If it's not bad enough that menopausal women feel invisible, in Ray's world, a pharmaceutical cocktail of antidepressant, bone density, and hormone pills with a one-time spritz of Botox causes some women to actually go invisible.
I'm a librarian. I have good research skills. I didn't lose my job because nobody cares whether or not librarians are invisible.
Following Legend, Prodigy is a tale of a divided, dystopic America, from the perspective of the commie side's two most notorious outlaws, both fifteen. They discover that the corporate side is no heaven either, nor is the resistance of the former that they've been drawn into supporting.
Through the first two parts of this well-written novel, you feel sorry for the poor little rich girl, whose heiress single mother is a cruel parent, when she can be bothered to pay attention to her daughter.
I read Beautiful Creatures because it's vampire YA, and I tend to like that sort of thing, but what I liked most about it was the depiction of life in a small southern town. Although authored by women it's told from a teenage boy's point of view. Since I mostly eschew books written by men, don't meet a lot of male narrators, and it's kind of neat to spend time in a dude's head once in awhile.
This time our visually impaired private detective is tracking a killer of werewolves, which she didn't even know existed until the end of the first chapter, and she's doing so in rural Ontario. A lot of times I didn't entirely follow Huff's connections, but I still found the book compelling and am intrigued enough by the hint that a cop character could be transgender that I'll read the third installment.
The first entry in my menopause book club with Kate Haas, The Hot Flash Club did not meet many of the criteria for what we're looking for in middle-aged lady lit, but it wasn't the worst read either. The Club consists of four women, ages 52-62, all of them going through changes, if not The Change.
With my read of book eleven of the Hollows series, I've logged enough time with Rachel Morgan that I'll probably stay with her indefinitely. That's why I stuck with this entry, even though it was pretty far off the rails with lots of mystical shit like balancing ley lines and detecting aura signatures.
A companion to Life as We Knew It, The Dead and the Gone tells us what it was like in Manhattan after the moon got knocked out of place and messed up life on Earth.
"Do you still love him?" I asked.
"With all the bile in my body."
That exchange between a Filipino daughter and mother was basically the high point of the novel for me.
Sloan Skye is a summer intern at the FBI. She got bumped from the Behavior Analysis Unit to the Paranormal Behavior Analysis Unit, a joke of a new department. They're tracking a vampire serial killer, but Skye doesn't believe in the supernatural. Of course she gets disabused of that notion, but it takes longer than you might hope.