Happy A Local Habitation Day!
A Local Habitation by Seanan McGuire is officially out in stores today! All of you folks interested in urban fantasy and fairy tales should go out and buy it. Now. Don't worry, I'll wait. If you're in a Barnes & Noble, look for the standee! If you haven't yet gotten your hands on Rosemary and Rue, the first book of the series, go ahead and buy them both.
Oh, yes, my friends. They are that good.
Let's steal a peek at the book blurb from Seanan's website, shall we?
After spending fourteen years lost to both the fae and mortal worlds, only to be dragged back into Faerie by the murder of someone close to her, October "Toby" Daye really just wants to spend a little time getting her footing. She's putting her life back together. Unfortunately, this means going back to work for Duke Sylvester Torquill of Shadowed Hills, doing her duty as a knight errant. That isn't the sort of thing that exactly lends itself to a quiet existence, and before she knows it, Toby's back on the road, heading for the County of Tamed Lightning in Fremont, California to check on Sylvester's niece, January.
Things in Tamed Lightning turn out to be a lot stranger than they seemed at first glance, and Toby's talent for finding trouble isn't doing her any favors. With Quentin-a young foster from Sylvester's Court-in tow, and the stakes getting higher all the time, it's up to Toby to solve the mystery of Tamed Lightning, or face a failure whose cost will be too high for anyone to pay.
Mystery! Suspense! Danger! Also: dryads! Bannicks! Cait sidhe! And probably more coffee than you can shake a stick at.
And, now, an endorsement from my cats:
Tiger Jack fights off a nap in order to make sure you're not thinking of stealing his book.
He can't fight those Zzz's forever! To sleep, perchance to dream of Tybalt...
Kaylee, on the other hand, is not sleepy at all.
In fact, Kaylee double dog dares you to touch her Toby!
She also wants to know if you feel lucky, punk.*
Kaylee concludes by demonstrating that A Local Habitation is good bathtime reading material.
* Just to reassure you all that I wasn't torturing my cats by taking these pictures: Kaylee is opening her mouth in this picture in preparation to begin washing herself. She's not actually pissed. ;) Also, while I gave Kaylee the book in the latter pictures, Tiger Jack actually snuggled up to it by himself later in the day when I took the top pictures. Seriously, he likes to dream of Tybalt.
Oh, yes, my friends. They are that good.
Let's steal a peek at the book blurb from Seanan's website, shall we?
After spending fourteen years lost to both the fae and mortal worlds, only to be dragged back into Faerie by the murder of someone close to her, October "Toby" Daye really just wants to spend a little time getting her footing. She's putting her life back together. Unfortunately, this means going back to work for Duke Sylvester Torquill of Shadowed Hills, doing her duty as a knight errant. That isn't the sort of thing that exactly lends itself to a quiet existence, and before she knows it, Toby's back on the road, heading for the County of Tamed Lightning in Fremont, California to check on Sylvester's niece, January.
Things in Tamed Lightning turn out to be a lot stranger than they seemed at first glance, and Toby's talent for finding trouble isn't doing her any favors. With Quentin-a young foster from Sylvester's Court-in tow, and the stakes getting higher all the time, it's up to Toby to solve the mystery of Tamed Lightning, or face a failure whose cost will be too high for anyone to pay.
Mystery! Suspense! Danger! Also: dryads! Bannicks! Cait sidhe! And probably more coffee than you can shake a stick at.
And, now, an endorsement from my cats:
Tiger Jack fights off a nap in order to make sure you're not thinking of stealing his book.
He can't fight those Zzz's forever! To sleep, perchance to dream of Tybalt...
Kaylee, on the other hand, is not sleepy at all.
In fact, Kaylee double dog dares you to touch her Toby!
She also wants to know if you feel lucky, punk.*
Kaylee concludes by demonstrating that A Local Habitation is good bathtime reading material.
* Just to reassure you all that I wasn't torturing my cats by taking these pictures: Kaylee is opening her mouth in this picture in preparation to begin washing herself. She's not actually pissed. ;) Also, while I gave Kaylee the book in the latter pictures, Tiger Jack actually snuggled up to it by himself later in the day when I took the top pictures. Seriously, he likes to dream of Tybalt.