#52bookclub
#52bookclub
43: explores social class;
47: “I think it was blue”;
49: set in a country with an active volcano; and
February Mini Challenge: set in a country that celebrates Lunar New Year (Lunar New Year is celebrated in the USA)
43: explores social class;
47: “I think it was blue”;
49: set in a country with an active volcano; and
February Mini Challenge: set in a country that celebrates Lunar New Year (Lunar New Year is celebrated in the USA)
9: set in winter;
14: climate fiction (features a snowstorm);
26: more than 1 million copies sold;
32: includes a diary entry;
33: a standalone novel;
35: written in the third person;
9: set in winter;
14: climate fiction (features a snowstorm);
26: more than 1 million copies sold;
32: includes a diary entry;
33: a standalone novel;
35: written in the third person;
With breathless anticipation and a heart ever afire,
Moira Rose
With breathless anticipation and a heart ever afire,
Moira Rose
I implore you, dear George (may I call you George?), to consider this endeavor. And should you require assistance in finessing the finer, more dramaturgical nuances, know that I am but a phone call away, ready to lend my artistic piquancy to your prose.
I implore you, dear George (may I call you George?), to consider this endeavor. And should you require assistance in finessing the finer, more dramaturgical nuances, know that I am but a phone call away, ready to lend my artistic piquancy to your prose.
Imagine the gothic opulence! The tragedy! The pathos! A tale of retribution dripping with the poetic justice of a woman who refuses to go gently into the dark night—a sentiment with which I am intimately acquainted.
Imagine the gothic opulence! The tragedy! The pathos! A tale of retribution dripping with the poetic justice of a woman who refuses to go gently into the dark night—a sentiment with which I am intimately acquainted.
Oh, the delicious gravitas of it all! A woman scorned by fate, resurrected by vengeance, prowling the Riverlands with a heart as cold as a winter’s gale—surely, such a saga demands its own chronicle?
Oh, the delicious gravitas of it all! A woman scorned by fate, resurrected by vengeance, prowling the Riverlands with a heart as cold as a winter’s gale—surely, such a saga demands its own chronicle?
Dearest literary luminary, Mr. Martin,
I beseech you, with all the fervor of a bereaved yet resplendent matriarch, to grace the literary realm with a most tantalizing oeuvre—a novella devoted to the spectral grande dame of Westeros, Lady Stoneheart.
Dearest literary luminary, Mr. Martin,
I beseech you, with all the fervor of a bereaved yet resplendent matriarch, to grace the literary realm with a most tantalizing oeuvre—a novella devoted to the spectral grande dame of Westeros, Lady Stoneheart.