This book is just ridiculous. It's incredibly sexist, has literally no plot, and between random anecdotes in the life of the nameless narrator, we are treated to multi-page diatribes about racism and the uselessness of life. It wasn't interesting, it didn't make me think, and it didn't make me feel. Three unforgivable literary sins.

This book was a fun dive into the mind of Luke Skywalker. Still reeling from his victory over the Death Star and the loss of Ben Kenobi, Luke is struggling to figure out how the Force works, and how he can use it to destroy Vader. It's fun knowing what will happen to him next, and how strong he will become. Unfortunately, if it wasn't already about a beloved character, this book would have been really boring. So I'd recommend it to Star Wars lovers but not someone looking for serious scifi.

Garrett is back after his unacceptable absence from Eleventh Grave, but that's about where the happiness train ends. Reyes is officially back in business as an evil god, and some kind of supernatural entity is randomly ripping and burning civilians. My favorite part is the children's books that detail Charley's life as a god -- you get a huge amount of information in this volume, meet God, and travel to Mexico.

Also, the cliffhanger is the worst yet.

Just so we're clear, Alex Dumas (father of the novelist by the same name) lived a 5/5 life.

This book did a 2/5 job of describing said life.

This is a very long, very dry book (the audio narrator's pleasant tones did nothing to add to the excitement, alas). It goes into loads of detail about France at the time of Dumas' life, its history, its attitudes towards people of color, Dumas' own father, etc etc etc. I would recommend to someone interested in lots of detailed history about France at the time of the revolution, and fans of the Count of Monte Cristo.

Years ago I talked to an astrologer about my broken heart. Here's the thing, I told him. You know me as well as, or better, than anyone. So what do I do? And he told me to visualize this as a cloud, hanging above my head. A real, physical cloud. And when it hurt I should look at the cloud and acknowledge its existence, but go on about my day. Acceptance was the first half of the battle.

The thesis of All The Crooked Saints is the same. In order to survive your darkness, you must face it and learn something from it, or it will take over the rest of your life.

This beautiful and enchanting novel features an enormous cast of characters, described in bite size sentences, who form a story that buoys the heart. It is about learning to grow, and learning to love, and realizing that sometimes other people are wrong about you, but other times they are right.

A collection of short stories that vary from wonderful to terrible, and gross to moderately less gross. My favorite was the story about the man who couldn't resist a bargain.