Ballad, by Maggie Stiefvater

I just finished Shiver, by Maggie Stiefvater and let me tell you- the book reads like poetry. The entire thing is written with such care that you can't help but wonder at the work and pure talent that went into it. Shiver is incredibly beautiful and poignant and a truly sweet love story. With werewolves, so double the awesome! And Maggie's treatment of the werewolf mythology was very different from anything I have ever read, and quite brilliant.





So go buy Shiver.





But this is not a review post (though I will probably do one of those later), it is to broadcast Maggie's new book, Ballad:

He turned towards me. For a long moment, he stood facing me. I was held, anchored to the ground – not by his music, which still called and pushed against the music already in my head and said grow rise follow – but by his strangeness. By his fingers, spread over the ground, holding something into the earth, by his shoulders, squared in a way that spoke of strength and unknowability, and most of all, by the great, thorny antlers that grew from his head, spanning the sky like branches.

Then he was gone, and I missed his going in the instant that the sun fell off the edge of the hill, abandoning the world to twilight.

I'll say it again: poetry.

Here is the link to amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Ballad-Gathering-Faerie-Maggie-Stiefvater/dp/0738714844/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpi_3

I'm very much looking forward to this one!

Later.