Just wanted to share two reviews currently hosted at my blog.
Thomas E. Sniegoski’s The Fallen, Volume 1 (Books 1-2)
TGIF Friday book review posted last July 23, 2010
I love getting book recommendations from friends because they bring stories I wouldn’t have otherwise known about to my immediate attention. Case and point – I hadn’t heard about Sniegoski’s The Fallen until Kate brought it to mine. She’d given me the first omnibus volume as a gift, and from the moment I caught sight of the cover under the newly–torn wrapping paper that hid the book from view, I can, in all honesty say that I could not wait to read it.
As you can see from the synopses posted above, The Fallen chronicles the journey of Aaron Corbet, a regular teenaged boy living in a small town whose concerns initially have to do more with figuring what he wants to do once he graduates high school and how not to blush each time he crosses paths with the girl he likes. Unfortunately, for Aaron, his life takes a drastic turn (for the worst?) when he finds himself with the newfound ability to speak and understand tongues –– and yes, I know it sounds very biblical.
Thomas E. Sniegoski’s The Fallen, Volume 2 (Books 3-4)
TGIF Friday book review posted last July 30, 2010
Sometimes when I pick up a series, I worry that a story that begins with an incredibly epic premise might leave me disappointed and wanting in the end. I’m not saying that it happens a lot, or that I’m an authority on what makes a series great. But I do know that I’ve been reading voraciously since my Mom put my first Dr. Seuss early-learner’s book in my hands at age three; and that the eclectic tastes of my parents, my brothers and my equally book-obsessed friends have exposed me to a broad spectrum of titles and genre over the course of the last twenty-two years.
In my previous review, I mentioned that I’d been hunting down the second omnibus volume of Thomas E. Sniegoski’s The Fallen in every bookstore I could check into. Since I’m not what I would call a patient creature by nature, coming up empty-handed after walking into about nine or ten different bookstores was pretty much the frustration of the week.