Monday, June 14, 2010

Three Books, Two Weddings, One Post

Gah, I've been neglectful again, but in my defense, classes started, I've been to like, two weddings, one of which I was in, and read three books, which, not in my defense, is way below average, but I'm a busy lady.

I finished another one on the YALSA list, Leviathan by Scott Westerfield, which I liked a lot a lot.  It is a steampunk novel that is a re-telling of World War I through the eyes of the fictitious son of the Archduke Ferdinand and a girl soldier who disguises herself as a boy.  England's technology has developed so that they genetically modify animals to be hybrids, so their airship is a giant whale that runs off of hydrogen gas that is a byproduct of the other animals living inside of it.  Then the rest of Europe uses gears and machinery, and the worlds collide, and it is totally cool.  It wasn't until about 20 pages from the end, though, that I realized that this was probably going to be the first in a series, because I didn't quite think Westerfield would have the time to get through the next eight years in like, 20 pages, but I'm excited to read the next one. 
That was the first book I read by Scott Westerfield, but since then I've had a few different people tell me I have to read the Uglies series, so on to the list it goes.

I also read The Boy Who Couldn't Sleep and Never Had To by DC Pierson, and I DO NOT understand why this book is not getting more press, because it is really good.  The title pretty much sums up the most major of plot points, but what I liked most about this book was that it was almost like magical realism.  The story was moving along moving along moving along, and it seemed like a normal teen book, you know, with the misfit teen boy and he makes a friend and gets a girlfriend and they have sex and stuff, but then there's this one thing that is just out of place, and all of a sudden you're reading science fiction.  I want to keep an eye out for this author's name, because I would love to read more by him, and I'm only slightly bitter that he's just a year older than me.