Dance with Me by Alexis Daria (Dance Off #2)

35832887Natasha Díaz is having a day. She’s trying to prove she can make it as a professional dancer, but when she comes home to find a hole in her ceiling and her bedroom flooded, she’s desperate enough to crash with the one guy she can’t quit.

Dimitri Kovalenko has never lived with a woman before. But when Tasha’s in need of a place to stay, he suggests she move in. Since their first dance, she’s never been far from his thoughts. Sure, she’s a pro and he’s one of her show’s judges, but they’re not currently filming, so no one needs to know.

When an injury forces Natasha to take it easy or risk her ability to dance, it’s his chance to show her that the rules have changed, and she can trust him with her heart.

Review:

In one line – “I really want to love this book because it’s so good but this particular collection of tropes is working against me, gaaaaah-”

It is good.  The storyline has much more angst than the first book, though, and that’s where you start to lose me.  If you don’t mind angst and (well explained!) miscommunication this is your jam.

The good:

  • The writing is solid and little things that sometimes fall by the wayside are perfectly in place.
  • The characterization is spun out slowly and realistically, aided by the duel points of view.
  • It’s a friends-with-benefits to lovers storyline, which I haven’t seen in quite this configuration before.
  • The baddie gets her due and ooo boy is it good.
  • Dimitri’s backstory is interesting and even fun in places.  Wait until you see what his breakout movie role was, bwahahahaha. 🙂
  • I love what Daria has to say about acceptance, the importance of friends, and the different ways one can be Latina.

The not-for-me:

  • Miscommunication is rife.  There are good reasons for it but my tolerance is pretty low.
  • One of the characters is always prepared to believe the worst and it drove me a bit nuts.  ‘This awful thing will totally happen, leading to this and that which mean ruin!’ No. Please breathe and think for a sec.
  • The reality show the series is based around is in the off season so there’s none of the associated happy crazy.  I don’t usually read contemporary romance and having something a bit outside of everyday real life makes it more interesting for me.

Even though this wasn’t the best book for me it’s still an easy recommend if your tastes run counter to mine.  I’m excited that Daria has more books planned in this universe, and a f/f relationship is teased in the prologue!  Love it.

Thanks to Swerve and NetGalley for providing a review copy.

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A Letter of Mary by Laurie R. King (Mary Russell #3)

93938August 1923. All is quiet in the Holmes household in Sussex as Mary Russell works on academic research while Sherlock Holmes conducts malodorous chemistry experiments. But the peace quickly disappears as out of the past comes Dorothy Ruskin, an amateur archeologist from the Holy Land, who brings the couple a lovely inlaid box with a tattered roll of stained papyrus inside. The evening following their meeting, Miss Ruskin dies in a traffic accident that Holmes and Mary soon prove was murder. But what was the motivation? Was it the little inlaid box holding the manuscript? Or the woman’s involvement in the volatile politics of the Holy Land? Or could it have been the scroll itself, a deeply troubling letter that seems to have been written by Mary Magdalene and that contains a biblical bombshell…

Review:

I love this series. It’s been two years since I’ve read the last book and everything came back quickly – the awesomeness of the characters, the interesting mysteries, the glimpses into human nature that are striking, quiet, and earned.

The mystery is good but it’s not the real reason I’m here. I mean, I enjoyed it, of course! The setup is interesting, and it’s always fun to see Holmes surprise Russell in some sort of disguise. But the whodunits aren’t why I keep coming back to the series. It’s the characters. They live and breathe, have faults and tics and ideals and tendencies. They’re people, damnit, and I want to spend more time with them.

At the end of the previous installment the relationship of Holmes and Russell goes through a major change… a change I was afraid would squick me out. I should have known King would have things well in hand, though. A gap of four years between the last book and this means that we miss any troubles our leads may have worked through, instead seeing them now as intellectual partners that have a deeper insight into each other than before.

Are they in love? You bet. But they don’t drool over each other. It’s an intellectual and emotional partnership first, with the physical aspects falling far behind. With both Holmes and Russell being analytical minds insights abound. For example, Russell notes:

An unread paper meant an unsettled mind, and to this day the sight of a fresh, folded newspaper on a polished surface brings a twinge of apprehension.

