The heart and soul of ForFemFan. I read and review old, obscure speculative fiction written by (primarily) women in the hopes of bringing deserved recognition to forgotten gems.
Dat ass? Except the main lady in this book is in no way this servile.
Friend, I’m sorry, but I didn’t like this book. Please turn back now; I don’t want my opinions to sully your love.
Like sci-fi? Have a short attention span? So long as you’re okay with young protagonists, this might be for you.
In which the blogger makes her first appearance on the blog while replicating a scene from Extreme Prejudice.
Sadly, this book misses its predecessor’s brilliance.
I have a lot of thoughts about this niche literary world I’ve built around myself and no one to talk about it with. Author bios, hot-takes on comparative themes, dissertations on groundbreaking cover artists, used-book-store visits—this is where everything else goes.
This NSFW post includes glorious art, boobs, kittens, and Andrew W.K.
Or—Why Forcing Yourself to Read Consistently Will Help You Spot Books You Should Quit.
Not one but two depictions of a wizard in front of a computer await you!
Really I was punked by a kid—the dictionary was merely the tool of my punkening.