Queer Fires

“Sparks,” the interlude short story between Ember Boys and Queer Fires, is out now to GA's newsletter subscribers! just your average neighborly, bite-sized lead-in to new adventures - nothing at all like putting salt in an already necrotizing wound

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>> behold! my fumbling attempt at a spoiler-free review because i have many, MANY thoughts and am legally bound by The ARC Rules to disclose none of them except that i would read another quintillion words of this. that being said, i do talk about the mcs of this series and their well-established personalities, so if you haven't read Hollow Folk yet and are seriously considering doing so in the near future, please come back around then. i'll be waiting for you with a beverage of your choice for as long as you need. take your time, pal <3

[4.4~4.5] ah yes, nothing brings me back into the world of Flint & Tinder faster than a front row seat to Emmett's shitstirringsips tea with a satisfied hum

an absolute snarky rascal of a whippersnapper. tell me he founded the Brats of America Society under the holy title of Father of Brattiness, and i would not only believe you, but i'd also enthusiastically donate to the cause.

never has anyone known exactly which gears to grind, which buttons to push, which knobs to turn, to manipulate those around him into a mad rage with such compulsively destructive finesse. Emmett is a master puppeteer, having Jim routinely prance about on puppet strings as they both purposefully skirt around topics in the age-old ritual of avoidance.

but when self-sabotage has been the name of the game for so long, it makes sense for escape to feel futile.

if i were to ever cross paths with the Holy Father of Brattiness myself and he somehow put me in the crosshairs of his volatile blast of sass, i'm putting money on my reaction sequence being affronted bewilderment, frustrated crying, followed by a slow descent into lunacy. sounds about right.

JIMMY JIMBO JIMBALAYA, MY ROMANTIC POET. his inner thoughts speak to the poorly hidden romantic within me and compel me to stan (phone, please stop choosing violence by autocorrecting stan to stab