Less than a year ago when this blog began I put in a submissions page because that how it is done. I don’t think we had big lofty goals for the blog, we wanted to watch numbers grow but never expected to get a whole lot of focus. I assumed I would get an occasional submission from a self published author, and at first that is what happened. And at first I read all of them. About one a month would come in, and I thanked each author and tried their book. It was a nice little dynamic that added a little variety to my reading.
About four months ago a floodgate opened. I read, on average, a hundred books a year. That’s not quite two books a week. Last week I got four submissions. I have even started receiving them from traditional published authors from mid-level publishers, though that is rarer. Obviously I can’t read them all, though believe me I want to. I want to read every damn book I see. Some of these submissions are really interesting, I just can’t seem to fit them in. Love steampunk, but I have read three that might fit that category this month, and have four more lined up through galleys and submissions. Chances are I will only read one or two of them over the next few months. A time frame I expect to garner even more options. A vicious cycle.
I don’t want to stop taking requests, I have found some real gems from them. I just didn’t think it fair to continue to ignore some of these, and don’t want people to think I am not listening.
So I wanted to start a semi-regular post, borrowed from some other bloggers, in which case a showcase a few books that look interesting but just are not going to make my reading schedule at the present. That is not to say they won’t in the future, but I hate for readers to miss out on even knowing about them due to no one mentioning them.
Because we love cutesy names here in the Barn, these books will be moved from the main shelf into the loft, thus the feature’s name. Without further ado, a few books that have caught my eye. All synopsis are from Goodreads.
Odd Men Out by Matt Betts
The Civil war has ended but not because the South surrendered, instead it’s on hold while both sides face a new enemy—the chewers, dead men who’ve come back to life. Cyrus Joseph Spencer didn’t fight in the war and couldn’t care less about the United Nations of America that resulted from it. His main concern is making money and protecting his crew from all manner of danger. But when tragedy strikes he’s forced to take shelter onboard a dirigible piloted by the U.N.’s peace-keeping force. It’s soon apparent that many more dangers are lurking and Cyrus must decide whether to throw in with strangers in a desperate bid to protect the country or cast off on his own.
I love me some Steampunk as I have said before. This is the book threatening to come back down the most.
Bang Bang by Patrick Malloy
Youthimax is a cure-all miracle drug from Johnson and Johnson which has all but eliminated death in modern society. Which is great news. Unless you work at a funeral home. The O’Rourke Funeral Home in West Philadelphia has fallen into obscurity, along with it’s two sole employees. Max and Bligh waste the days away sleeping in coffins and counting shovels until that fateful day that they decide to become serial killers.
An intersting premise, but I am not much for horror books, even if they promise black comedy. Plus the Goodreads’ synopsis was a rambling mess, leaving me less than excited. But the book certainly caught my eye, so in it goes.
Theatre of the Gods by M. Suddain
This is the story of M. Francisco Fabrigas, explorer, philosopher, heretical physicist, who took a shipful of children on a frightening voyage to the next dimension, assisted by a teenaged Captain, a brave deaf boy, a cunning blind girl, and a sultry botanist, all the while pursued by the Pope of the universe and a well-dressed mesmerist.
Dark plots, demonic cults, murderous jungles, quantum mayhem, the birth of creation, the death of time, and a creature called the Sweety: all this and more waits beyond the veil of reality.
This one was a little different, I actually requested the galley and just cant find myself in the mood for sci-fi. So in storage it goes, and one day, who knows?
That’s all for now.
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