My final tally of top m/m reads for the year, including some queer SF and paranormal romance.
Three of my favourite individual books from last year were "spooky house" stories. Two were straight up ghost stories, while the third was a different kind of paranormal.
Reflections on three standout authors whose work I read in 2017 - TJ Klune, KJ Charles and Santino Hassell.
So the final reading tally for the year is 242 novels and novellas, of which 204 were new (clearly I got some reading done in the last week or so, some of them 'holiday stories'). I was going to write a single post about my favourites from the year, but I had too much to... Continue Reading →
Climbing out of my post-Christmas stupor (and read-a-thon), it's time for the second installment of my annual reading highlights. You can read January-April highlights in the previous post. This post will cover May-August. Once again, all the highlights are from the m/m romance genre. May This month is noteworthy for the discovery of Roan Parrish,... Continue Reading →
Gosh. How many books have I read this year? (So far 235 books and novellas, of which 198 were new and 37 were re-reads... and still counting.) My inner bookworm continues to devour and my finger continues to madly one-click. In fact, there's been more one-clicking, because someone introduced me to bookbub. Bookbub is a... Continue Reading →
Seven Summer Nights is another wonderful novel from Harper Fox — a complex weave of archeological and mythological mystery, the after-effects of war and post-traumatic stress, and a passionate love story. This book filled me with wonder and fear and horror and joy as we follow the story of Rufus Denby, a celebrated archaeologist and... Continue Reading →
Yet again, I read a fair few books in December. In fact, I've become somewhat addicted to nose-in-kindle and am at the point where I get a little agitated if I try to take a break. Seriously. I wasn't joking in my last post when I said I'd spent every day since Christmas on the... Continue Reading →
After discovering author Harper Fox in March, I spent April working my way through a chunk of her backlist. Seriously, I haven't been able to get enough of her books. It's been a revelation, because the male/male romance genre is not one I usually read in, or indeed expected to like. Were it not for... Continue Reading →