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Book Review: Thieftaker by D. B. Jackson (Series, #1)
Summary:
After spending over a decade serving hard labor in the Caribbean for mutiny and conjuring, Ethan has finally made it back to Boston. He now makes his living as a thieftaker, essentially a private investigator who hunts down stolen items, using his conjuring where necessary to help him out. But the year is 1767 and trouble is starting to brew in Boston. The Stamp Tax has been enacted, and the people don’t like it. There are even riots in the street. Against this back-drop, Ethan is asked to find a brooch that was stolen–from the body of a dead girl. He doesn’t usually take on cases involving murder, but this one is different.
Review:
It’s probably hard to tell from this blog, because they’re hard to find, but I am a real sucker for a good Boston during the American Revolution story. So when this title showed up I snapped it up. I’m glad I did because it’s an interesting take on the Stamp Act Riots.
This is an interesting piece of historic fiction, because it’s more like urban fantasy historic fiction. Is that a genre? Can it be? What on earth would we call it? In any case, I was in heaven, because I love BOTH urban fantasy and history so having both in one book was heaven. I mean first it’s breeches and three corner hats then it’s look at this illusion of a creepy little girl. Brilliant.
I struggled a bit with Ethan, which in retrospect wasn’t a bad thing. That shows he’s a realistic, well-rounded character. But let’s be honest. I’m more of a Sam Adams revolutionary type. Ethan served in the British Navy and is all “oh these hooligans.” This bothered me a lot! Especially when I got suspicious that the book as a whole would lean Tory. But! This all ends up being part of the character development, which in the end is what makes the book stronger. Ethan isn’t sure about protesting and fighting the aristocracy at first. But he changes his mind with time. This makes for a great plot-line. I like it. I do hope in the sequel we will get less of this hemming and hawing about owing things to the crown and yadda yadda. DOWN WITH THE KING. Ahem.
As a Bostonian, can I just say, I haven’t seen a book so intent on giving actual street names and buildings before, but it worked. They are totally accurate. I could completely visualize not just the streets but the entire routes Ethan was walking along. Granted, it was as if through a looking glass, since when I walk them they’re a bit different than in 1767, but still. It was very cool. I also really appreciated the depiction of the South Enders, since I spend quite a bit of time in Southie. Seeing the historical versions was really fun.
The magic portion of the book was also unique. Ethan has to cut himself to get blood to work the more powerful spells. The less powerful ones he can work with surrounding grasses, plants, etc… This makes the interesting problem that people struggle in fist-fighting him because if he bleeds he just uses it to work spells. It’s a nice touch.
So with all this glowing, why not five stars? Well, honestly, Ethan bugged me so much for the first 2/3 of the book that I kept almost stopping in spite of all the good things. He’s just such a…a…Tory. For most of the book. Instead of being angry at the man for putting him in prison for conjuring, he blames himself. Instead of being angry that the rich just keep getting richer while he struggles to pay his rent, he blames himself. You get the picture. Being irritated almost constantly by Ethan kind of pulled me out of the world and the story, which I wish hadn’t happened, because it really is such a cool world. I get what Jackson was trying to do, character development wise, but the payoff in the end was almost missed because I kept stopping reading due to being irritated with Ethan. Perhaps if his change of heart had started to show up a bit sooner it would have worked better for me.
Overall, though, this is well-researched and thought out version of Boston during the Stamp Act Riots. Fans of historic fiction and urban fantasy will get a kick out of seeing the latter glamoring up the former.
4 out of 5 stars
Source: NetGalley
Friday Fun! (Talkin Bout a Heat Wave)
Hello my lovely readers!
After an oddly cool month (which I was soooo not complaining about), Boston got hit starting Wednesday with a heat wave. We’re talking 97 to 100 degrees (36ish degrees for my non-US followers). You guys. I’ve. Been. Dying.
I am a northern girl. Cold weather is what I am all about. Even if it’s super cold out, that is easily remedied by an electric blanket, hot chocolate, and a good book. What’s not to like about that picture? Hot weather though. Ugh. When it’s hot out your entire body is coated with sweat and then you proceed to look like a furry because your cat’s fur sticks all over said sweaty skin and everything itches and your feet are so swollen that you get blisters and bloodiness everywhere and…
Ok, maybe a lot of that is just me. But still!
I tried so damn hard not to use my ac at all this summer, but around midnight on Wednesday night when my hair had dried in a record 30 minutes post cold shower I decided I had to cave, and I put in my ac unit all by myself. (Sorry neighbors for the timing of that adventure). In any case! The gym must be working, because I was successful. Nothing was dropped and lifting that unit didn’t even seem that hard. I am, however, relegated to sleeping on the couch directly in front of it until this heat wave is over.
Be sure to check out Waiting For Daybreak‘s Goodreads page, because the reviews and ratings are starting to come in! Next week I will be announcing the tour schedule as well as the tour banner.
