Thursday, February 20, 2020

Blog Tour + Guest Post + Giveaway - The Sound of Stars by Alechia Dow


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The Sound of the Stars by Alechia Dow
Publisher: Inkyard Press
Release Date: February 25, 2020
Genre: Young Adult, Sci-Fi, Fantasy





Synopsis:


Can a girl who risks her life for books and an alien who loves 

forbidden pop music work together to save humanity?


Two years ago, a misunderstanding between the leaders of Earth 

and the invading Ilori resulted in the deaths of one-third of the 

world’s population.


Seventeen-year-old Janelle “Ellie” Baker survives in an Ilori-

controlled center in New York City. Deemed dangerously volatile 

because of their initial reaction to the invasion, humanity’s 

emotional transgressions are now grounds for execution. All art, 

books and creative expression are illegal, but Ellie breaks the rules 

by keeping a secret library. When a book goes missing, Ellie is 

terrified that the Ilori will track it back to her and kill her.

Born in a lab, M0Rr1S (Morris) was raised to be emotionless. 

When he finds Ellie’s illegal library, he’s duty-bound to deliver her 

for execution. The trouble is, he finds himself drawn to human 

music and in desperate need of more. They’re both breaking the 

rules for love of art—and Ellie inspires the same feelings in him 

that music does.


Ellie’s—and humanity’s—fate rests in the hands of an alien she 

should fear. M0Rr1S has a lot of secrets, but also a potential 

solution—thousands of miles away. The two embark on a wild and 

dangerous road trip with a bag of books and their favorite albums, 

all the while making a story and a song of their own that just might 

save them both.




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My Publishing Journey 

 

Hi everyone! I’m Alechia Dow, and I’m going to tell you my long and twisty journey to becoming a published author. 
 
When I was five years-old, I wrote my first story about a princess trapped inside a jar. A prince tried to save her, but failed, so she saved herself, him, and defeated an evil wizard. After, she lived with her cat in the woods. A few weeks later, I wrote about the princess and her cat, and sentient trees. My stories were nonsensical and illegible, but I remember feeling accomplished for having tried. 
 
Years later, I was featured in our town newspaper for having written an abstract poem that resonated with my teacher. It was the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever written, and became a family joke. Imagine having your aunt quoting your own lines back to you at Thanksgiving dinner and everyone laughing? Because that’s what happened. It put me off writing for years. 
 
Instead, I fell into books. Having been the only black kid in my school, I’d found the best way to survive was to read everything wherever I went. You couldn’t be lonely if you had a good book, right? I devoured mystery (I was particularly fond of Mary Higgins Clark), romantic comedies, horror (I checked out every R.L. Stine book in our library at least twice), science fiction, especially Octavia Butler, Philip K. Dick, and any Star Wars fiction I could get my hands on. I spent so much time at the local library that I got my first job there! Bonus, they didn’t charge me late fees, AND I got access to books before release date. It was a dream. 
 
It wasn’t until I went to college for pastry arts that I went back into writing for fun. Weirdly, I developed a bit of a following with my friends. They’d request new chapters of my rom-coms and sci-fi faster than I could write them. I did my concentration in food writing, became a food critic, a pastry chef…and still I wrote. I delved into fantasy, I read more than ever. I submitted my first story to small publishers, receiving really great feedback and affirming that I could actually write a story. 
 
Then life changed. My mom passed away a few days before I started grad school and I got a bit lost. Suddenly, my favorite pastime seemed foolish; I wasn’t talented enough, I’d never be able to pay off my student loans, I didn’t have the time to spend writing when I should be working to keep myself out of the poverty I was raised in. I gave up.

Eventually, I became a librarian, worked three jobs, and moved to New York City. I found myself again and felt on top of the world… until I fell in love with a German, and moved to Germany. The German state of Bavaria didn’t accept my master’s degree, and while I worked as a kindergarten teacher, it wasn’t for me. I went back to writing. It still wasn’t good, and worse, my confidence took a serious hit.

There was a temp job opening in NYC for my partner, and I tagged along, with our then two year-old. I worked in Brooklyn as a Children’s Librarian for nine months in 2016. During that time, I took online classes for comic book writing, and then a story popped into my brain. I wrote a 96k book over the course of six months. It was trash, but I didn’t know that. 
 
I submitted it to agents and got maybe three full requests out of fifty queries. Then I applied to Justina Ireland’s Writing in the Margins mentorship program. To my absolute surprise, I got in! Tamara Mataya became my mentor, and for the next four months, she taught me how to write. I’m not kidding. From sensory details to physical anchors, I owe so much to Tam, and because of her, I could write more books. Which I did. 
 
