It’s funny, as I grow older it becomes both easier and harder to remember who I was in the early days. Easier, because frankly, in some ways, I feel like I’m finally getting back to who that person was, and what she really cared about. Harder, because there is such a dense layering of life experiences and places and people since that time, I can’t help wondering if at least part of who I remember is an idealized imagining.
Rook: Allie’s War, Book One – by J.C. Andrijeski (a review)
One word, WOW. I realize that is pretty base, but this book was a complete surprise. Being the prolific reader that I am there is so much I want to say about how thrilled I am about this book and series! The proses are lyrical and the style adds to the story itself since it is a mystical journey of “becoming”.