I’ve also been working on Ecstatic Evil‘s formatting and cover issues. I am soooo glad I decided to do a novella first to practice. I’m happy to say that the formatting issues are now entirely taken care of, and in response to multiple reviews not enjoying the cover, I’ve decided to give it a new one. The original cover was designed by a friend. Designing Waiting For Daybreak‘s cover showed me what style works for me and that I can do it myself. So I’ve come up with a cover for Ecstatic Evil that will be designed by me in the more linocut fashion that you see on Waiting For Daybreak. Anyway. The new Ecstatic Evil cover will be announced next week, and there will be a surprise to celebrate it. :-)
Happy weekends all, and I hope my fellow New Englanders manage to stay cool! *waves*
Friday Fun! (Musings On My IBS)
Hello my lovely readers!
This week I haven’t seen much of my library since I’ve been participating in the Science Librarian Boot Camp. I’ll be posting my notes from the Neuroscience section next week, since I think those were the most interesting (at least so far). Perhaps the capstone this morning will be inspiring as well and make the grade too though. :-)
It’s been great to see some of my librarian friends this week, although the Boot Camp was a bit of a struggle. I’ve been experimenting with eating less dairy for multiple reasons (primarily health). I ate quite a bit of dairy on the first day of the conference and subsequently had a flare-up of my IBS. Not pleasant, trust me. :-/ It was frustrating and frankly hard on me emotionally. I’ve struggled with this syndrome for so many years and just when I think it’s mostly under control, something happens again. Although I am passionate about heath, it is frankly sometimes difficult to have to be so incredibly strict on my diet, stress level, sleep amount, etc…. or pay the consequence of being physically ill almost immediately. Trust me, I wish I could indulge in gluttony periodically with the only consequence being a few extra miles on the treadmill! But I know in the grand scheme of things it’s a minor thing to have to deal with, and I am lucky that Boston is such a mecca of vegan food. The key for me, I think, will be figuring out how much indulgence is acceptable to my body. Nobody can be strict all the time! In the meantime, FSM bless Boston for having indulgences like vegan cupcakes.
I also guess this just means I’m going to have to start requesting vegan food at the conferences.
This weekend I’m hoping to see one of my good friends, resume work on my next novel (tentacles, oh my!), and of course gym it. Happy weekends!
Friday Fun! (The Only Shoes I Talk About: Gym Shoes)
Hello my lovely readers!
I feel like I’m being terribly dull after the excitement of my Seattle and gashed knee Friday Fun posts but things have been honestly rather calm around here.
*looks around*
*knocks on wood*
Well, besides the Social Sciences Librarian Boot Camp and the release of my book that is. ;-)
The most exciting things that happened in the last week were:
- My recently planted container garden seeds sprouted.
- I wore out my gym shoes and bought new ones.
Ok, so, to me the fact that seeds that are organic, heirloom, and over two years old sprouted was pretty damn miraculous, particularly given that right after I planted and liberally watered them we had no sun for around four days. (Things got…moldy). But I am literally speaking to you about plants growing, so.
It also was a big deal to me that my gym shoes wore out. We’re talking holes appeared and a heel is half off. To me this is a sign that my fitness thing went from an attempt to a part of my life. I literally worked out so much that I wore my gym shoes out. Wow. To celebrate, I let myself buy nice ones. When I put my feet in them, they said ahhhh.
Oh, before I go, btdubs, I finally realized I totally neglected to put my novella I published almost a year ago, Ecstatic Evil, on Smashwords for all of you lovely folks without kindles, so it is up there now.
Waiting For Daybreak will be there as well after the first 90 days of exclusivity to Amazon are up, aka on September 4th.
Happy weekends!
Publication Announcement: Waiting For Daybreak
Hello my lovely readers!
I am pleased to be able to say my first full-length novel, Waiting For Daybreak, is now available on Amazon! After the first 90 days, it will also be available at Barnes and Noble and Smashwords.
What is normal?
Frieda has never felt normal. She feels every emotion too strongly and lashes out at herself in punishment. But one day when she stays home from work too depressed to get out of bed, a virus breaks out turning her neighbors into flesh-eating, brain-hungry zombies. As her survival instinct kicks in keeping her safe from the zombies, Frieda can’t help but wonder if she now counts as healthy and normal, or is she still abnormal compared to every other human being who is craving brains?
I do hope you will give it a shot.
If you have a book blog and would like to participate in the upcoming blog tour, just let me know!
*confetti*
Cover Announcement
Hello my lovely readers!
I am beyond excited to inform you that the edits are FINISHED for my second novel entitled Waiting For Daybreak. It is 41,685 words. Yay!
The publication date is tentatively set for sometime in July. The exact date will be determined after I sit down and figure out the blog tour. (Please let me know if you’d be interested in participating in that!)
