Throwback Thursday: All the Books I Hated in 2018!

Look, it’s no secret that I’m a picky reader and I tear books to shreds like it’s my fucking job. (It’s not and I don’t get paid for this.)

I have no shame or guilt in how I come across. Quite honestly, I wear my Book Bitch reputation like a badge of honour. I don’t do sugar-coating. I don’t do polite for the sake of someone’s feelings (that’s called lying.) And I don’t beat around the bush. Either I like something or I don’t, and if I don’t I’ll let you know why so that you don’t waste your sweet, precious life reading turds.

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Inspector Turd Miner, at your service.

If you’re a writer – I do it so you can get better. No one ever grew from being told they were perfect just the way they are. You want to be a great writer, then listen to the negative reviews that are actually blunt, constructive criticism trying to give a little help. I’m not saying listen to the shit talking. There’s a difference.

I don’t tear things down just for the fun of it, I do it so that everyone can grow. Do I have fun though? Obviously, or I wouldn’t be here. (Like I said, I’m not getting paid.)

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Top Ten: Mystery and Thriller Releases for Q1 of 2019!

Happy New Year, Nerdos!!

Are you still nursing a little bit of a hangover? I hate drinking in my 30s because those headaches and stomach rumbles, and just overall feeling of having been hit by a truck, seem to last days instead of hours. Aw, the joys of ageing.

But here we are again – another year gone, a new one just beginning. More birthdays on the horizon. It’s just one more trip around the sun. And I’m so happy to be here with all of you for the journey talking about books and murder and maybe weed sometimes. Now there’s a way to avoid a hangover, get high instead!

So, while we float around on a rock in an unknowable universe, held down by an invisible force as we circle a giant ball of fire for another year, let’s read some books to pass some of that time!

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2019 is shaping up to be a good year for crime fiction so get your budgets ready, your library card dusted off and your stretchy pants on! Here’s my list of the top buzz-worthy reads for the first quarter of 2019!

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Fave Five: My Top 5 Reads of 2018!! (It was easy to narrow down because I’m such a grumpy bitch.)

Holy shit! Can you even believe it’s about to be 2019?!

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Because seriously, 2018 felt like the longest year on record. Maybe it was all of the racism, xenophobia, misogyny and fake outrage drummed up to make both sides of the political spectrum look insane – but seriously, my mental health took a beating this year.

We had the fucking Olympics this year? Do you even remember that? Does it feel like it happened in a different space and time? Because it fucking didn’t – it happened in 2018!

I’m drained. I’m exhausted. I can’t take any more negativity.

I started this blog at the beginning of 2018 with a post about how much Trump sucks, and how I needed books to get through the crumbling state of the world.

And I’m going to end this year with the same sentiment. Trump sucks. His supporters suck. Their bullshit is seeping over the borders of every other country, with racist, far-right dipshits seeing his successes (if you can call them that) as a sign that it’s finally their time to impose their hateful world-view on the rest of us.

Quite honestly, I don’t know how much more I can take. How hard is it to be kind? How hard is it to just let others live their lives in the way they choose to if it isn’t hurting anyone, even if you don’t understand it? I don’t understand the preoccupation with the benign details and choices that other people make.

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GET A LIFE.

That’s my hope for 2019. I hope all you hateful, obsessive motherfuckers can get a fucking life in the new year because I swear, that’s what’s going to fix you. If you had a happy and fulfilled life you wouldn’t be so fucking concerned with everyone else and where they put their body parts, or what colour their body parts are or what body parts they wished they had. Just get a fucking life.

And my second hope for 2019, if you can’t get a life, is that you at least find a way to express your sexuality without guilt. A guilt-free orgasm, in exactly the way you want it with another consenting adult, can do wonders for a shitty fucking attitude.

Get A Life. Have An Orgasm. 2019🥂

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With that said, my hopes aren’t high for the coming year. It feels like a “everything needs to get worse before it can get better” kind of situation. Books are going to be as important to me in 2019 as they were in 2018, maybe even more so.

