Eternals Are du Jour
Aug. 29th, 2007 08:59 pmEternals, by Neil Gaiman and John Romita Jr.
I confess that I do not have the old skool comic book cred to have read Kirby's original Eternals series, but if the awesomeness of this one is a reflection of the awesomeness of that one, well, it must have been pretty awesome. The story was way fun, the pictures were gorgeous, and the ending left me wanting more of the same.
(173/250)
Who We Are: Our Heritage and Horizons (warning: pdf link), compiled by the PEI Home Economics History Committee
OK, I admit that I would never have read this book if my grammy was not intimately involved with the making of it. That said, I really enjoyed it. Since I grew up in PEI and most of the people discussed in the book are known to either me or my other family members, I was fascinated by this window into a) my grandmother's professional life and b) an aspect of Island history that I hadn't previously considered very much.
(174/250)
Death du Jour, by Kathy Reichs
Fun fluff. I always seem to read the gruesome parts when I'm trying to eat lunch, which is a bit irksome but hardly the author's fault. I prefer the Montreal bits to the Southern bits and some of the secondary characters are a bit one-dimensional, but the stories and the narrative voice remain excellent.
(175/250)
I confess that I do not have the old skool comic book cred to have read Kirby's original Eternals series, but if the awesomeness of this one is a reflection of the awesomeness of that one, well, it must have been pretty awesome. The story was way fun, the pictures were gorgeous, and the ending left me wanting more of the same.
(173/250)
Who We Are: Our Heritage and Horizons (warning: pdf link), compiled by the PEI Home Economics History Committee
OK, I admit that I would never have read this book if my grammy was not intimately involved with the making of it. That said, I really enjoyed it. Since I grew up in PEI and most of the people discussed in the book are known to either me or my other family members, I was fascinated by this window into a) my grandmother's professional life and b) an aspect of Island history that I hadn't previously considered very much.
(174/250)
Death du Jour, by Kathy Reichs
Fun fluff. I always seem to read the gruesome parts when I'm trying to eat lunch, which is a bit irksome but hardly the author's fault. I prefer the Montreal bits to the Southern bits and some of the secondary characters are a bit one-dimensional, but the stories and the narrative voice remain excellent.
(175/250)