Some parts are just fun, like Holmes writing to Russell while on a train:

“I should prefer to have the patterns reflected either by your perception or Watson’s lack thereof; however, a stub of lead pencil and this unsavory length of butcher’s paper will have to suffice. (From the expressions on the faces of my compartment mates, none of them has ever before witnessed the miraculous generation of the written word. I shall attempt not to be distracted.)”

My e-library doesn’t have this book so I ended up buying a paper copy. I liked filling it with post its, but not being able to carry it around easily meant it took much longer to finish than I would like. I think it may have been a four star read if I were able to keep the momentum and get through it faster… guess I’ll have to reevaluate when I reread it. (‘Cause I’ll totally reread it!)

Better: A Surgeon’s Notes on Performance by Atul Gawande

1580804Atul Gawande explores how doctors strive to close the gap between best intentions and best performance in the face of obstacles that sometimes seem insurmountable. Gawande’s gripping stories of diligence, ingenuity, and what it means to do right by people take us to battlefield surgical tents in Iraq, to labor and delivery rooms in Boston, to a polio outbreak in India, and to malpractice courtrooms around the country. He discusses the ethical dilemmas of doctors participation in lethal injections, examines the influence of money on modern medicine, and recounts the astoundingly contentious history of hand washing. And Gawande gives us an inside look at his own life as a practicing surgeon, offering a searingly honest firsthand account of work in a field where mistakes are both unavoidable and unthinkable.

Review:

Medicine is unforgiving because every mistake could be a disaster.  Wrong prescription, wrong dose, wrong operation site, wrong treatment… any of these could kill a patient.  But how can you be error-free every time, never mind a job with so many technical details and judgement calls?

Perfection is impossible, of course, so Gawande looks at how doctors can improve their performance.  The three main sections cover diligence, doing right, and ingenuity, and while the stories are interesting only a few moments have stuck with me.  For example check out this cystic fibrosis doctor working with a teenager:

At school, new rules required her to go to the nurse for each dose of medicine during the day. So she skipped going. “It’s such a pain,” she said…. Warwick proposed a deal. Janelle would go home for a breathing treatment every day after school and get her best friend to hold her to it. She’d also keep key medications in her bag or her pocket at school and take them on her own. (“The nurse won’t let me.” “Don’t tell her,” he said, and deftly turned taking care of herself into an act of rebellion.)

Points of brilliance like this and the afterward with tips on how to become a “positive deviant” are my highlights.  Gawande’s writing is as good as ever but this isn’t as game-changing as The Checklist Manifesto. I’ll get back to you once I read Being Mortal. 😉

One Hot December by Tiffany Reisz (Men at Work #3)

29568847Never mess with a woman who carries a blowtorch in her backpack. Welder and artist Veronica “Flash” Redding’s playful sense of evil sometimes gets the better of her. Like when her insanely handsome, wealthy, suited-up boss gave her the most sensuously wicked night of her life…then dumped her. Yep, revenge is a dish best served hot.

Only Ian Asher isn’t quite letting Flash get away quite so easily. He’s not ready to forget the intensity between them. The searing heat when they touch. And the deliciously demanding control Ian wields in the bedroom. Now he has only the holidays to convince Flash that they belong together…and that even the most exquisite, broken things can be welded back together.

Review:

While I loved the first book in this series One Hot December was a so-so read for me.  The snark and fireworks I expect from Reisz are here but it’s not a solid story.

The good:

  • An own voices bisexual heroine, complete with spiky red hair and kick ass ink. Right on.
  • Flash is unapologetically strong and goes after what she wants.  As a welder at an all-male construction company she deals with a lot of crap but she gives as good as she gets.
  • The mental strain of dealing with prejudice and harassment in the workplace is explicitly covered.  Yes, Flash is doing a great job as a welder, but it saps her of the energy she needs to do her own metal art.  Changing jobs wouldn’t be giving in or giving up, it would be getting what she wants.
  • Feminism for the win.

    “He couldn’t date a professional welder when he worked as a teller at a bank.  His friends would never let him hear the end of it, he said.  He just couldn’t date a woman, no matter how hot – his words, not mine – who came off as more of a man than he did.  I said that was fine.  I didn’t want to date a guy who was less of a man than I was, either.  He called me a couple nice words after that and then he was gone.  Good riddance to him and his poor little ego.”