In the meantime, you can get a sneak peak via the cover, which was finished today. I hope you enjoy!
Friday Fun! (Book Recs From My Job!)
Hello my lovely readers!
I had a wonderful vacation last weekend, thanks for the warm thoughts. It was awesome seeing my dad and visiting the family in general. Plus I got lots of sleep. Also last week I got my stitches out (and by that I mean I took them out myself) and was finally able to resume most of my fitness routines this week! I still can’t do girl pushups because it hurts to put that much pressure directly on my wound. More reasons to work up to guy pushups, yes?
So last week our campus news magazine came out, and they went around asking doctors and professors from different departments for various book recommendations. It was really fun to see from a group of people (scientists) that stereotypes say “don’t read for fun.” So I thought I’d share the recs that made it to my own wishlist with you all today. Descriptions all swiped from the book blurb, because I obviously haven’t read them yet!
- The Social Transformation of American Medicine: The rise of a sovereign profession and the making of a vast industry
by Paul Starr
“Winner of the 1983 Pulitzer Prize and the Bancroft Prize in American History, this is a landmark history of how the entire American health care system of doctors, hospitals, health plans, and government programs has evolved over the last two centuries.”The definitive social history of the medical profession in America….A monumental achievement.”–H. Jack Geiger, M.D.” - Overdiagnosed: Making People Sick in the Pursuit of Health
by H. Gilbert Welch, Lisa Schwartz, and Steve Woloshin
“A complex web of factors has created the phenomenon of overdiagnosis: the popular media promotes fear of disease and perpetuates the myth that early, aggressive treatment is always best; in an attempt to avoid lawsuits, doctors have begun to leave no test undone, no abnormality overlooked; and profits are being made from screenings, medical procedures, and pharmaceuticals. Revealing the social, medical, and economic ramifications of a health-care system that overdiagnoses and overtreats patients, Dr. H. Gilbert Welch makes a reasoned call for change that would save us pain, worry, and money.” - Righteous Dopefiend (California Series in Public Anthropology)
by Phillippe Bourgois and Jeffrey Schonberg
“This powerful study immerses the reader in the world of homelessness and drug addiction in the contemporary United States. For over a decade Philippe Bourgois and Jeff Schonberg followed a social network of two dozen heroin injectors and crack smokers on the streets of San Francisco, accompanying them as they scrambled to generate income through burglary, panhandling, recycling, and day labor. Righteous Dopefiend interweaves stunning black-and-white photographs with vivid dialogue, detailed field notes, and critical theoretical analysis. Its gripping narrative develops a cast of characters around the themes of violence, race relations, sexuality, family trauma, embodied suffering, social inequality, and power relations. The result is a dispassionate chronicle of survival, loss, caring, and hope rooted in the addicts’ determination to hang on for one more day and one more “fix” through a “moral economy of sharing” that precariously balances mutual solidarity and interpersonal betrayal.” - How Doctors Think
by Jerome Groopman
“How Doctors Think is a window into the mind of the physician and an insightful examination of the all-important relationship between doctors and their patients. In this myth-shattering work, Jerome Groopman explores the forces and thought processes behind the decisions doctors make. He pinpints why doctors succeed and why they err. Most important, Groopman shows when and how doctors can — with our help — avoid snap judgments, embrace uncertainty, communicate effectively, and deploy other skills that can profoundly impact our health.” - Your Genes, Your Health: A Critical Family Guide That Could Save Your Life
by Aubrey Milunsky, MD, DSc
“New advances in genetics have dramatically expanded our ability to avoid, prevent, diagnose, and treat a wide range of disorders. Now, more than ever, families need to know about these new discoveries, especially as there are some 7,000 rare genetic diseases that afflict about 1 in 12 of us. In Your Genes, Your Health, Aubrey Milunsky provides an invaluable and authoritative guide to what you should know about your genes. Illustrated with poignant family histories that underscore the lifesaving importance of knowing one’s family medical history and ethnic origin, the book highlights the importance of recognizing seemingly unrelated disorders in a family as due to the same gene mutation and it outlines the key genetic tests needed for diagnosis, detection of carriers, and prenatal diagnosis. Many genetic disorders are discussed including cancer, heart disease, autism, mental illness, birth defects, neurologic disorders, diabetes, obesity and much more. The message of this book is clear–know your family history, be cognizant of your ethnic origins, seek appropriate consultations, and opt for meaningful genetic tests. Recognition of your risk(s) enables prompt preemptive action. By knowing your genes, you may save your life and the lives of those you love.” - Destiny of the Republic: A Tale of Madness, Medicine and the Murder of a President by Candice Millard
“James A. Garfield was one of the most extraordinary men ever elected president. Born into abject poverty, he rose to become a wunderkind scholar, a Civil War hero, and a renowned and admired reformist congressman. Nominated for president against his will, he engaged in a fierce battle with the corrupt political establishment. But four months after his inauguration, a deranged office seeker tracked Garfield down and shot him in the back.
