Top Ten Books I'm Thankful that I Picked Back Up
Books
I’m thankful that I actually finished/picked up (despite my better judgement)!
Or my lack of judgment.
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Staircase by Johnathan Stroud
Yeah
that book that I never shut up about . . . I actually DNF’d it the first time I
picked it up.
I’m actually not sure what made me pick it up again (boredom, a
new cover, renewed interest take you pick) but when I did I was much more
determined to finish it. And now here I am, waiting about for my library to find the decency to pick up the other books.
White
Cat by Holly Black
Despite
my rather rocky relationships with Black’s characters I am glad I stuck with
White Cat and the rest of the Curseworker trilogy. Sure they may not be my all-time
favorite books ever but they were definitely worth the time.
Raven
Boys by Maggie Stiefvater
What
can I say I thought it wouldn’t be my thing? All I really knew about it was
that a TON! Of people raved about it despite the fact that the largest
complaint was a slow-ish plot.
Needless to say I was confused. Thankfully I was
both confused and curious so . . . here I am.
The Hallow
Kingdom by Clare B. Dunkle
Like I said the story was kind of
mediocre until Charm, the awesome magical snake, showed up. Honestly I was kind
of bored.
I had an entire pile of books that I was ‘supposed’ to be reading but
in the end I’m glad I stuck with it.
Daughter of Smoke
and Bone by Laini Taylori
My very first review was on this
book. Maybe don’t look at it though, it’s probably bad. Anyway I picked this book
up waaaaay before I even started thinking of starting a book blog. I put it
down because honestly I could see the insta-love coming a mile away.
Again it’s another one that I actually really enjoyed
when I sat down and read it all the way through.
The Friday
Society by Adrienne Kress
I’ve mentioned
that I started this blog because I had begun to find reading boring. It just
got really hard to actually get all the way through a book because I was just
so bored most of the time.
Well sort of
This book unfortunately was dropped during the above
phase. I’m very glad that I went back and picked it up again because I found
the steampunk-lady-superheroes a hilarious genre.
The Lunar
Chronicles by Marissa Meyer
Well Cinderella
was a cyborg! I was the kid who watched Cinderella obsessively as a kid! It wasn’t
really a good mix. Anyway my friends, and then my sister, read them and
declared them amazing.
So I was legally obligated to pick it up.
The Percy Jackson
Series by Rick Riordan
Yeah I didn’t want to read this one
either. It just didn’t have that much appeal to me. I considered myself a bit
of a mythology expert (I was good but . . . no expert I was just a prat)
and I didn’t
like the idea of some strange author throwing my beloved myths into modern day
New York. Then one of my friends let me (forced me to) borrow her copies along
with subtle threats of death. I read them, I loved them, she was right.
The Wrath and the
Dawn by Renee Ahdieh
This one mostly goes out to all the
lovely bloggers and the peoples on Goodreads who raved about this book.
Honestly I didn’t even know it was a retelling until I got on that site.
If I had
known it was a Scheherazade retelling I would have been first in line at the
bookstore to buy it.
Six of Crows by
Leigh Bardugo
Yes I actually had
no idea that his book existed. None whatsoever. Yet again, here I am glad I read
it for some Stockholm syndrome-like reason. Seriously who gave you permission to
make your characters so despicable and likable at the same time?
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