So I might have made a mistake

Booktok got to me. I finally caved and decided to start to read the infamous fairy spice all over tiktok and instagram.

A court of Thorns and Roses – by Sarah J. Maas

So here are my thoughts…

It’s actually not as cringey as I was expecting myself to feel reading it. It was fairly immersive into the world.

Tamlin though… He has no game… his compliment that she looked clean? Really? I mean seriously that is all he had? The biggest eyerolls.

It was reminiscent to me of Beauty and the Beast, if the books were art, the beast was a fairy and the witch was just a wicked bitch.

Not sure why people describe the books as spicey spicey, I have a feeling the rest of the series will tell me why.

Feyre- Thank you to the author so much for really spelling out how the name is pronounced because I definitely didn’t have it sounding like that at first glance.

Small spoilers below in terms of thoughts about the story and questions I have going into reading the next book.

So I read the Pumpkin Spice Cafe

I read the Pumpkin Spice Cafe by Laurie Gilmore.

I’ve had some thoughts so I thought I would put them here.

The book set in New England heavily reminded me of the Gilmore girls. A warm cosy vibe for sure. A sort of youthful tone on love, either that or I am a little too cynical and logical. It ended up with a nice set up for a sequel which I believe there is a related book.

The “plot twist” of the person responsible for meddling I felt was rather obvious early on.

The male lead definitely needed therapy before the book even started, but if he had half of the “conflict” wouldn’t have been a problem.

One thing I found weird was the time frame, my cynicism at someone falling head over heels, settled in a new job and in love in the space of time between fall and thanksgiving has me wondering if I might have the emotional range of a teaspoon. that or I might just be complacent or cynical.

Having just moved town myself I don’t think there has yet been an attempt to reinvent myself, I still have no pets and no cat has decided to adopt me, no café for me to manage or town meetings to attend. Mind you how do you actually reinvent yourself?

At 357 pages a lot of which would have been a smoother journey if only they could have learned how to communicate effectively.

The end of February

Just a small handful of photos here.

So we celebrated our second wedding anniversary with family before we went on a little day trip to Birsay. Sadly the causeway meant no mini island exploring but we will try again when the tide allows.

It was a beautiful view with rainbows and such.

The walk left me in a bit of a bust cycle for a few days especially with my knees so I am having to be more careful not to keep causing massive bust cycles like this. The boom and bust days are something I am having to learn to manage, like being more careful with my spoons. New location, new weather, means having to learn the new limits to what I can reasonably manage in a day. The variability of the weather all in one day is astounding so it means learning to adjust every five minutes it feels like. I am sure I will get a rhythm sorted one day, hopefully soon.

I know they say moving is a lifestyle choice up here. In a way I respect that it is, but it’s a soul choice. It’s a hell of an adjustment and there’s always so much to do and get done, it just feels different to down south.