Penguin Books, May 28, 2013
Originally Read: I read this when it came out last summer. Basically the minute it came out!
New Cover or Old? To my eye the cover didn’t change, but I can’t be sure. Sometimes little things are changed that you don’t see right off the bat. I like that the cover plays on the mysticism of the book and has a city view on the cover.
What I Thought Then: Shadow of Night had really big shoes to fill because I loved A Discovery of Witches so much, but I did enjoy going back in time and getting to meet Matthew’s family and friends, seeing him in a world that was his own, and experiencing how he and Diana fared as a couple around his family. There were also surprises for them in the relationship, and readers get to see how differently Diana and Matthew view commitment. History buffs have the opportunity to see Kit Marlowe at work- he’s one of Matthew’s devoted admirers, and Diana and Matthew’s search for a witch who can help them understand their powers put them in some tight spots and up against seedy characters. There was a bit of meandering off the path in this one, some parts that felt slow, and some story lines that felt extraneous but Harkness’s rich detail and historical grounding preserved enough of the original elements that made this such a worthy mystery and romance.
Now, On Further Reflection: Though I didn’t love the sequel as much as the second book, it’s still quite good. It’s one that I would like to reread now that I have settled into the stories and characters more. My appetite for the third book is still strong.
Book Club Pick? It depends on whether your club has read the first book in the series. This is not one where I would recommend reading as a stand alone, but if you have, then go for it. Matthew and Diana are in a different time period and it would be an interesting discussion to delve into how he is different in Tudor England than he is in the present. That time difference can play with a relationship quite a bit.
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Today was our first of three discussions on Denise Mina’s Alex Morrow series. We started with the fascinating Still Midnight and we will be continuing with
From The Publisher: When a notorious millionaire banker hangs himself, his death
A couple of years back I read Katie Williams’s haunting debut novel
from a van into a house, demanding a man who is not, and has never been, inside the front door. In the confusion that ensues, one family member is shot and another kidnapped, the assailants demanding an impossible ransom. Is this an amateur crime gone horribly wrong, or something much more unexpected?
questions, and how many questions, they want to answer! Ania Szado’s new novel, Studio Saint-Ex tells the story of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry writing The Little Prince while getting all mixed up with his mistress Mignonne, and her fashion career. You guys, I love stories about writers and their lives while writing the books they became famous for. On the even more plus side, the writing in this one is really strong and smart. Here is what Ania had to say about reading, writing, and being “shamefully distractable”.
In the early years of my childhood, my language at home was Polish, while school and friendships were all in English. I remember one day, when I was still too young for chapter books, carrying a children’s book to my mom to ask for help with a word—and realizing that I could read English better than she could at that time. It was a revelation. Suddenly reading felt hugely empowering and magical, and I went at it voraciously. I think my early appetite for literature laid the groundwork for my sensitivity to the craft of writing but also made me feel that the bar was so high that I couldn’t dare imagine I might become a writer myself. I wanted it my whole life, but pushed away the desire until I couldn’t do so any longer.