyone! I'm back! So, I do have a good excuse for last week: I didn't read much. Or at all, really. I'll tell you all about it after I do the review, okay? Good. So this week, one of the books I read was The Chaos of Stars by Kiersten White. I'm not sure if I've told you guys before (and I'm sorry, I'm not going through all of our old posts just to find out), but I'm a huge Kane Chronicles fan. So, when I saw that this had Ancient Egyptian gods and goddesses in it, I had to read it. It was really weird at first because they all had different personalities than Rick Riordan's versions of them! I knew, going in, that they wouldn't be the same, but it still sort of caught  me off guard. A piece  of advice though, about this book; it may be, at times, tempting to skip over the little blurbs about the godly family and Isadora's dreams. Don't do it. There's important things in there. I can't imagine having read the book without reading those bits.