I have been putting more books down than picking them up lately. or having to return them to the library before i finish reading them.
Strange Cargo by Jeffrey E. Barlough
a strange victorian world where the ice age never ended. sabre tooth tigers! drawing room conversation! all in the same book. quests, magic, mysteries abounding. Publisher's Weekly sez: "Flying buildings, fortune-telling cooks and dwarf mastodons are the least of the marvels that spice Barlough's latest entry in the Western Lights series, another robust stew of fantasy, horror and SF themes that gives off the aroma of a 19th-century scientific romance."
Charlie All Night by Jennifer Crusie
If you aren't wise to Crusie, then stop reading, go to the store/library/ and get up on it immediately. Who else can write witty romances with vibrators, lesbian bartenders, overweight women, neurotic cats and dogs, kids who eat doughnuts and promptly barf them back up, and charismatic con men? Or women falling in love with stoic hit men? Split personality syndrome? No problem for Crusie. Nobody else does this! (or should, since she does it so well.) This is one of her oldies long out of print that's republished. I hear tell her next book will be a vampire story. Can't wait! I knocked this one off in a couple of hours. It's pretty good and will tide you over like methadone while waiting for the next fix.
Yule: A Celebration of Light & Warmth by Dorothy Morrison An oldie but fairly goodie. I'm rereading it in the hopes it will rev up my holiday motor, which has been punking out lately. (For reasons why, revisit post entitled "Turkeys Make Me Drink")
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