Really, I shouldn't have liked this book. The worldbuilding made me go "bzuh?" the plot was predictable ... but I couldn't stop reading it, and I'm looking forward to the next one.

*shrug*

Not quite as good as the first book, His Majesty's Dragon, which I read in one gulp. Throne of Jade had some pacing problems (the end came way too quickly, and the resolution seemed too pat) and a moderate case of puppy-kicking) but it was still a good book. Start with the first book in the series, though.

Okay, this was a fun book. Creepy, exciting, funny wizard-noir. I definitely want to check out the next book in the series.

This was NOT a good book, by any stretch of the imagination -- but I enjoyed it. So sue me.

Spider Robinson, who I usually associate with funny stuff like the Callahan's series, managed to scare the bejesus out of me. Whew!

Wow wow wow oh wow. This is what I've been missing. Scalzi pays homage to Heinlein without wripping off the master, delivers an excellent read, absolutely unputdownable. (Yeah I can easily see why this guy won the Campbell.)

This is a reread; I read it first back when ... well, I'm pretty sure I remember reading it in the little snack shop at RIA. So ... before 2000.

It shows its age in a few ways; almost nothing has e-mail addresses or urls, and teh internets are this new thing for writers ... but on the whole, the advice is good, even though the markets have changed (Buffy was still only a niche phenomenon, I hadn't even heard of Anita Blake, and the whole Vampire Layer genre had yet to be born.)

A good writing book, with plenty of interesting hints.

Set in the near-mythological Los Angeles of dreams and stars, and starring a young woman who is as larger than life as the city she lives in, this is a book that transcends the young adult genre as much as Weetzie herself transcends the limitations of mere reality. Gorgeous!

I've kept hearing about how wonderful MaryJanice Davidson't books are, so when I saw Sleeping with the Fishes on the cart, I thought I'd give it a try. After the first chapter, though, I decided to give it a miss, instead.

I didn't like Fred, the MC. She walks in on her parents making love, and, rather than slipping quietly away like a normal human being, screams, flings her father off her mother, covers her mother, rants about how awful it is and how people in their 50s shouldn't be having sex ...

And okay, I know that this is supposed to be over-the-top "zany" humor, but I just couldn't imagine spending the whole length of a book in the company of someone who would overreact so severely to something that, while embarrassing, was really none of her damn business. Moreover, I can't imagine anyone with issues that severe in the sex department having any luck with one romance, much less, two, without some serious therapy.

Maybe I'll try one of the author's other books later -- but they've dropped waaaay to the bottom of my priorities list.