  • Everyone is reasonable and talks things out, from our couple to the hero’s father.  While there is a misunderstanding it’s legit and not even between the hero and heroine.
  • While Christmas is name checked and Hanukkah is a minor plot point it doesn’t feel like a “holiday romance”, which I really appreciate being agnostic myself.  And two religions mashed together in one book without feeling religious is pretty awesome.
  • Reisz’s snark is here in spades.

The not-so-good:

  • Said snark is of the shocking, no-filter variety, which isn’t everybody’s thing.
  • Flash and Ian have been lusting for each other since they met 18 months ago so we don’t see their relationship develop very much.  ‘I thought you hated me!’ ‘Nope, I love you!’ ‘Oh, good!’ ~sexy times~
  • Flash’s best friend is her downstairs neighbor, an elderly Jewish woman.  That is neat, but I don’t care for her role in the story.  Category romances often have a best friend that provides perspective and advice, but here it feels like allll advice, and of a motherly bent to boot.  I wasn’t sold on it.
  • There isn’t much of a plot.  Hero and heroine state that they’ve actually been in love all this time and… that’s about it.  I saw the misunderstanding from a hundred pages away so there was no suspense there, either.

A diverting read, but more enh than anything else.

Nonfiction November Wrap-up

NonfictionNovember-e1506979820517It’s kind of hard to believe but Nonfiction November is wrapping up!  Thanks to the organizers – Julie (JulzReads), Sarah (Sarah’s Book Shelves), Katie (Doing Dewey), Lory (Emerald City Book Review) and Kim (Sophisticated Dorkiness) – for putting on such a wonderful event.  I’ve had an excellent time reading as well as meeting fellow bloggers, and I’m looking forward to following everyone’s reading, both fiction and non, in the new year!

As far as my own reading goes I’m happy where I ended up – ten books in November (an improvement over a slumpy September and October) and fully half were nonfiction.  That’s better than my usual 30-ish percent.

Here are the five books I started and completed:

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Do No Harm: Stories of Life, Death, and Brain Surgery by Henry Marsh
The Solace of Open Spaces by Gretel Ehrlich (review once I give it as a gift)
Extreme Measures: Finding a Better Path to the End of Life by Jessica Nutik Zitter
Heart Berries by Terese Mailhot (review closer to its February 2018 release)
Better: A Surgeon’s Notes on Performance by Atul Gawande (my last finish, review soon)

If you were mean and made me pick a favorite I’d probably go with Extreme Measures, but Heart Berries made me think the most.  I thought I would be tired of nonfiction by now, but I went to the library and ended up getting four more nonfiction books:

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That’s three books on interpreting (notetaking, vocab memorization, and “reprocessing”) as well as a book called Newspaper University.  The author is in his 90s so I’m hoping he works some historical perspective into his discussion of journalism.

Okay, now it’s my turn to be mean – what was your favorite nonfiction read this November?

Extreme Measures: Finding a Better Path to the End of Life by Jessica Nutik Zitter

32311672In medical school, no one teaches you how to let a patient die.

Zitter started her career as an ICU doctor, one of the more intense specialties in medicine.  It’s your job to do stuff to turn around patient problems – put them on breathing machines and kidney machines when organs stop functioning, place a tube so they can be fed, use medications to stabilize blood pressure or prevent a clot.  It’s your job save a patient’s life, so why would you stop when there’s another procedure or a different medication you’ve yet to try?

This, she says, is why doctors are so awful at helping their patients have a good death.  A patient dying is akin to failure and no one, especially highly trained professionals with a wealth of options and technology at their disposal, wants to fail.  Add in a family that wants you to “do everything”, and it’s a recipe for more and more machines and care that will make it impossible for the patient to die peacefully at home.  Zitter calls it the “end-of-life conveyor belt” and she got certified in palliative care to help people navigate and possibly avoid it.

This book is an extension of that work.  She details how and why we got to this point and what we – both patients and health care professionals – can do to guide people towards the death they want.  Patient stories are woven through to illustrate what things look like when they go right, go wrong, or just… go.  End of life care is a minefield of pitfalls and potential missteps and she doesn’t shy away from any of it.

It’s a bit of a side note, but I want to give Zitter a great big hug for discussing my profession of medical interpreting in a chapter about cultural values.  She includes the interpreter as part of the care team, asking about cultural differences and how to approach a thorny topic.  In my experience interpreters can be treated like walking dictionaries, more a thing than a person, and it means a lot to me that Zitter accurately depicts and advocates for the important work we do.