In June 2017, I wrote The Sound of Stars. I revised it for Pitch Wars, and didn’t get in. But then with the help of Erin Hahn, Tamara (again), and Laura Weymouth, I pitched it in PitMad on September 7th, 2017. By September 12th, I had offers. It was the best moment of my writing career; to be wanted, to feel like I finally had the right recipe for a story, to feel like I’d found a partner to help get my books out in the world.

The truth is though, when you’re querying, you think of agents like unicorns. Once you have one, you might think, “oh! I’m done now. I can focus on books.” And it’s just not the case. Agents aren’t unicorns, they’re human, and they are your partner, your story sounding board, your advocate. If you can’t talk to them, if you don’t feel like they understand you or your work, then it’s back to square one. 
 After six months, I was back at square one.

My second agent (who is incredible!!) sold The Sound of Stars to Inkyard Press, an imprint of HarperCollins! My editor, Tashya Wilson, is seriously amazing and a genius, and Inkyard has been an absolute dream to work with. While revising has been a lesson in learning to polish and find every loose end, I could not have asked for a better team in my corner. Team Inkyard!!

Since then, I had another shakeup with representation, and after nine excruciating months where I doubted everything, I found my agent match. I’ve never been more hopeful, never felt so accepted and supported, and fingers crossed, I’ll get to write more books.

Thank you for reading my long and rambling account of getting published. It’s been wild, but I know I’ve been lucky and I hope I can help others on this journey!






About the Author





Alechia Dow is a former pastry chef, food critic, culinary teacher,

and Youth Services librarian. When not writing about determined 

black girls (like herself), you can find her chasing her wild child, 

baking, or taking teeny adventures around Europe.




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Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Review - SLAY by Brittney Morris





Title: SLAY
Author: Brittney Morris
Pages: 323
Publisher: Hodder Children's Books
Release Date: 3rd October 2019


Blurb from Goodreads:

'We are different ages, genders and traditions ... but tonight we all SLAY'
 
Black Panther meets Ready Player One. A fierce teen game developer battles a real-life troll intent on ruining the Black Panther-inspired video game she created and the safe community it represents for black gamers.
 
By day, seventeen-year-old Kiera Johnson is a college student, and one of the only black kids at Jefferson Academy. By night, she joins hundreds of thousands of black gamers who duel worldwide in the secret online role-playing card game, SLAY.

No one knows Kiera is the game developer - not even her boyfriend, Malcolm. But when a teen in Kansas City is murdered over a dispute in the SLAY world, the media labels it an exclusionist, racist hub for thugs.

With threats coming from both inside and outside the game, Kiera must fight to save the safe space she's created. But can she protect SLAY without losing herself?











My Review:

*I received an eARC of this book in exchange for an honest review. Thanks to Hachette Children's Group and NetGalley*






Seventeen-year-old Kiera Johnson is one of only a handful of black students at her high school.

No one - not Kiera's boyfriend, sister, parents, or friends - know that Kiera is the developer behind SLAY, an online multiplayer game that Kiera created as a safe place for black gamers.

Previously little known, SLAY is suddenly in the limelight on the news and facing backlash when a teen is murdered over an in-game argument.

The media and internet trolls are demanding that the developer of SLAY, known only as Emerald, comes forward.

Is this the end of SLAY?

Will Kiera's identity be revealed?



I love reading diverse books and books about video games, so SLAY was high on my to-read list.

The concept of SLAY really intrigued me and it made me think more about non-white gamers and their experiences when gaming.

SLAY sounded like a fun game and I liked the cards - I thought they were an interesting and cool idea.

I liked Kiera as a protagonist, but Claire and Steph were my favourite characters.

The plot was good overall, but it did drag a little in places for me. I felt that not much really happened plot-wise, but SLAY did raise some interesting and important questions/themes.

The writing style was engaging and easy to follow most of the time, but there were a couple of occasions when I had to go back and re-read a page because I had missed something.



Overall, this was an enjoyable read.






Monday, February 17, 2020

Blog Tour + Giveaway - Night Spinner (Night Spinner, #1) by Addie Thorley


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Night Spinner (Night Spinner, #1) by Addie Thorley
Publisher: Page Street Kids
Release Date: February 11th 2020
Genre: Young Adult, Fantasy, Retellings



Synopsis:

A must-read for fans of Leigh Bardugo’s Grishaverse, transforming The Hunchback of Notre Dame into a powerful tundra-inspired epic.

Before the massacre at Nariin, Enebish was one of the greatest warriors in the Sky King’s Imperial Army: a rare and dangerous Night Spinner, blessed with the ability to control the threads of darkness. Now, she is known as Enebish the Destroyer―a monster and murderer, banished to a monastery for losing control of her power and annihilating a merchant caravan.

Guilt stricken and scarred, Enebish tries to be grateful for her sanctuary, until her adoptive sister, Imperial Army commander Ghoa, returns from the war front with a tantalizing offer. If Enebish cancapture the notorious criminal, Temujin, whose band of rebels has been seizing army supply wagons, not only will her crimes be pardoned, she will be reinstated as a warrior.

