“Time flies when you’re plundering history.”
Or when you’re reading Invictus. I haven’t read many time travel stories. But most of the ones I have read (or, in this case, watched) are fun but always leave me poking at plot holes.
Have you ever read a book that claws through the foundation of everything you ever thought you knew about fiction?
And when the ground finally gives way, you find yourself falling through the abyss of space and you can’t breathe but at least you’ve never seen stars like these before. Then you realize they aren’t stars at all but flaming wreckage hurtling silently toward you and there’s nothing you can do but hope that something will survive the storm. Continue reading
I have to admit. I’m biased.
I absolutely adored Leigh Bardugo’s previous duology, so when I got my hands on her new one this year, I couldn’t put it down. Continue reading