Ever since I started writing seriously, I have had a hard time achieving the above referenced state. Even when reading a really excellent book, I tend to find myself picking at the seams of it, trying to figure out just how they wrote it, trying to glean insight into their success from the characters, to the set-up, to the execution, and trying to learn from other author’s mistakes and triumphs. It has been, sadly, an incredibly long time since I read a book where I just let go, and went with the experience, where I might’ve seen the mistakes or trouble marks in my peripheral vision and instead of zooming in to study them with my magnifying glass, I just said, “Screw it,” and lost myself to the world of the book again.

Anyway, I don’t know if you guys noticed that I didn’t make any posts aside from Writer Wednesday last week. But, if you did, the reason is this–I fell into two books and lost myself in them fully. I forgot about the rest of the world while I was reading. I fell in love with the characters to the extent that my heart aches now that the books are over, because I won’t be able to spend more time with them now. I’ve actually started at the beginning of the first one so that I can read them both all over again.

Are these books perfect? No. But they are wonderful. They are inspirational. They made me remember why I love to read and why I love to write. They reminded me of what I love to write, and of the kinds of characters and worlds I want to spend my time building and exploring. These books are on the list of things that I’m most happy to have had come into my life.



You can buy them at Blind Eye Books or Amazon. They come in e-book and print.

I don’t know what to say about them that won’t possibly spoil the books. I suppose, for the most part, they were a brimming full cup of my very favorite cuppa. I could pick at them, tell you what parts caught my attention in my peripheral vision as I read, because it is so easy to pull things apart, but I won’t. I love them too much to do that. So, I guess I just want to say that I give these books an enthusiastic five-freaking-stars and encourage you to read them, too.

The blurb for Book One:

Kiram Kir-Zaki may be considered a mechanist prodigy among his own people, but when he becomes the first Haldiim ever admitted to the prestigious Sagrada Academy, he is thrown into a world where power, superstition and swordplay outweigh even the most scholarly of achievements. But when the intimidation from his Cadeleonian classmates turns bloody, Kiram unexpectedly finds himself befriended by Javier Tornesal, the leader of a group of cardsharps, duelists and lotharios who call themselves Hellions. However Javier is a dangerous friend to have. Wielder of the White Hell and sole heir of a dukedom, he is surrounded by rumors of forbidden seductions, murder and damnation. His enemies are many and any one of his secrets could not only end his life but Kiramโ€™s as well.

This review by the Jessewave site does a great job praising the book. For what it’s worth, I knew who the baddie was almost from the beginning, but I’ve read plenty of reviews where the reader said the baddie came as a surprise, so…maybe it won’t be obvious to everyone else. The baddie, though, and the revelation of that person, is so incredibly unimportant in the scheme of the experience of the books, that I don’t think you’ll care either way.

And thank you, Ginn Hale, for writing these books. I’m more fired up about writing than I have been in a long time thanks to you.

So, hi! Been awhile. I can’t say that I’m entirely thrilled to be back posting again, because I’d rather there were nine more books in this series that I could lose myself in instead. But, since there aren’t…hi! I’m back! ๐Ÿ™‚ Now, you go disappear yourself in those books for awhile and get back to me. We can talk about ourย feelings over ice cream and shared book love.

7 thoughts on “I Forgot What I Loved Most About Reading (And Writing) Until Now

  1. I wondered where you were! I was glad to read this. I’ve tried to read a couple of novels over the last year (it’s been a year since I’ve been writing uh “vigorously”) but I couldn’t seem to do it. Knut Hamsun’s The Hunger really tripped me up cause every sentence was a revelation as far as the amazing quality of the writing. I read 30 pages I couldn’t move through it. So just went back to my own writing haha

    I can’t wait to get lost in a book again. At least when I read other peoples’ blog posts I can make it through them. ๐Ÿ™‚

    Glad you enjoyed these selections!


    1. Aw, Pete, it’s sweet to know I was missed. ๐Ÿ™‚ Thank you! As for the books–they were delightful and inherently flawed. What I discovered when reading these books, though, is that if I love the characters sufficiently, I’ll handwave any nonsense I bump into while reading. Hopefully that doesn’t undo my recommendation, but it’s the truth of the matter. And, kind of like you said, there’s something about reading a book that is “too perfect” that is demoralizing to us lesser mortals. Sometimes I just crave a world where I love the characters madly, fall into it, and let all the flaws just run over me like the ocean. I so rarely find a truly amazing, word-smithery book where I also love the characters without reservation. It seems to be a thing. Regardless, hi! ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks for missing me. I feel touched!

  2. First congrats on being able to fall into a book and get lost. I’ve forgotten what that’s like too. I wish I could stop picking apart books to see who the author did it.
    I’m hoping I find one like that in Oct when I take a break from writing. ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. Ugh, truly, it seems to be the curse of the writer to not be able to truly let go when reading. As I was saying to Pete above, though, is what I discovered when reading these books is that if I love the characters sufficiently, Iโ€™ll handwave any nonsense I bump into while reading. There can be something about reading a book that is โ€œtoo perfectโ€ that is demoralizing to us lesser mortals. Sometimes I just crave a world where I love the characters madly, fall into it, and let all the flaws just run over me like a river. I so rarely find a truly amazing, word-smithery book where I also love the characters without reservation. It seems to be a problem.

      Good luck finding a book that transports you! ๐Ÿ˜€ It feels so good!

  3. It’s so nice to get lost. I think I could do much better with authors that I don’t admire as much haha I read Capote who I love and I want to deconstruct every sentence, it’s distracting.

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