Enebish eagerly accepts. But as she hunts Temujin across the tundra, she discovers the tides of war have shifted, and the supplies he’s stealing are the only thing keeping thousands of shepherds from starving. Torn between duty and conscience, Enebish must decide whether to put her trust in the charismatic rebel or her beloved sister.No matter who she chooses, an even greater enemy is advancing, ready to bring the empire to its knees.



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Excerpt:


Chapter one


Darkness waits like a devil outside my window— curling its shadowy fingertips beneath the shutters, drawing its inky claws across the latch, raising every hair on my body as temptation trickles down my spine.
Enebish, it whispers. Not with words that anyone else can hear; the ghostly plea lives inside my mind, inside my entire being, coursing through my veins like blood and filling my lungs with breath.
I grit my teeth and burrow deeper into my bedroll, one hand clenched around my prayer doll, the other fingering the small circular stone embedded at the base of my throat. The harder I press, the quicker its calming tingles flow into my bloodstream, filling me with warmth and steadiness and light. The perfect antidote to darkness.
Tonight, I will not listen. Tonight, I am in control.
The night slams against my window in protest, lashing the glass like rain.
Enebishhhhh, it cries.
It feels like thousands of tiny fire ants are burrowing beneath my skin. I toss and turn and sweat for as long as I can stand it. Then I bolt upright and turn to the window.
Just a peek. One tiny glimpse and I’ll be satisfied. There’s no danger in simply looking at the darkness. . . .
Lies! my conscience screams. A glimpse is never enough. Remember what you did. Remember why you’re imprisoned.
I squeeze my eyes shut and try to picture the rolling fields of Nariin drenched in vicious orange flames. I press my fists to my stomach, trying to evoke the shredding pain I felt when the monster inside me ripped through my bones and seized control of my Kalima power. But thanks to the glorious, gleaming moonstone embedded in the center of my collarbone, there’s nothing. No monster. No memories. Just a swirling, amorphous darkness and a crushing weight upon my chest. Making the incident feel less real, less horrific.
Hardly dangerous, the night coaxes.
With a pathetic squeal, I kick out of my blankets like a fly escaping a spider’s web, and limp across my chamber to the window.
Even though I know what I’ll find, I gasp when I fling the shutters wide. Millions of ebony tendrils crash against the glass. To anyone else, the midnight sky would look empty and quiet. Peaceful, even. But to me, it looks like a tangled mass of coal-black snakes: frenzied and teeming and alive. Each ribbon of darkness is roughly the length of my forearm, and together they form the undulating tapestry of night.
I lift a finger to the frosted pane and trace a slow, looping spiral. The whorls mimic me, so close that I can feel their heat through the glass. Begging me to flatten my hand. To press my entire body against the window. Needing more, More, MORE.
I stagger back and stab my nails into my palms.
There. You’ve seen them. Now close the shutters, bury your head beneath your pillow, and pray to the skies for forgiveness.
But the night won’t let me go so easily. Not when it’s lured me this far.
Come, it beckons.
My throat tingles.
I won’t give in.
Sweat beads along my hairline.
I can’t. The moonstone severs my ability to wield the darkness.
Precisely, it hums. There’s no risk, no reason to resist. . . .
My resolve snaps like a bowstring, and I snatch my crumpled cloak off the floor and steal into the dormitory hall.
The narrow corridor is twice as long as the throne room at the Sky Palace, and I limp past door after door with careful, measured strides. Unfortunately, no matter how softly I tread, the thump-slide of my injured leg echoes off the unforgiving tiles and high, frescoed ceiling. I tighten every muscle and will my body to cooperate. One wrong step will bring every monk at Ikh Zuree running. They all watch me like hungry, circling hawks. Eager to earn their salvation, and more important, the king’s favor and a seat on his Council of Elders, by “saving” sinners like me. Which isn’t done through selfless service and finding harmony with one’s family, one’s enemies, and one’s self, as the First Gods taught. No, followers of the New Order attain exaltation by reporting the mistakes of others. The more grievous the infraction, the closer they come to rapture. And I, the most notorious criminal in the empire, am imprisoned in the heart of their den. Constantly bombarded by hundreds of predatory eyes and salivating mouths.
Thankfully, the rushes I laid this morning help to muffle my uneven gait. The rushes aren’t technically my duty, but the old ones always smell of rat piss, so I’ve taken to changing them out of the goodness of my heart. Not because I plan on sneaking out.
At the end of the hall, I crack the door and slip like smoke into the moonlit courtyard. The night chitters in welcome, flocking to me like bees to budding globeflowers, delighted to have won our battle of wills again.
Now that I’ve submitted, the tendrils no longer growl like hungry panthers, but rub against my hands like sweet, purring kittens. I sigh and tilt my face skyward. The sensation is euphoric. More freeing than galloping across the grasslands with the wind in my hair. More satisfying than the whistle of an arrow flying straight and true toward the center of a target. Even better than the memory of Ghoa’s proud smile.
The thought of my sister makes my stomach lurch.
Ghoa wouldn’t be smiling if she could see me now. She risked her reputation and position as commander of the Kalima warriors to secure my sanctuary here. These midnight jaunts could jeopardize everything she’s worked for—and possibly her life. If I’m caught meddling with the darkness, the king could easily execute us both. And while I came to terms with my own execution long ago, I would rather die a thousand deaths than watch Ghoa swing beside me.








