It has been a long time since my human has read a third-person story to me. The Shadow and the Sun is a little bit of romance, a lot of fantasy, a lot of Fantasy Names with Big Letters, and complexity blended with action, excitement, bloodshed, some more bloodshed, and even more bloodshed.
I enjoy Fantasy Names with Big Letters. I like exploring new worlds with my human. It’s fun.
This story gets my paw print of approval and a purr. We really liked the female human, the male human, and their collection of quirks that make them real people on the page.
The book wasn’t bad, but my human isn’t much into menage trois, and this set of stories did a very good job of reminding her why. This set doesn’t disguise its nature much, either.
If you’re reading this, you’re probably here for the smut. (And there’s nothing wrong with that…) But, if you’re like my human, you may be looking for a bit more substance to the smut, and this set just didn’t deliver for us.
It could be because it’s just a tired, worn sub-genre right now. There are so many ‘dating agency’ style mating ritual stories that most just don’t make the cut anymore.
This book now lives on smut mountain, but in the section my human avoids. That place is a little too scary for her.
The quest for good human (and not-quite-human) mating ritual stories continues.
I loved the first book in this series so much I gave it a bunch of purrs, a swish of my tail, and four paws up! It just didn’t last. I had to give it 2 Nasty Scratches for the Series. My human doesn’t like saying bad things about books. She’s obviously too sweet for this world, so I’ll replace her when she fails at her feeding duties once too often.
We adored reading the first book of this series so much. The heroine is fiesty, the angel’s an annoying pain in the ass, and the chemistry between these two is the type the tv warns you not to try at home.
But it ended on a low note, which made me hiss because it made my human sad.
Then book two ended on a low note and/or cliffhanger. (I’m not telling you which.)
Then book three did the same.
Book four? You guessed it. Worst one of the lot for how depressing the end is.
My human regrets reading beyond book one, but we did love it very much and will read book one again.
The rest of the series is a lie to us.
These four books ate up most of my human’s reading time, but she started rereading one of her stories to me the other day.
I can say this much for my human: she’s not a quitter. (Nor did she use a quitter strip to mark her place. She read each one to me in a single sitting over four days.)
Without fail, the Myth Adventures series by Robert Asprin delivers.
When my human breaks out into manical giggles, the probability of me receiving treats is greatly increased. In these stories, nothing is as it seems, and sometimes, squealing ‘Gleep!’ is the best course of action.
I’m really not sure anything else needs to be said here. Go forth and gleep.
She loved and hated how she was tricked into believing she was reading a fantasy only to discover it was a science fiction, but this series helped remind my silly human she likes science fiction almost as much as she likes fantasy.
The Dragonriders of Pern series begins with Dragonflight. While many of the same characters show up over various books in the series, the novels do span over much of the history of Pern–and its future.
My human’s favorite is The White Dragon, and she cried the day she got her mitts on an autographed copy. Her second favorite is All the Weyrs of Pern. That book, without fail, makes her cry, so she doesn’t read it as often as she’d like.
So, if you want to read a really lengthy and rather old science fiction series that does an adept job of tricking readers into believing it’s a fantasy, this series might be for you.
I give it many purrs and a swish of my beautiful tail.
Greetings, humans. I am Tia the Majesty, the feline supervisor of Pen & Page Publishing, the ‘publisher’ of my human, who has a serious case of split personality syndrome. She writes as RJ Blain, Susan Copperfield, and Trillian Anderson.
Since I scoff at the idea a mere human can order me around… this is my site, and I’ll do what I want, thank you very much.
Here, you’ll find news about my human and her books. You’ll also find reviews I’ve written discussing the virtues… and failures… of books my human has read to me.
You’ll also hear some news from my sister, Princess the Understudy, and the new Finned Financial Manager, Landen the Fish.
Watch out for that fish. He’s an asshole.
Over the next few weeks, I will be making this site not suck (quite as much.) It’ll still suck. I’m a cat, not a designer.
Maybe one day, I will be able to convince my human to hire a proper designer to give me the perfect site I deserve.
I won’t hold my breath, though. I like living.