The author reads the audiobook and I really liked it, though I did have to crank up the speed a little bit more than usual.  I liked it so much that I went back and relistened to sections so I could add them to my notebook word for word.  Here’s some of the wisdom she drops:

The human being is unknowable.  Unless, maybe, you ask.

While I may be the expert on the patient’s disease I am not the expert on the patient.

Sometimes it isn’t that the doctor needs to work harder to elicit the patient’s values, but that those values are simply different from the doctor’s.  Yet another lesson in listening.

An amazing must read for anyone with anything do to in medicine, and highly recommended to everyone else.

…and because I have an inkling it will come up in the comments – no, I haven’t read Atul Gawande’s Being Mortal yet. 🙂  I hope to get to it sooner rather than later.  I’m curious to see how a surgeon approaches these same issues and where the two doctors’ views converge and divide.

Nonfiction November – New to My TBR

NonfictionNovember-e1506979820517I can’t believe the month is almost over!  Nonfiction November has been my first blogging event of this scale and I’m having a wonderful time.  I’ve met a ton of wonderful people, and heaven knows they’ve recommended some wonderful books.  Here are a few that have made it onto my To Be Read list:

32311672Extreme Measures: Finding a Better Path to the End of Life by Jessica Nutik Zitter, MD
Recommended by Running ‘n’ Reading (her review is thisaway)

A look at end of life care from the perspective of an ICU doctor who also became certified in palliative care.  She describes a “End-of-Life Conveyor Belt” and how receiving more care (ventilator, surgically placed feeding tube, etc.) makes it harder to die outside of a hospital, on your own terms. This book is so perfect for me I’ve already read it and loved it!  Review forthcoming.

34127677The Solace of Open Spaces by Gretel Ehrlich
Recommended by What’s Nonfiction? (her review is thataway)

Ehrlich went to Wyoming on assignment and ended up staying once her work was done.  She writes about how the  myth of the American West stands up to the reality, working on a ranch and the people you’ll find there, and what makes it the perfect place for her.  I’ve already read this one, too, and in fact I’ll be giving it as a Christmas gift!  I don’t want to tip off the recipient so the review will be a little delayed.  Until then know that it’s awesome and worth your time.

23214337Forensics: What Bugs, Burns, Prints, DNA and More Tell Us About Crime
by Val McDermid
Recommended by Words and Peace

I think I’ll like this because I liked Working Stiff – how forensic types figure out how someone died or who committed a crime.  It looks like the author has written a bunch of crime novels and did a lot of research, so it’s sure to be an engrossing read.

How is everyone faring?  Sick of nonfiction yet?  😉

Kokoro Button (Love Button) #1 by Maki Usami

9533185I finally stopped in a used bookstore I pass on my commute and, oh my.  Every hardcover is less than four dollars US, some paperbacks are less than a buck, and the manga.  My goodness, the manga – full sets impeccably shelved, calling to me.  And it was 10% off day.

~ded~

I browsed for an hour and settled on a nonfiction book by a 911-esque dispatcher (old habits die hard) and the first volume of Kokoro Button (ココロボタン).  In it a guy (Koga) and a girl (Kasuga) meet at high school orientation – she is smitten, but he is not looking for a relationship with anyone.  She says how about a trial period to see if we could like each other?  His reply:

You don’t know much about me yet… are you sure?

It turns out Koga-kun is a “little bit S”, or a little bit sadistic, so she doesn’t realize how loaded the question is.  She says she’s sure, and the series is off and running.

Fear not, there is no BDSM in this high school manga; in fact, it’s purely PG.  This “little bit S” is the reason I picked up the book – what does that look like?

Well, it’s basically teasing in the form of misdirection.  He’d tell her one thing, she’d get worried or upset, and he’d enjoy that reaction (there’s the S).  Then he’d say no, actually it’s this other thing, and turn into a sweet boyfriend until it was time to tease her again.  It’s hurt/comfort, but with both parts from the same person.

I can see this working if Kasuga-san a) realizes what’s going on or b) gives as good as she gets, but she worries and laments about every little thing.  For example, one night Koga-kun doesn’t call and she’s reduced to a sobbing catatonic mess.  I’m okay with not-strong heroines (huzzah variety!) but this is a little much for me.

