Holy crap, it’s amazing when you have people that just GET you. My friends threw me a baby shower that was themed as “dinosaurs playing board games.” Dinosaurs everywhere, themed trivia, a baby version of Cards Against Humanity, the works. I even got to help a bit by sketching out this for the invitation. There …
Got another Terribleminds challenge story for you. The idea was to mix two randomly selected subgenres. I got kaiju and shapeshifter.
The Kaiju Curse
Finn tugged the ill-fitting edges of his borrowed hazmat suit. He yawned, fogging up the face shield. Why was a biologist, a herpetologist no less, getting pulled in at the last minute at this disaster site in the middle of the night, anyway?
A woman strode up to him carrying a yellow box.
“Ah good. You’ve arrived. Join the others down in the crater.”
She gestured with the box toward a blackened ditch. Now that he was looking, it looked like this woman was holding a Geiger counter. But that made even less sense than his being summoned. He wanted to ask her why for both of those things, but the woman rushed off to bark orders at a pair who were digging in the ashy debris.
Finn yawned again as he wandered toward the crater. Little trails of steam rose up from the ground. There were a few others in hazmat suits in the crater. One of them pointed to a metal ramp that had been set up. Finn gave a thumbs-up and descended into the charred bowl of earth.
It was warm in the crater, and there wasn’t any debris here. The news said that several blocks had been set for demolition, but everything about this little adventure had screamed cover story – from the soldiers and their tanks guarding the area, all the way down to this crater. He hoped one of the scientists in the group ahead could answer some of his questions.
That was when he realized the crater was not devoid of debris. His fellow scientists were gathered around a large cluster of oval shapes. The ovals looked a bit like pale watermelons. A few were cracked open. Finn heard a faint shrieking somewhere beyond the group.
He stumbled over nothing as he gazed at the shapes.
“They… Are those… eggs?”
I had all these great intentions last week to update the blog, but got caught up in baby preparations. Here’s what I’ve been up to, artwise! Four more argyle animals. Two mammals (tiger and zebra), a reptile (sea turtle), and a fish (whale shark). They’re all up on my Redbubble shop.
I was doodling and thought “Hey, that kinda looks like a pink fairy armadillo (Maybe? I think?).” So I looked up the animal, with its giant hands and flat shield butt, and needed to draw it for real.
Got a slightly different review this month. First, it’s not from the Nebulas, just one I’ve been looking forward to. Second, it’s an audiobook. Lately I wouldn’t have time to get any books in without audio as an option.
In the Labyrinth of Drakes is the fourth in the Memoirs of Lady Trent series by Marie Brennan, and I’d say it’s a great continuation of the story. I thought book three was probably the weakest of them, but book four built on what was good about book three, and completely mended the series in my mind.
I picked up the first book in the series because it’s about dragons. Or, rather, an 1800’s-equivalent naturalist woman who studies dragons. The tagline I heard was “if Darwin studied dragons instead of finches.” Which is pretty spot on. These are magical creatures, but animals of the “big, dangerous, and mysterious” variety. The illustrations on the covers of these books are gorgeous; they really set the mood for both scientific discovery and adventure.
Now, if you ever plan on checking this series out, I highly recommend the audio version. And this is regardless of whether or not you have the time to sit and read. It’s all about the narrator. She’s freaking perfect for reading as Lady Trent.
This fourth book finds Isabella in a desert region, researching how to breed of dragons. Tensions are high between countries, and dragons are seen as the key to winning any future conflict. She braves this task with the help of old friends, family, and new allies, but a brutal desert environment and dragonfire aren’t the only dangers she’s up against.
Something else I enjoyed about this book was the romantic angle. “What?! Really?” you ask, with a heavy (and fully justified) dose of skepticism. Look, most of the time I groan and flip to the next scene whenever the lovey-dovey stuff comes up. But this was such a slow build. It’s like the Commander Shepherd and Garrus romance in Mass Effect: a relationship of great friendship and respect that grows stronger until you realize it is love.
There’s only one book left in the Lady Trent series, where I’m guessing all the unresolved tension from this book comes to a head. I’m excited, if a little sad it’s all going to end.
My rating: Devoured! – Like adventure? Dragons? Pick this one up!
I really like argyle. I think it’s a fun pattern. I have a pair of black/gray/yellow argyle socks, and every time I wear them I end up singing “I like bumblebee, bumblebee argyle” (you know, like the tuna jingle, but not). So the other day I thought why not make a design out of it? …
So, I’ve recently been taking some classes (pertaining to a certain baby we’re having). This was my expression during a good portion of the preachy and awkward breastfeeding class.