Call me the midnight gardener because I am about to be gardening in the dark to hide me planting extra native seedlings. If there are going to be empty lots there might as well be empty lots filled with a whole bunch of native flowers.

I also really appreciate information on how to kill my lawn as I should be moving shortly. Right now I have a whole bunch of natives planted on my balcony. It is honestly laughable that all of the other balconies in my apartment complex have no plants (or fake plants) and then you look at my balcony and BOOM it is GREEN, AND YELLOW, AND PURPLE, AND PINK, AND ORANGE! What a lovely thing it is to not see a bunch of neutral colors and concrete outside, but to be a haven for pollinators and birds. I can’t wait to see snakes, lizards, and crickets in my own yard after I kill the grass. If a rat snake or an owl shows up I will probably not shut up about it for a week.

So not a bad book, lots of interesting ideas and I can see why it's a classic of scifi etc etc etc but "She has breasts that smile" knocks off a couple stars, I genuinely can't take a book with that line so seriously

I've never read anything like this before. A lot of the topics in this book converge with other books I've read about racism and religion, but this book really focuses on the politics of death and control over black and brown bodies under colonialism/capitalism. I would say more people should read this, but it is an academic essay and there were parts that were hard to understand.

disclaimer: i am not the ideal audience for this book.

i think mostly i was just bored. there was some fun clever writing occasionally and some humor. the plot: non-existent. i think i would've actually really enjoyed it if i liked this fake-medieval setting type of fantasy for boys because it just kind of lets you exist in its world with its characters for over 500 pages. i would be obsessed with it if i read something that just exists in a fantasy world that i really love. unfortunately, i kind of hated this world and at best, was extremely bored by it.

i felt the same way about the characters. they were well-written (i think) for what they are, which is not much. but once again, i couldn't care less for those kinds of character archetypes, no matter how interesting someone makes them.

i'm not going to break down every thing i hated about the blade itself because, once again, this book was extremely not made for me. not gonna yuck some boy's yums. all you need to know is that i will not pick up the sequel.

I’m hanging up my hat. I’m going on watch list and am going gluten free. I-I can’t even get the words for this I need time to think about how I got here…

okay I slept on this and have a few more thoughts, so please hold fast while I eulogise a little bit more.

this did exactly what it said on the (bread) tin. it was non-con and the HEA was most certainly stockholm'd at best. however, I have to give the author her bread-shaped flowers for the sheer amount of bread puns she shoved in here and for hinting at a world of dough people just skinwalking out there....

all in all, not the worst thing I've read but damn if it didn't try really really hard to be the newest reason I ask God to take away my ability to comprehend english