If you, like me, are horny for people who are efficient and good at what they do, read this precious (though disappointingly clean) romance. It is precious, Christmassy, and short enough to read in a single sitting.

Tisdale breaks down the reality around death in a surprisingly loving way. She asks you, in a way that is both gentle and forceful, to really consider what the process of dying entails, and how you are going to deal with it.

This book will make you think about how you will care for your parents, your partner, and how you will ask them to care for you. She gives advice for how to talk with people who are terminally ill, and how to be kind (all good lessons in general). I cried a lot listening to this book, but in a cathartic way. Listening to the audio gave me time to process and think about my grandmother's passing a few years ago, and the loss of a friend of many years this past fall. It made me want to go out and hug everyone I have ever loved.

Read this book before you need it.

Terrible writing and hideously awkward sex scenes.

A mediocre heist novel. It's paced like middle grade but has adult themes, so it's a decent choice if you don't want to think too much and just want some adventure and a decent magic system. I really liked that it was Italian-inspired, the names were all so beautiful and it gave a nice visual.

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I think there were way too many goddamn sorcerors in a world where everyone is legitimately terrified of magic and drowns their kids if they display magic talent, but I'm very picky about my magic systems. My biggest problem is that the heist was too easy. The first half of the book was just plodding along with no real goal, and then bam heist. But everything they wanted to happen, happened, and everything went according to plan. I kept waiting for the big disaster but it never came. I also kept waiting for the romance with Placidio to start and it never did. I am just happy the plot was wrapped up neatly at the end so I don't feel like I need to read the next.

Cute enough.

Another Nabokov book that makes me feel filthy for even reading it. But his PROSE. UGH.

I was sticking around for the mystery, but there really was no mystery, just a whiny teenager with a shitty mom and a nice found family. Absolute yawn fest.

Not a book I would have picked up for myself, but it was pretty entertaining. I love a good legal thriller, and the main character was funny even when his jokes were terrible. I liked that I felt like I could jump right in, even though I haven't read the other books in the series.

Cordelia was the only character that really looked like herself. Lots of over sexualized dramatic poses, mediocre story line, too short to be that interesting.