20171124_080951.jpgEven so it was a quick read.  The style is typical shojo with lots of white space and wispy lines, and while the art is average some frames stick out as particularly well framed or comical.  I love Kasuga’s reaction when Koga sees a beetle in her hair:

When I freak out I shout in squiggles, too.

All in all I’m not a fan, and can only recommend Kokoro Button if a “little bit S” is your sort of thing.


This is my first manga review on Always Doing, yea!  If you’d like to see more reviews like this let me know in the comments, and if you’d rather I didn’t review books I read in Japanese let me know that, too.  I feel bad that this series isn’t available in English (at least officially…) but my thoughts were overflowing and I couldn’t resist.

 

Jackaby by William Ritter (Jackaby #1)

23003390Newly arrived in New Fiddleham, New England, 1892, and in need of a job, Abigail Rook meets R. F. Jackaby, an investigator of the unexplained with a keen eye for the extraordinary–including the ability to see supernatural beings. Abigail has a gift for noticing ordinary but important details, which makes her perfect for the position of Jackaby’s assistant. On her first day, Abigail finds herself in the midst of a thrilling case: A serial killer is on the loose. The police are convinced it’s an ordinary villain, but Jackaby is certain it’s a nonhuman creature, whose existence the police–with the exception of a handsome young detective named Charlie Cane–deny.

Review:

I mostly enjoyed my time with Jackaby, but after coming highly recommended I was hoping for more.

The good:

  • I enjoy the time and setting, 1890s New England not being one of my usual literary destinations.
  • The story is Sherlock Holmes inspired with a paranormal element.
  • The characters were interesting and have room to grow as the series continues.
  • Even though the story is about Jackaby and his assistant there is no wiff of romance between them, huzzah!  The titular-guy-falls-for-the-new-gal trope has been way, way over done.
  • In its place there’s the hint of a romance with another character and I like where it may head.

The not-so-good:

  • While I like the setting it wasn’t evoked very well.  I could picture the inside of houses well enough but once the action headed outside I felt lost.
  • The mystery wasn’t all that mysterious.
  • There are tons of paranormal creatures but the lack of world building makes each feel like a one off.  I don’t need a taxonomy of creepy crawlies but a hint at some structure would be nice.
  • Overall the writing and characterization were thin and obvious.  It’s a common complaint I have with YA books, but there you go. ~shrug~

While I might recommend Jackaby to my niece I don’t see myself continuing the series.

Nonfiction November – Nonfiction Favorites

Here’s our prompt for this week:

NonfictionNovember-e1506979820517Let us know what qualities make you add a nonfiction book to your list of favorites. Is the topic pretty much all that matters? Are there particular ways a story can be told or particular writing styles that you love? Do you look for a light, humorous approach or do you prefer a more serious tone?

To suss out my proclivities I’m going over my favorite nonfiction reads over the past few years.  I haven’t found a magic bullet but there are some factors that will propel a book up my list of favorites.

Amazing Writing

22253729A nonfiction book doesn’t need to leave literary style behind!  It can be as elevated David Foster Wallace’s Consider the Lobster or as grounded as Nina MacLaughlin’s Hammer Head, but great sentence level writing will get me every time.

Getting My Study On

605663I love reading to learn and some books have blown my mind wide open.  There’s Whipping Girl, an own voices take on transwomen and femininity, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes about the business of death in the United States, and Tears We Cannot Stop, an African American minister’s sermon to white America.

Primary Source Documents

27507970That may not sound exciting, but stick with me!  Documents from their time, often with analysis or historical background, can be transporting.  Charleston Syllabus pulls together everything from slave’s first person accounts to Constitution of the Confederate States to give an overview of the history of black people in America and how we arrived at our current state of affairs.  War Diaries is the personal journal of Astrid Lindgren, the author of Pippi Longstocking, which she wrote during World War II.

…and Fire

351219It doesn’t make sense considering how terrified I am of flames, but I am drawn to books about fire.  It can be a well-known historical fire (Triangle: The Fire that Changed America), a fire lost to time (The Circus Fire), about what it’s like to watch for fires (Fire Season: Field Notes from a Wilderness Lookout) or fight them (The Fire Inside).

Do we match up on any of these likes?  What makes a nonfiction read a favorite for you?