 About the Author





Addie Thorley is the author of An Affair of Poisons, a YA historical fantasy, which was chosen as a Barnes and Noble Discover Great New Writers selection and is a YALSA Best Fiction for Young Adults nominee. Her forthcoming novel, Night Spinner, will be released on February 11, 2020.

She spent her childhood playing soccer, riding horses, and scribbling stories. After graduating from the University of Utah with a degree in journalism, Addie decided “hard news” didn’t contain enough magic and kissing, so she flung herself into the land of fiction and never looked back. She now lives in Princeton, New Jersey with her husband, daughter, and wolf dog. When she’s not writing she can be found gallivanting in the woods or galloping around the barn where she works as a horse trainer and exercise rider.



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Thursday, February 13, 2020

Review - Sorcery of Thorns by Margaret Rogerson





Title: Sorcery of Thorns
Author: Margaret Rogerson
Pages: 464
Publisher: Margaret K. McElderry Books
Release Date: 4th June 2019


Blurb from Goodreads: 

All sorcerers are evil. Elisabeth has known that as long as she has known anything. Raised as a foundling in one of Austermeer’s Great Libraries, Elisabeth has grown up among the tools of sorcery—magical grimoires that whisper on shelves and rattle beneath iron chains. If provoked, they transform into grotesque monsters of ink and leather. She hopes to become a warden, charged with protecting the kingdom from their power.


Then an act of sabotage releases the library’s most dangerous grimoire. Elisabeth’s desperate intervention implicates her in the crime, and she is torn from her home to face justice in the capital. With no one to turn to but her sworn enemy, the sorcerer Nathaniel Thorn, and his mysterious demonic servant, she finds herself entangled in a centuries-old conspiracy. Not only could the Great Libraries go up in flames, but the world along with them.


As her alliance with Nathaniel grows stronger, Elisabeth starts to question everything she’s been taught—about sorcerers, about the libraries she loves, even about herself. For Elisabeth has a power she has never guessed, and a future she could never have imagined.










My Review:

*I received an eARC of this book in exchange for an honest review. Thanks to Simon and Schuster UK Children's and NetGalley*






Orphaned at a young age, Elisabeth was brought up in one of the Great Libraries of Austermeer. The libraries are filled with magical grimoires that are used by sorcerers, who are evil. These grimoires contain different spells and can change into terrible creatures when they are damaged. Elisabeth dreams of becoming a warden, someone that defends against the grimoires.
But when a dangerous grimoire is set free from Elisabeth's library and she is implicated, Elisabeth's dream lies in tatters.
To make things worse, Elisabeth finds herself involved with sorcerer Nathaniel Thorn, whose servant is a demon.
Can Elisabeth trust Nathaniel?
Together can they save the Great Libraries?



Sorcery of Thorns is a book that I'd seen a lot of love for, so, naturally, I was worried that I wouldn't like it. But I did! Thank goodness!

I loved all the main characters in this - Elisabeth was likeable and relatable and I envied that she'd grown up in a library. How cool would that be?! Elisabeth's best friend, Katrien, was so funny and I would love to find out/read more about her. Nathaniel had the best dialogue and I really liked him. I especially enjoyed reading his interactions with both Elisabeth and Silas, who was an intriguing character. The relationship between Nathaniel was very interesting and I liked finding out more about them both as the book went on.

The setting and concepts in this book were interesting and intriguing. I loved the idea of Great Libraries filled with grimoires that would spit wads of ink at people as they walked past. Some of the grimoires were actually pretty scary and I wouldn't want to annoy them! I also liked how for someone to be a sorcerer and have magic, they had to make a deal with a demon who would serve them.

The romance was just right for me - it didn't overshadow other aspects of the plot and it didn't feel forced. It was the slow-burn kind of romance that I love.

The plot was intriguing and had me hooked straight away. For the most part, I had no idea what was going to happen next, but I did see a couple of things coming.

The writing style was engaging and held my attention. 

I found myself smiling several times while reading this - usually at something Nathaniel said.

Sorcery of Thorns contains lots of my favourite things and I would definitely recommend it.



Overall, this was a very enjoyable read that I would recommend.