It's Monday. I woke up with a headache. It's been raining and overcast for going on two weeks now. You know what I want? A big mug of hot chocolate, a window seat with lots of cushions, and a warm, fuzzy blanket. Oh, and a book. Or, like, twelve of them.
Sadly, the only things on my docket today revolve around running errands and going to the Post Office. (Cue sobbing and the ripping out of hair.) (Also, doesn't docket sound much cooler than to do list? Docket rhymes with rocket, but to do rhymes with...ahem, moving on.) But there's no reason YOU can't curl up with a good book. To that end, taa-daa! Suggestions. And, in honor of Halloween, they are all supernatural and/or filled with Things You Could Dress Up As. Some are almost as scary as Lady Gaga, even.
Hex Hall, by Rachel Hawkins. Witches! Vampires! Demons! Snarky, sarcastic narrator! Sophie and Evie would totally sit at the same table at lunch.
The Mermaid's Mirror, by L.K. Madigan. Umm, MERMAIDS. Pretty, haunting mermaids, with a fascinating mythology and an examination of what family means and how we are tied to those around us. Also, kissing.
Nightshade, by Andrea Cremer. Although I've never been too into werewolves, Andrea creates an entirely new mythology. The pack dynamics as translated to high school cliques was especially intriguing and well done. Plus, you know, a strong heroine and two hot guys. What's not to like?
Zombies Vs Unicorns, by a whole bunch of people. I really enjoy short stories but find most anthologies to be hit and miss. The short story form is very hard to get right. I'm nearly done with this one and every single author got it right. Meg Cabot's in particular made me laugh out loud, but I always love some creepy Carrie Ryan and quirky Maureen Johnson, too.
(Umm, I'm not saying Carrie Ryan herself is creepy. She's freaking awesome and one of my favorites.)
Speaking of, I also recommend The Forest of Hands and Teeth and its sequel, The Dead Tossed Waves, by Carrie Ryan. Apparently she has nightmares that she's back at her old job doing lawyerly things. I'm so glad she's writing instead, giving the rest of us zombie horde nightmares.
The Replacement, by Brenna Yovanoff. I loved her interpretation of the fey, and this moody, melancholy book. You could almost feel the gray days and the dripping, seeping, soaking water through the pages.
And finally, White Cat, by Holly Black. Magic noir, complete with crime families who can change you with a single touch. What gangster story wouldn't be better with a touch of magic?
So, there you go. Enjoy. And if any of you have a creamy yellow room with dark wood bookshelves and a well-cushioned window seat overlooking a rainy, foggy, green-filled landscape, please for the love call me and let me borrow it.