Author: Maggie Stiefvater

Review: Forever by Maggie Stiefvater

Review: Forever by Maggie Stiefvater
Posted by Jessi (Geo) on December 22, 2014 | 3 Comments

As far as series endings go, I felt like this one was kind of mediocre. Not that I didn’t enjoy it, because I did. Just not as much as the rest of the series. I feel like not much really happened in this book. In fact, it moved a little bit slow and I was pretty bored in the first half. There were only two scenes that really stuck out to me, and in turn those were the only two […]

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Review: Linger by Maggie Stiefvater

Review: Linger by Maggie Stiefvater
Posted by Jessi (Geo) on December 12, 2014 | 2 Comments

This was a re-read for me – it’s been a couple years since I last read it, and I had pretty much forgotten everything except for the very end. Looking back, I wondered why I gave it 4 stars, but reading again I realized why. While it’s not exactly memorable, it was enjoyable while I was reading it! First of all, this book is a romance. We all know how Jessi feels about romance. But, it wasn’t bad at all. […]

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Audiobook Review: The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater

Audiobook Review: The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater
Posted by Jessi (Geo) on September 2, 2012 | 5 Comments

  This was such a magical storyline that I couldn’t help but love it because it’s unlike anything I’ve ever read before. The water horses, capaill uisce (sounds like cap-pull ish-kuh), are basically kelpies. I’ve never read a story about kelpies before, and the idea of a deadly man-eating water horse fascinates me. Taming and racing them adds to that! I freaking loved Puck!! She was fiery and brave, a bit petulant at times, but compassionate and outspoken. Her and I would totally […]

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Review: Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater

Review: Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater
Posted by Jessi (Geo) on April 24, 2012 | 3 Comments

I was not a wolf, but I wasn’t Sam yet, either. I was a leaking womb bulging with the promise of conscious thoughts: the frozen woods far behind me, the girl on the tire swing, the sound of fingers on metal strings. The future and the past, both the same, snow and then summer and then snow again. A shattered spider’s web of many colors, cracked in ice, immeasurably sad. “Sam,” the girl said, “Sam.” She was past present future. […]

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