A fantastical retelling of the Russian Baba Yaga mixed in with a Cinderella-esque wicked stepmother/sisters.
Emily Carroll again delivers a disturbing and gory narrative, complete with illustrations that drink from a well of the macabre.
Folkloric and atmospheric, The Bone Houses was one of the better books I've read this year.
If there was a musical equivalent, it would be a hint of Myrkur's haunting vocals coupled with the feel of the moors in Wuthering Heights.
It was a good book and I read it in one sitting, but I did think that the book relied too much on cliches and stereotypes, and less on true Viking-age mythology and powerful character
I both liked and disliked Eleanor - which was probably the point.
What I enjoyed a lot of the story is the main character, Tea, has powerful skills, so powerful she raises her dead brother from the grave without realizing it, and yet though people celebrate her, they also turn their backs on her.
Who knew mummy brown was actually, at one point, made of real ancient Egyptian mummies...
Pride is a fantastic modern retelling of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice, a flirtation of characters who are richer, and those who are poorer.
This book broke my heart, remolded it, and broke it again, but in ways that left me thinking that maybe, just maybe, the stars are looking down at us and fate is real after all.