Title: The Hating Game Author: Sally Thorne Released: August 9, 2016 Genre: CR Format: K Pages: 384 Source: Own Dates Read: August 7-10, 2017 Grade: A Synopsis:
Nemesis (n.) 1) An opponent or rival whom a person cannot best or overcome; 2) A person’s undoing; 3) Joshua Templeman.
Lucy Hutton and Joshua Templeman hate each other. Not dislike. Not begrudgingly tolerate. Hate. And they have no problem displaying their feelings through a series of ritualistic passive-aggressive maneuvers as they sit across from each other, executive assistants to co-CEOs of a publishing company. Lucy can’t understand Joshua’s joyless, uptight, meticulous approach to his job. Joshua is clearly baffled by Lucy’s overly bright clothes, quirkiness, and Pollyanna attitude.
Now up for the same promotion, their battle of wills has come to a head and Lucy refuses to back down when their latest game could cost her her dream job…But the tension between Lucy and Joshua has also reached its boiling point, and Lucy is discovering that maybe she doesn’t hate Joshua. And maybe, he doesn’t hate her either. Or maybe this is just another game. Continue reading “Book Review: The Hating Game by Sally Thorne”→
Well, in the context of the novel, it remains to be seen. This section was easier to grasp than I had anticipated. I think it’s Pevear and Volokhonsky’s translation (one day I’ll be able to spell Volokhonsky without looking it up), but I haven’t read any others to confirm. You can find links to the original post from Reading in Bed and my first post a the bottom of this one.
So poor Dolokhov has been demoted because of the whole aforementioned drunken bear shenanigans. His new uniform is a different color and whatever. I’m not particularly concerned. This wouldn’t have been a problem if you hadn’t been so stupid. And just calm down, could you, Dolokhov?
Do you know what I really love? I can be a bit of a history nerd, so when I found out that Tolstoy used an actual letter from Napoleon, in which Napoleon basically called Murat (the French commander dude) an idiot for thinking that the Austrians/Russians had actually surrendered when they hadn’t even spoken to the emperor, I was thrilled. And well, you know, he wasn’t wrong.
To Prince Murat. Schönbrunn, 25 Brumaire [15 November], 1805, at eight o’clock a.m. It is impossible for me to find words to express to you my displeasure. You command only my vanguard and you do not have the right to make an armistice without my order. You are making me lose the fruits of a campaign. Break the armistice on the spot and march to the enemy. Declare to him that the general who signed this capitulation did not have the right to make it, that only the Emperor of Russia has that right. Any time, however, that the Emperor of Russia will ratify the said convention, I will ratify it; but it is only a trick. March, destroy the Russian army…you are in a position to take their baggage and artillery. The adjutant of the Emperor of Russia is a…Officers are nothing when they have no power: this one has none…The Austrians let themselves be fooled in the crossing of the bridge of Vienna, you are letting yourself be fooled by one of the Emperor’s adjutants. Napoleon.
Even though he hasn’t actually done that much, Andrei’s all like, “Well, I have been wounded [read: scratched], so I obviously need to be rewarded.” His horse was shot, and a bullet grazed Andrei’s arm. Really, the horse should get a medal, but anyway Andrei gets all gussed up to go to town to get recognized for his valor…and no one really cares. He expected to see the emperor, but instead he’s taken to the minister of war, who hasn’t actually seen any combat. Seems legit. Anyway, he’s like, “Well done, boy. But we have bigger fish to fry, and you are a small fish. And, really, you could have done better. So…bye.” Andrei’s all let out, but then he does get to display a little authority when he gets back, sees the army in chaos, yells at some folks, and helps a woman stuck in a wagon, so good for you, Andrei!
But then, we have poor little Nikolai. He’s in way over his head. It’s like he’s 6 feet tall and just walked into the 8-foot end of the pool and doesn’t know how to swim. And really, he’s just a baby. He’s still a minor, and he’s really scared. Nobody really cares about that, though, because everyone else has been through it already. So at the end of the last chapter in Part 2, he’s lying in bed, (not too terribly) wounded and disillusioned with it all.
“Nobody needs me!” thought Rostov. “There’s nobody to help me or pity me. And once I was at home, strong, cheerful, loved.” He sighed and involuntarily groaned as he sighed.
“Ouch, it hurts, eh?” the little soldier asked, waving his shirt over the fire and, not waiting for a reply, he grunted and said: “Quite a few folk got damaged today–awful!”
Rostov was not listening to the soldier. He looked at the snowflakes dancing above the fire and remembered the Russian winter with a warm, bright house, a fluffy fur coat, swift sleighs, a healthy body, and all the love and care of a family. “And why did I come here?” he wondered. (200)
Title: When a Scot Ties the Knot Author: Tessa Dare Series: Castles Ever After #3 Released: August 25, 2015 Genres:HR Format: Kindle Pages: 378
Source: Own Dates Read: June 23-24, 2017 Grade: A Synopsis: On the cusp of her first London season, Miss Madeline Gracechurch was shyly pretty and talented with a drawing pencil, but hopelessly awkward with gentlemen. She was certain to be a dismal failure on the London marriage mart. So Maddie did what generations of shy, awkward young ladies have done: she invented a sweetheart.
