book review – The Cruel Prince

Faerie might be beautiful, but its beauty is like a golden stag’s carcass, crawling with maggots beneath his hide, ready to burst. Holly Black's The Cruel Prince begins with an appropriately cruel, bloody, enticing murder. Jude, Taryn, and Vivienne watch as a mysterious man, revealed to be Vivienne's biological father, kills their parents, and whisks them off [...]

book review – Everless

I think back to the stories I wrote as a child, how Fox and Snake's innocent games slowly darkened and changed until Snake was curling around Fox's heart, stealing the life from her. I have to say, during the first half of Sara Holland's debut book I thought that it was just fine.  I was [...]

book review – Empress of a Thousand Skies

If all we are is what people think we are, then we’re all screwed. Rhoda Belleza's debut novel is wonderful. This sci-fi world is fantastical and alien in some ways but it's also so real and relevant. The book alternates POV between Rhee, the last surviving heir to a powerful dynasty, and Aly, a war [...]

book review – Wonder Woman: Warbringer

Sisters in battle, I am shield and blade to you. As I breathe, your enemies will know no sanctuary. While I live, your cause is mine. Superheroes are getting a fresh YA makeover in the DC Icons series starting with Leigh Bardugo's Wonder Woman: Warbringer.  My review in short: asdfj;ljk;llheYYAAAAASS!! (I just finished it last night, so [...]

Sneak Peak: Nina Nova and the Wayward Dreamers

This is a fun (I hope) ongoing storytelling thing I'm doing here and I wanted to give you a little sneak peak! So here you go, introducing Nina Nova and the Wayward Dreamers...   If Philip had to sum her up in a single sentence it would be this; Nina Nova was like a dream. Not [...]

short story – coffee cups and daggers

Liska If you don’t want blood stains on your coffee cups, then don’t come to my café. I’m not saying it happens often, but if you get the mug with the red painted roses… Well, you’ve been warned. If they knew, my customers might say I make a mean cup of coffee for a faerie. [...]

short story – changeling children

The witch came for me when I was sixteen years old. I was in class, listening to the drumbeat of rain and the wordless drone of the teacher. I had spent the first half of class drawing a pattern of stars and leaves on the palm of my hand and the ink was smudging onto [...]