Saturday, December 8, 2012

The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stif... Stivferr... ah, what the heck.

It's rare, these days, to read a book that really captures me.  You know what I mean?  A book where you become so involved and so worked into the story and the world of the book that - besides forcing you to stay up into the wee hours of the morning because you just CAN'T STOP READING - it consumes you for a couple of days. I kind of drift around in this weird, dazed way, where my head and imagination are most definitely in the book and characters, while my body, inconveniently, is not.

I can never predict when this is going to happen, or with which stories, but it did with this one.
I'd never encountered Maggie Stiefvater before, but I'm glad I did.  I actually listened to this as an audiobook - library download site, I worship and adore thee - and a cracking good one it was. I consider myself something of an, ahem, audiobook connoisseur, and this one was not extraordinarily great, but certainly, solidly good.  I'm always pleased when double narrator books are seamless, because they so often are not.  A truly good audiobook is a rare gem.

 The film rights have been bought, which doesn't mean it will absolutely be made for sure - more likely the opposite, judging from what I've read about the workings of the film world - but I'll be excited to see it if it does make it through the purgatory of development.  I hope they don't ruin it, because it's the kind of book would need restraint in every aspect, and I don't think that's hollywood's strong point at the moment.  Much as I'm glad it's been optioned at all, I wish somebody besides the people behind Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter had got hold of it.

I'm still sort of stuck in that dreamy, dazed state, so I can't say much to the point.  I liked it, and I'm downloading another of her books as we speak.