But the shot didn’t kill Garfield. The drama of what happened subsequently is a powerful story of a nation in turmoil. The unhinged assassin’s half-delivered strike shattered the fragile national mood of a country so recently fractured by civil war, and left the wounded president as the object of a bitter behind-the-scenes struggle for power—over his administration, over the nation’s future, and, hauntingly, over his medical care. A team of physicians administered shockingly archaic treatments, to disastrous effect. As his condition worsened, Garfield received help: Alexander Graham Bell, the inventor of the telephone, worked around the clock to invent a new device capable of finding the bullet.
Meticulously researched, epic in scope, and pulsating with an intimate human focus and high-velocity narrative drive, The Destiny of the Republic will stand alongside The Devil in the White City and The Professor and the Madman as a classic of narrative history.”
I hope some of these will make it to your wishlist as well!
Happy weekends!
Friday Fun! (Updates Ahoy)
Hello my lovely readers!
Wow what a crazy week it’s been! Between being slowed down by hobbling everywhere, getting settled in at work, and getting ready to go out of town….it’s just flown by!
I *did* play one of my xbox kinect dancing games in spite of my stitches a couple of days in a row (I know, bad Amanda). Also over my weekend I managed to get some time in on Waiting for Daybreak‘s edits. It’s so close you guys. I’m thinking a July blog tour. Anyway, I finally got back into the gym last night, and got praise from my trainer, so it appears my attempts at healthy eating/drinking to keep my fitness going in spite of injury are working!
Things may be a bit slow around here next week, since this week I’ve been working on a chunkster, one of my Bottom of the TBR Pile Challenge booksAcacia: The War with the Mein. PLUS even if I do finish up some books this weekend, I won’t be blogging them for a bit since I’m spending the weekend visiting my dad up in Vermont. It’s a mini-vacation yay! One I sorely need too. I haven’t seen him since Thanksgiving. Crazy, I know.
Progress continues, even when it’s not obvious. Writing, reading, fitness, bonding……it all plugs along as long as you keep at it!
Happy weekends all. Care to tell me a chunkster that you feel is worth the time?
Friday Fun! (PSA: Never Run for the Bus. Ever.)
Hello my lovely readers!
So today was the 100 year anniversary of Yankee/Red Sox rivalry. This is totally awesome, but the game was at 3pm when I was at work. ALAS I commute right through Kenmore (where Fenway Park is), just about when the games that start at 3 tend to get over. Knowing this, I decided to walk from my lovely place of employment to Kenmore where I would hopefully be able to catch a bus home.
So there I was. Walking along. Listening to one of my all-time favorite songs “Sexy and I Know It,” when in the distance I saw that my bus was boarding. My natural Bostonian inclination was to sprint for the bus.
Wrong. Decision.
I have no idea what happened. Maybe my feet slid around in my shoes because of my nylons. Maybe the sidewalk was uneven. Maybe I am just an incredibly klutzy mess. Regardless, I tripped my feet up and went flying a couple of feet (I am not exaggerating) onto my hands and knees. But mostly my knees.
Immediately an incredibly sweet young lady about my age stopped to see if I was ok. I thought I was, since, well, adrenaline had kicked in. But when I tried to get up, it hurt. Three more people stopped, including two BU students and a fabulous southern gentleman who was a tourist in my city. They gave me water and tissues for the blood. One identified herself as a medical student and pointed out that I needed stitches. I argued that I was fine and poked me knee, at which point one of the girls almost passed out.
It turns out what I was poking was my own “subcutaneous fat.” Trust me. It hurt a LOT later when the adrenaline wore off.
These awesome strangers convinced me to go to the ER to get stitched up. They flagged down a cab, gave him directions, and one of them almost insisted on coming with me, although I managed to argue that I would be fine, it was just stitches.
At the ER, they plopped me into a wheelchair and everyone basically glanced at me and said “Oh honey,” accompanied by a head shake.
I told the nurse that the Red Sox had wiped out worse than me. *snort*
So I got 4 stitches, which was an entirely new experience. It felt…..weird. You’re numb so it doesn’t hurt, but you still feel *things* dragging along underneath your skin.
Also, they told me I can’t do anything rough on my knee for 10 to 14 days. No spinning, running, squats, etc…. *sighs* What’s a fitspo gal to do?
On a serious note though, major thank yous to the strangers who stopped to help me. This single lady seriously appreciates it. Especially since I was adrenaline high and may not have had the foresight to drag my butt to the ER on my own. You guys were great, and I wish I had some iota of an idea as to who you are. People could easily have laughed at the gal going flying across the sidewalk running to catch the bus. Instead you stopped and helped, and that is seriously awesome.


