Got My Eye On August Edition
I saw a post over at Mailbox Monday that was encouraging readers to share their best finds of the week via their Books That Caught Our Eye posts. I love, love, love that idea so this is my warped version of it.
Here are the books I've added to the very top my wishlist with credit to my enablers :) Click on the book cover to head over to Goodreads and click the blue title bars to visit Barb & Char and add to your tbr pile!
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In this story for readers of The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time and A Man Called Ove, when all seems lost, he finds what matters most.
Walter Lavender Jr. is a master of finding. A wearer of high-tops. A maker of croissants. A son keeping vigil, twelve years counting.
But he wouldn’t be able to tell you. Silenced by his motor speech disorder, Walter’s life gets lonely. Fortunately, he has The Lavenders—his mother’s enchanted dessert shop, where marzipan dragons breathe actual fire. He also has a knack for tracking down any missing thing—except for his lost father.
So when the Book at the root of the bakery’s magic vanishes, Walter, accompanied by his overweight golden retriever, journeys through New York City to find it—along the way encountering an unforgettable cast of lost souls.
Steeped in nostalgic wonder, The Luster of Lost Things explores the depths of our capacity for kindness and our ability to heal. A lyrical meditation on why we become lost and how we are found, from the bright, broken heart of a boy who knows where to look for everyone but himself.
"Plus, Milton clearly loves to eat as evidenced in the book - a dog after my own doggy heart. Milton clearly gets 5 paws in my book!" Booker T @ Booker T's Farm
Chilling Adventures of Sabrina
On the eve of her sixteenth birthday, the young sorceress Sabrina Spellman finds herself at a crossroads, having to choose between an unearthly destiny and her mortal boyfriend, Harvey. But a foe from her family's past has arrived in Greendale, Madame Satan, and she has her own deadly agenda. Archie Comics' latest horror sensation starts here! For TEEN+ readers.
Compiles the first six issues of the ongoing comic book series Chilling Adventures of Sabrina.
"Anyone who loves horror simply must grab a copy of this novel any way they can. " Barb @ Booker T's FarmIt shall be mine!
The secret is, vampires are real and I am one.
The secret is, I’m stealing from you what is most truly yours and I’m not sorry—
New York City in 1978 is a dirty, dangerous place to live. And die. Joey Peacock knows this as well as anybody—he has spent the last forty years as an adolescent vampire, perfecting the routine he now enjoys: womanizing in punk clubs and discotheques, feeding by night, and sleeping by day with others of his kind in the macabre labyrinth under the city’s sidewalks.
The subways are his playground and his highway, shuttling him throughout Manhattan to bleed the unsuspecting in the Sheep Meadow of Central Park or in the backseats of Checker cabs, or even those in their own apartments who are too hypnotized by sitcoms to notice him opening their windows. It’s almost too easy.
Until one night he sees them hunting on his beloved subway. The children with the merry eyes. Vampires, like him…or not like him. Whatever they are, whatever their appearance means, the undead in the tunnels of Manhattan are not as safe as they once were.
And neither are the rest of us.
The secret is, I’m stealing from you what is most truly yours and I’m not sorry—
New York City in 1978 is a dirty, dangerous place to live. And die. Joey Peacock knows this as well as anybody—he has spent the last forty years as an adolescent vampire, perfecting the routine he now enjoys: womanizing in punk clubs and discotheques, feeding by night, and sleeping by day with others of his kind in the macabre labyrinth under the city’s sidewalks.
The subways are his playground and his highway, shuttling him throughout Manhattan to bleed the unsuspecting in the Sheep Meadow of Central Park or in the backseats of Checker cabs, or even those in their own apartments who are too hypnotized by sitcoms to notice him opening their windows. It’s almost too easy.
Until one night he sees them hunting on his beloved subway. The children with the merry eyes. Vampires, like him…or not like him. Whatever they are, whatever their appearance means, the undead in the tunnels of Manhattan are not as safe as they once were.
And neither are the rest of us.
That's it then: this is my favorite Christopher Buehlman book. It's made even better by the fact that he narrates it himself. It's unbelievably FUN, gory, tension-filled and fascinating! What more could a horror fan ask? Char's Horror Corner
Find something irresistible during your blog perusals this week? Please share!
The Luster of Lost Things is one I have seen around too and need to read!
ReplyDeleteI hope you get a chance to read it. There are always so many books and never enough time.
DeleteMan, if I show Booker T this post I'm sure it will go to his head. He will be so pleased that his quote made it on another blog. I sure hope you enjoy both of these and The Lesser Dead is already on my wishlist. Did you read his other book, The Suicide Motor Club? AWESOME!
ReplyDeleteBooker T deserves all the accolades :) I have The Suicide Motor Club on my watch list. I'm waiting for the ebook pricing to come down a little. I'll probably just break down and buy the paperback soon.
DeleteGreat to see this feature back as I enjoy this!
ReplyDeleteGlad you're still enjoying it. I'm so flighty I kept forgetting to update it and the draft drifted down out of my radar. I'll try to do it at least bi-weekly - if I remember!
DeleteI want all three of those too! :)
ReplyDeleteI've read one already and it was awesome! Can't wait to track down the other two :)
DeleteEnablers! I have a friend who DM's me links to books every morning. lol
ReplyDeleteFor What It's Worth
I couldn't face the day without my lovely enablers :)
DeleteI am going to have to read The Luster of Lost Things soon. It looks really good!
ReplyDeleteI'd love to read your review, Carole!
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