Just started the 4th in the Fever Series by Karen Marie Moning…Dreamfever…a hybrid feary-tale set in Ireland with one hell of a lot of SEX APPEAL…I am in deep with this series and am enjoying the complex character development immensely…not to mention this installment starts of with a BANG!

Excerpts to follow…I need to this book! xxx c

Picked up this 100-pager to read on the short flight from NYC-SC and back again…it really is an excellent read and  I will be reading much more from The Drake Sisters Series.

The novella is a thriller/romance/horror high-bred full of intrigue, great character development and SEX! A perfect mix if I do say so myself, pick it up and enjoy…oh and for all of you Nook readers, it’s available for download at less than $2!

Here is a short excerpt:

Her eyes saw too much, saw into him where he didn’t want to be seen. He wanted to look away but he couldn’t seem to pull his gaze from hers. (Magic in the Wind, Christine Feehan)

Think Party of Five, with a house populated by seven empathic temptresses with brilliance, wit, and supernatural abilities and you have The Drake Sisters.

Sounds great to me!

I cannot wait to read the next one, xxx c

The Logic of ‘Alice’: Our sense of SELF is the TRUE puzzle!

I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is ‘Who in the world am I?’ Ah, that’s the great puzzle! (Lewis Carrol, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, 1865)

If you have read this blog you know that I have an enduring fascination with our ever-dynamic Sense of Self…and have written on it, in relation to Alice In Wonderland (Click HERE for blog entry), previously. Perhaps it is the measure of fantasy in Alice that has always drawn me, or maybe its great potential for both light and dark…simultaneously…or maybe…

It is the story’s depiction of the constant struggle BETWEEN…between good and bad…light and dark…reality and imaginary.

It is the unknown…the unstable…the unarticulated that I am most compelled by…that place of  THE NOW…the present moment…where we must accept what we see, as what we are…not forever…but for NOW.

Just a little “mushroom” for thought on a Monday afternoon, xxx c.

For Those Who Love FEM Fantasy/Horror…P. Briggs just doesn’t sink her teeth in!

In this first of five (soon to be 6) in the Mercy Tompson Series by Patricia Briggs we meet our heroine, the tough and talented Mercy…a shape-shifter with a nose for trouble and a knack for perseverance. She is as hard and nasty as she is loyal and idealistic. She fights for what is right and as a reader, we love it…we love her! The novel is woven in modern times when mythes, monsters and legends (e.g. vampires, werewolves, goblins) roam freely, some “outed” and some not. We, follow Mercy as she negotiates the trials and politics of the wolfpack that raised her. The story is solid, easy to follow. There is a hint of mystery and intrigue…but there is also something missing in this premiere of the series…


Briggs stops short of pushing the development between her characters. We enjoy then…we fell for them…but I could never quite get a sense of how they felt for one another.

The novel reads a lot like a wonder menagerie of fantastical figures..waiting to meet one another!

I can only hope…that in the next installment Briggs gives her characters the introduction they so badly deserve!

xxx c.

“Shadow Bound”: A Novel Embracing Transitional Space

This lyrical novel, first in the 2010 two-part Shadow series, by newcomer Erin Kellison is a wonderful example of how the fantasy/horror/romance genre is developing as a complex and unique dynamic literary-style. Pulling on the fantasy world of the Fae, Kellison adopts a poetic manner when writing about the novel’s rather contrary protagonist:


Death resides in shadow…the transitional darkness between life and death: Faery.

He is unearthly, chilling, and frighteningly compassionate…and he has a daughter. A daughter whom we join in her painful journey toward self-discovery during an impending war between humans and the undead…a war that only she can conquer. She is intelligent and analytical…if stubborn and idealistic…she is the perfect embodiment of life and death…of SHADOW…born of a human mother who’s suffering Death fell unwittingly in-love with…her conception was a twisting of pleasure and grief and indeed her life reflects that dialectic: A life that is truly Shadow Bound by death:

The dark didn’t hide anything from her. It never had. Shadows only deepened color, and textures took on added dimension. Total darkness revealed a realm of sensation as seductive and terrifying as any fertile imagination could conjure. (pg. 29)

This is an imaginative and beautifully constructed piece…that read as much like poetry as it does fiction…and I highly recommend Shadow Bound to anyone seeking something slightly more uncommon…something to really sink your teeth into!

xxx c

Snippet From “Shadowfever” (Karen Marie Moning): Latest Book Review!


““You killed my sister!” The dark lake in my head begins to boil. I hear rustles behind me, leathery wet sounds and I whirl. The freaks that killed my sister are taking advantage of the distraction and trying to leave. Not a chance in hell. This is what I’ve been living for. This moment. My revenge. First the ones that killed her. Then the one who delivered her to them. I lunge for them, screaming my sister’s name. I slice and rip and tear. I begin with my spear and end with my bare hands. I fall on them like the beast-form of Barrons. My sister died in an alley with these monsters working on her and now I know it wasn’t fast. I can see her, white-lipped with pain, knowing she’s going to die, scratching a clue into the pavement. Hoping I’ll come, afraid I’ll come. Believing I could succeed where she failed. God, I miss her! Hatred consumes me. I devolve into vengeance, I embrace it, I become it. When I finish there are no pieces larger than my fist. I’m shaking, gasping, covered with bits of flesh and gray matter from smashing their skulls. I double over and hit the pavement, puking. I puke until I dry-heave then I dry-heave until my ears ring and my eyes are stinging. I don’t have to look behind me to know the street is empty. My sister’s murderer is gone. I finally got what I came to Dublin for. I know who killed my sister. I curl in a tight ball on the cold pavement and cry.”

Mac from Shadowfever

In stores everywhere on January 18th.