Necklaces made of wishes, black markets of teeth and a wishbone on a cord. Nothing is as it seems here. Wishes are not granted by genies and lamps. Karou is not the love-crazed protagonist. And this book is like nothing you’ve read before.
Karou has been the apprentice to the wishmonger her whole life and working for this chimera can mean dealing with some interesting individuals – both human and otherwise. Hidden from the human world are her adoptive family of chimera who deal in wishes and for reasons unknown require copious amounts of ill-gotten teeth. When she’s not trading wishes for molars, Karou is just like any other seventeen-year-old art student in Prague…with blue hair that grows that way naturally.
There is more to this story than sketchbooks filled with monsters and underground markets of teeth. Someone is tracking Karou. Something is hunting the chimera. Somewhere Karou’s home is burning and the answers to the mysteries of her life seem to exist in a place she can’t get to.
Past, present and future collide into a collage of devastation as all begin to realise that some secrets should remain hidden. Lives will be lost and others found. Friend will resemble foe and sanity becomes insane in a war where there can be no victor. Love may just find that it has no place in a world that is burning.
An epic adventure, tear wrenching heart-breaker, laughter-fit inducer and so very, very much more, this book has it all. Taylor has certainly set the bar high for this trilogy and I have every confidence that she will exceed the standard in the books to follow.
Daughter of Smoke and Bone is, dare I say, perfect. I’ve not encountered a fantasy work like this in such a long time I’d almost forgotten that originality still exists. This book is the Luke Skywalker of fantasy – our saviour from a literary world full of clipped angels and vampires with glitter problems.
-Neek for TLC Books
Want some more info about the author? Check out her website: http://lainitaylor.blogspot.com/
Having posted this on our facebook page, I thought I would also post to our blog, why constrain a challenge to just one audience?
Plus, I haven’t started it yet, so this will be the official start… again. Yes, it has been that kind of week.
Thanks to the 30 Day Book challenge facebook page, we have some fun for you!
Similar to the 30 Day Song Challenge, the 30 Day Book Challenge is a challenge that lasts thirty days, where users post links to their wall, one per day for the appropriate category. Here’s the guide:
Day 1 – Your Favourite Book
Day 2 – Your Least Favourite Book
Day 3 – A Book You Read to Feel Good
Day 4 – A Book You Read to Feel Down
Day 5 – A Book That Reminds You of Someone
Day 6 – A Book That Reminds You of Somewhere
Day 7 – A Book That Reminds You of Your Past
Day 8 – The Book You Can Quote Best
Day 9 – A Book With Your Favourite Character (Male)
Day 10 – A Book With Your Favourite Character (Female)
Day 11 – A Book By Your Favourite Writer
Day 12 – A Book By Your Least Favourite Writer
Day 13 – A Guilty Pleasure
Day 14 – The Book That No One Expected You To Like
Day 15 – The Book That Depicts Your Life
Day 16 – A Book You Used to Love, But Now Hate
Day 17 – Your Favourite Drama Book
Day 18 – Your Favourite Comedy Book
Day 19 – Your Favourite Action Book
Day 20 – Your Favourite Romantic Book
Day 21 – Your Favourite Sci-Fi/Fantasy Book
Day 22 – Your Favourite Horror Book
Day 23 – Your Favourite Thriller/Mystery Book
Day 24 – Your Favourite Animated or Children’s Book
Day 25 – Your Favourite Non Fiction Book
Day 26 – Your Favourite Series of Books
Day 27 – Your Favourite Stand Alone Book
Day 28 – The Most Obscure Book You’ve Ever Read
Day 29 – Your Favourite Book As a Kid
Day 30 – Your Favourite Book This Time Last Year
Good luck with narrowing down all those choices, I am having palpatations just “thinking” about it!
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My name is Neek and I am about to rant about my favourite genre. Just thought I should warn you.
What started with swooning girls and vampires with glitter infections has now spawned the rise of a new kind of young adult book, whose authors story-telling credentials go as far as having a crush when they were 14. Cut to 25 years later, these girls have now grown up and much like a rabid dog wants to share its rabies, these ‘authors’ want to share what their hormone-fueled imagination dreamt up in the back row of Mr. Harrington’s math class so many years ago. So sit back, relax and enjoy a complete lobotomy that you can’t claim on Medicare.
The basic storyline of these books goes a little something like this: nothing’s happening, nothing’s happening, angst. Nothing’s happening, meets brooding-loner-guy. Angst about falling in love with brooding-loner-guy, nothing’s happening, finds out their love can never be, nothing’s happening, something about vampires/fallen angels. Angst, people might die or at least be put in a ‘dangerous’ situation, protagonists go through the ‘I love you, but no, I can’t!’ for a while, and somewhere in amongst all that there is a plot. Finally, there’s likely to be a sentence which implies more books to follow, at which point I start looking for the nearest and bluntest object.
Time for the checklist:
1. Whiny protagonists? –check
2. Instantaneous love? – check
3. Characters whose shallowness is so thorough it’s almost like depth? –check
Fantastic. Send it off to the publishers clamouring for anything they can jacket in black and red and you’ve got yourself one nifty little pay cheque. I am tired of shoddy imitation rather than true imagination.
This is my favourite genre dammit! Stop fouling the waters with pale imitations of fantastic books.
To any authors who may be reading this, for whom gen Y is a demographic and not a mindset, here’s a free tip for you: adding modern slang doesn’t endear a book to the young’uns…it comes off very condescending and irritating. Like, nothing’s as annoying as when, you’re like, in the middle of a totally huge moment in the story and so anyway, the main character acts like a complete spaz and you’re like, OMG Becky! Don’t go into the manky alley in the middle of the night, there’s totes a vampire with a complexion problem down there!
Sentences like “I couldn’t stop staring at his perfection” should incur immediate relocation to hell: preferably one of the inner-circles.
Authors and publishers: you are now bludgeoning the corpse of a genre that died an honourable death with ‘Buffy.’ Write something worth publishing or stop writing altogether, lest you sentence us all to bookstores full of red and black covers.
Neek for TLC Books