A Scottish sweetheart. One who was handsome and honorable and devoted to her, but conveniently never around. Maddie poured her heart into writing the imaginary Captain MacKenzie letter after letter … and by pretending to be devastated when he was (not really) killed in battle, she managed to avoid the pressures of London society entirely.
Until years later, when this kilted Highland lover of her imaginings shows up in the flesh. The real Captain Logan MacKenzie arrives on her doorstep—handsome as anything, but not entirely honorable. He’s wounded, jaded, in possession of her letters… and ready to make good on every promise Maddie never expected to keep. (Goodreads) Continue reading “Book Review: When a Scot Ties the Knot by Tessa Dare”→
Title: Secrets of a Summer Night Author: Lisa Kleypas Series: Wallflowers #1 Released: October 26, 2004 Genres:HR Format: Kindle Pages: 346
Source: Own Dates Read: June 19-22, 2017 Grade: C+ Synopsis: Four young ladies enter London society with one common goal: they must use their feminine wit and wiles to find a husband. So a daring husband-hunting scheme is born.
Annabelle Peyton, determined to save her family from disaster, decides to use her beauty and wit to tempt a suitable nobleman into making an offer of marriage. But Annabelle’s most intriguing — and persistent — admirer, wealthy, powerful Simon Hunt, has made it clear that while he will introduce her to irresistible pleasure he will not offer marriage. Annabelle is determined to resist his unthinkable proposition … but it is impossible in the face of such skillful seduction.
Her friends, looking to help, conspire to entice a more suitable gentleman to offer for Annabelle, for only then will she be safe from Simon — and her own longings. But on one summer night, Annabelle succumbs to Simon’s passionate embrace and tempting kisses … and she discovers that love is the most dangerous game of all. (Goodreads) Continue reading “Book Review: Secrets of a Summer Night by Lisa Kleypas”→
Title: Jackaby Author: William Ritter Series: Jackaby #1 Released: September 16, 2014 Genres:F,HF, M, YA Format: Hardcover Pages: 299
Source: Own Dates Read: April 19 – June 18, 2017 Grade: B Synopsis: Newly arrived in New Fiddleham, New England, 1892, and in need of a job, Abigail Rook meets R. F. Jackaby, an investigator of the unexplained with a keen eye for the extraordinary–including the ability to see supernatural beings. Abigail has a gift for noticing ordinary but important details, which makes her perfect for the position of Jackaby’s assistant. On her first day, Abigail finds herself in the midst of a thrilling case: A serial killer is on the loose. The police are convinced it’s an ordinary villain, but Jackaby is certain it’s a nonhuman creature, whose existence the police–with the exception of a handsome young detective named Charlie Cane–deny. (Goodreads) Continue reading “Book Review: Jackaby by William Ritter”→
In the spring semester of my junior year in college, I took a Victorian British Novels class. On the first day of class my professor said that anyone who stayed after the first week had to be a masochist because those six novels were, um…long, you could say. We read Bleak House, Villette, Middlemarch, Jude the Obscure, North and South, and Howards End. On average we read 250 pages per class, and we met on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Well, obviously I stayed, so it seems I must be a masochist.
Looks like I’m in for a repeat.
I’m participating in Laura’s War and Peace Newbies Read-Along, which you can find out about over at Reading in Bed. Anyone with the will to participate is welcome to join, whether you’ve read it before or not. It has already started and technically runs from July through September, but you’re welcome to start late if you’re willing to catch up! We’re reading about 125 pages a week, which is doable as long as you don’t get behind.
I’m reading the Pevear and Volokhonsky translation of War and Peace. I’m reading it on my Kindle because (1) it’s really long, coming in at 1275 pages, and not conducive to lugging around; (2) I need to check the footnotes and endnotes a lot; and (3) I know I’m going to have to look up a lot of words. I also own this gorgeous copy in paperback, but that’s just going to sit prettily on my shelf.
After making it through the first few chapters, I got used to checking the footnotes for the translations of the French passages–and let me tell you, there are a lot of those. I never regretted not taking French classes before this moment.
So far, there’s mostly talk about war, how terrible (or, in Pierre’s case, how great) Napoleon is, and the ever-present class struggles. I don’t really want to give away any spoilers just yet, in case anyone decides to join in. But, up to this point in the novel, all of the dashing (and not so dashing) young men are preparing to go off to war, some illicit love affairs are beginning, there are some drunken shenanigans, Natasha hollers out at the dinner table (the hoyden!), someone dies, and Pierre is no longer as illegitimate as he was at the beginning of the book. Among other things.
I’ll be reading from Mondays to Sundays and then posting my thoughts and whatnot on the following Monday. For example, I read Volume I, Part I from July 3-9 and I’m posting this on July 10. This is the same posting schedule that Laura is using, and I figured it would be easiest to follow hers. It comes out to about 17 pages a day, which is totally doable–as long as I don’t get behind.
Check out Laura’s corresponding post, which is much more detailed and humorous than mine, to get an idea of what the fuss is all about!