I haven’t been accepting books for review for quite some time – mainly because I don’t like the pressure (that I put on myself) to review a book that has been gifted to me. However, last week I was offered one book that tempted me, and soon enough I went down the rabbit hole of accepting books for review.
It’s been a long time since I did a Mailbox Monday post. I get my book deliveries both at home and office, and collating everything in one place and taking a photo seems to be an impossible task (and I know I have no logical reason for it). However, in the last couple weeks or so, books have been really tumbling into the house, and the only way I can keep track of what’s come in, and what I plan to read and review is through this Mailbox Monday post.
So, without further ado, here are the books I received starting from left to right.
Love in Chakiwara and Other Misadventures is a collection of short stories set in a place called Chakiwara in Karachi (in post-independence Pakistan).
The narrator of these short stories is Iqbal Hussain Changezi, owner of Allah Tawakkul Bakery, and collector of writers and geniuses.
Through his eyes, we learn about that extraordinary invention – the Love Meter. Through his eyes, we view suspiciously at out-of-work comedian Chakori, apprentice to a Chinese dentist, meet quack cum genius Muhammad Gharib, and the lovestruck and out-of-luck author Qattar.
I have been miserly rationing out my reading of George R.R. Martin’s books, eking out my pleasure one wee short story at a time, biding my time till his next major oeuvre – The Winds of Winter. Seriously, I’ve become this total Westerosi junkie needing my fix of all these fantastic stories and settings that George R.R.Martin manages to conjure up for me. He is the best writer ever when it comes to hooking his audience, and this is coming from me, someone who is not at all prone to hyperbole.
I am really loving all this back story into the Targaryen family that I am getting reading these various prequels to A Song of Ice and Fire. Dangerous Women that I read last year was fantastic, dramatic, and bloodthirsty all at the same time.