So I want to take a look back on my top five reads of this past year. The books that fixed the world around my personal bubble for a just a few hours.

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Music Monday: Rage Against the Machine – Killing in the Name

Monday, you whore!

Warning: This is not a bookish post. 

So, I know I usually try to do a Music Monday that is inspired by whatever book I’m currently reading (Pretty Ugly Lies and The Breakdown, btw,) but with the U.S. Midterms looming tomorrow, I can’t seem to focus on anything else but that. I’m serious. It’s an addiction. I’ll need to be sedated tomorrow.

I am literally at work right now with all-day news coming through my earbuds. My husband complained over the weekend that all I ever had on was the news so he wasn’t going to be hanging out with me until the midterms were over.

AND I’M CANADIAN.

You might ask yourself, why, as a Canadian don’t I mind my fucking business and focus on my own country? Good question, rude way of asking it though. But, I’ll tell you.

First, I am married to an American. I have American stepkids and in-laws. And though my little family immigrated to Canada and now live under the soft curls of Trudeau’s perfect hair and Sunny Ways with me, they are still American and they still care deeply about their home country (my husband mailed in his absentee ballot last month, voting a straight blue ticket in his NY county that is usually red.) By default, this means I care too. It’s my husband’s country! Helllooooo.

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Fave Five: Creepy Crawlies (#Blogoween)

Happy Friday, Book Monsters! And to all my fellow Canadians, Happy Thanksgiving!!

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I wish this long weekend was going to be relaxing – full of reading, and eating candy I shouldn’t be putting into my body – but unfortunately, I’ll be hosting a Thanksgiving dinner on Saturday, which will also double as a birthday family party for my husband. Which means I need to go home and immediately clean my house and prepare. REAL TALK: I fucking hate being a hostess y’all!

No one ever tells you that if you’re the oldest child the role of hostess becomes your unofficial job like allllllll the time after you buy a house.

It is not fair. But I’ll do it.

My in-laws will be crossing the border from NY and spending the whole weekend with us as well, so that’s draining fun.

I figure, I better do a post today because I’m likely not going to be floating around the blogosphere very much for the next 3 or 4 days.

And I just want to say, being a deeply introverted person, the anticipation of a big family weekend always gives me a low-rumbling anxiety. Sometimes I sneak away from the gathering to reclaim my energy – I think of it like when you’re playing a game and you hide your character behind a wall in a corner from the fight until your health starts to regenerate.

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Author Interview: Ian K. Smith

Hey, hey, Nerdos!

I’m back with a little bit more for The Ancient Nine written by Dr. Ian K. Smith, specifically a conversation with him about why he decided to pivot from writing best-selling books about health and nutrition and go into the world of thriller fiction, his real-life secret society experiences and what’s next for him in the fiction world.

Check out my “Blog Tour” post here to get all the details on The Ancient Nine and read an excerpt from the novel!

And when you’re done, hop on over to my full review of The Ancient Nine here

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Blog Tour: The Ancient Nine by Ian K. Smith

Get in loser! We’re going Blog Touring!

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Welcome to my stop on the blog tour for Ian K. Smith’s new fiction novel, The Ancient Nine. Settle in, grab something to eat. Maybe have a glass of wine. Put your feet up and chill with me here for a little bit.

We’re going to start today with a little bit about the book, a little bit about the author and of course I’ll do my due diligence and post all the ways you can buy this novel for your reading pleasure. I’ve also got an excerpt from the novel so you can get a taste for the style. And (that’s right, there’s more) I’ve got a Q&A with the author posting a little bit later, so you’ll want to check back for that.

Released just this Tuesday, you definitely want to pick up The Ancient Nine if you’re into intensely descriptive writing, erudite mysteries and lots of research, as well as romance and a contemporary look at joining a brotherhood.

The Ancient Nine is basically if a young, mildly sexist Barack Obama joined a secret society at Harvard in the 80s (and whose to say he didn’t?!) and in the process, solved a fifty-year-old cold case and also discovered deep secrets that take a lot of clever research into religious texts to figure out. It’s some heavy shit!

