Folkloric and atmospheric, The Bone Houses was one of the better books I've read this year.
I was in a fantasy reading slump for months - and The Phantom Forest pulled me out of it.
What unfolds reads like a quintessential gothic novel. Not quite as gloomy or dark, but certainly has an atmosphere that lends itself to deep shadows and cold nights.
Sufficiently creepy, Welcome to Lovecraft was an alluring welcome to the series. I ordered the second volume before I finished reading the first.
Silver in the Wood is a woodsy folktale that harkens to the old gods and mischievous fae.
Maddeningly beautiful, I loved the lushness and richness of A Fierce and Subtle Poison. Beautifully written, as wild as the islands, and as mystical as a witch.
For November, I'll be reading through Middle Eastern-themed fiction, including a few I've read before, but loved.
It's one of those books that, if you give it a chance and get back into the mindset of a young girl, will transport you to another world where your days are carefree and magic is still real.
Based more on Persian folklore, Whichwood tells the story of Layla, a mordeshoor who washes the dead and sends their spirits off to the next world. And by washing the dead, I mean that she washes the bodies in a tub, hangs them on a clothesline to dry, and then plucks a rose petal out of her mouth.
Overall, a good read if you want some woodsy magic and dragon slaying.