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Fave Five: My Favorite Murder

Attention Murderinos! Today’s post is solely dedicated to the world of My Favorite Murder!

If you don’t know what that is, then you must not be a true crime fan, because Georgia Hardstark and Karen Kilgariff are fucking RUNNING the true crime game right now.

Last September, I saw them live in Toronto. That was a crazy-ass show and I think I left the Sony Centre with hearing loss. Murderinos were losing their damn minds like One Direction just walked out onto the stage (One Direction is still a thing, right?)

Even though I’m a little bit behind on my podcast listening, I’m a Murderino for life. I’ve spent a lot of my hard earned money on their merchandise, including two sweaters, a t-shirt, some stickers that adorn my tablet case and most recently, a new keychain from an independent creator on Etsy that says “LOCK YOUR FUCKING DOOR.” It’s perfect and I can’t wait for it to ship.

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Music Monday: The Flys – Got You Where I Want You

I have to be honest, I did not want to get out of bed this morning. This Monday felt particularly difficult to have to deal with.

Maybe it’s because my weekend went by in a flash. Saturday I was three hours at the hairdresser. I came home to my husband touching up painting that we needed to finish so I couldn’t let him do that alone. Sunday we did our groceries, took the dog to the groomer’s and then I bought new furniture for my rec room.

I’m super excited about this! Our rec room is currently garbage, almost literally. We have a brand new TV down there and all our gaming systems. It’s meant to be the entertainment spot, the gaming spot, the spot to disappear and relax in, but in order to make that happen, it requires painting and new furniture. That furniture includes bookshelves.

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Currently, all of my books are still packed away in our laundry room, taking up space in U-Haul boxes. I’ve been dreaming about getting to unpack them and display them the way they should be.

And it’s finally happening!!!

Our couches are a custom order, so it’ll take 8 weeks before they are delivered, which leaves me 8 weeks to paint and put together bookshelves. After that, it’s quite possible you won’t see me again for a couple of weeks while I hunker down in my new comfy space and play PS4 until my eyes bleed.

That being said, when I woke up this morning I was still totally zapped. One way to guarantee I’ll perk up a little bit is good music. And I love a good soundtrack for reading.

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The Friday 56: Any Man by Amber Tamblyn

TGIF, y’all! I really love this post meme hosted by Freda’s Voice, so I’m back for round two. The idea: Each week, you choose a book quote from page 56 to discuss.

🔪The RULES:

  1. Grab a book, any book.
  2. Turn to page 56 (or 56% in an eReader).
  3. Find any sentence (or a few, just don’t spoil anything) that pulls your attention.
  4. Post it!

Technically, I will be choosing a random quote that I loved, but that also doesn’t require typing out three pages, because there is no page 56 in this book. It’s true! This book’s layout is very unique, I’ll just say that.

🔪The BOOK:

Today my book is Any Man by Amber Tamblyn. Yes, that Amber Tamblyn.

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Back of the Book: In her blazingly original and unforgettable debut novel “Any Man”, Amber Tamblyn brings to startling life a specter of sexual violence in the shadowy form of Maude, a serial female rapist who preys on men.

In this electric and provocative debut novel, Tamblyn blends genres of poetry, prose, and elements of suspense to give shape to the shocking narratives of victims of sexual violence, mapping the destructive ways in which our society perpetuates rape culture.

A violent serial rapist is on the loose, who goes by the name Maude. She hunts for men at bars, online, at home— the place doesn’t matter, neither does the man. Her victims then must live the aftermath of their assault in the form of doubt from the police, feelings of shame alienation from their friends and family and the haunting of a horrible woman who becomes the phantom on which society projects its greatest fears, fascinations and even misogyny. All the while the police are without leads and the media hound the victims, publicly dissecting the details of their attack.

What is extraordinary is how as years pass these men learn to heal, by banding together and finding a space to raise their voices. Told in alternating viewpoints signature to each voice and experience of the victim, these pages crackle with emotion, ranging from horror to breathtaking empathy.

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