#The Invisible Library

[shitpostsfromtheinvisiblelibrary]

Irene: What do you call disobeying the law?

The Squad: A hobby.

Irene: *crosses their arms*

The Squad: That we do not engage in.

[firestorm09890]

you're kidding

[chroma-imp-draws]

my wife and assorted others ❤️❤️❤️

[ravenoftheveil]

Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives-or to find strength in a very long one.

V. E. SCHWAB

[thenomadicquill]

The Books I Read in February. I honestly had a really good reading month, and most of the books I read were outstanding. Here is what I thought about them.

The Light of the Jedi by Charles Soule - Giving this a 9/10. It is action packed and cinematic. It is an amazing high adrenaline Star Wars book!

The Atlas Six by Olivie Blake - This is the first DNF book of the year for me. I got 7 chapters in and just couldn't take the writing style or any of the characters. Nothing grabbed my attention or my interest.

The Invisible Library by Genevieve Cogman - This is a 10/10 book for me. It has the right amount of mystery, action, and the plot grabbed me right away. The world building was amazing, and I wanted to leap into the pages myself.

The Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy - This is a solid 8.5. The story telling, the descriptions and characters were so visceral and real that I had a hard time putting down this book. I wanted to see what happened next. However, there were moments where the book slowed down to a crawl and it was difficult not to get bored.

The Tainted Cup by Robert Jackson Bennett - This is again, a solid 9/10 for me. I didn't have high hopes for this book, but I was genuinely surprised by it. It mixed the high fantasy elements into the story well, the humor was great, the world building was fantastic. It did have some of the issues that plague the murder mystery genre but that was to be expected.

The Rising Storm by Cavan Scott - I give this a 7.5. It is the second book in the Star Wars High Republic Era series, and it just didn't grab me like The Light of the Jedi did. It was less cinematic and more introspective. Also slowing down a lot in some parts. But it up for everything toward the end when everything ramped up to 11. Still a solid book.

[izzy-over-the-rainbow]

"What if Alberich was good" "Alberich grandfather au" You guys are just talking about Kostchei

[withlovebinnie]

The Shadow of You

She moved on. She swears.

[nanonursanity]

The invisible library community will be happy to hear that after like MONTHS I’m finally continuing the secret chapter. How did I stop. How could I put the book down when Ernst is in it? Shame on past me </3 (however I do miss Silver and Vale bring the queers BACK)

[silbrith]

For Dragon Lovers

National Appreciate a Dragon Day on January 16 is for the dragon lovers of the world. Count me as one of them! I've written about dragons in three of my fanfic series—Six-Crossed Knot, Tales from the Library, and Arkham Files—and even managed to sneak them into Caffrey Conversation. My preference is for lovable dragons with plenty of personality. I have no interest in reading about such magnificent creatures being killed. You won't be surprised that The Invisible Library by Genevieve Cogman and All Souls Trilogy by Deborah Harkness rank high in my story recommendations. True, the dragon in All Souls Trilogy is actually a firedrake, but that's close enough.

Other recs:

Tales from Verania (5-book series) by T.J. Klune

Guards! Guards! (Discworld) by Terry Pratchett

Champion of the Scarlet Wolf (2-book series) by Ginn Hale

Dragon's Egg Blue by @penna-nomen. In my post about werewolves, I'd already recommended this gem of a Discworld fanfic. It's a must-read for dragon lovers too!

Smaug in The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien gets an honorable mention since he has personality in spades. I do wish he'd turned over a new leaf. Couldn't Gandalf have gotten to him before he became such a destroyer?

Who are your favorite dragons?

A special shout-out to @penna-nomen on her birthday! May all the dragons in your life be as adorable as Bonnie!

[incorrectfantasyquotes]

Vale: it’s been a slow week

Vale: at least in regards to murder and mayhem

Vale: Irene hasn’t called once

Kai: Maybe an associate of Silver’s will be thrown in a wood chipper to give you something to do today

Vale: *crosses fingers*

[shitpostsfromtheinvisiblelibrary]

Irene: Your smile looks forced.

Coppelia: That’s because it is.

[skydragon05]

Wow. Post epic book series comedown.

I just finished after more than a year of listening the wonderful Invisible Library series by Genevieve Colman and the fantastic narration by Kristin Artherton.

I don’t think I’m ready to say goodbye to this world 🥹📚

Now to binge on tumblr content and art and fics.

[ravenoftheveil]

If you cannot be the poet, be the poem.

[firestorm09890]

reading invisible library book 2 and this series is so awesome, Irene looked at her coworker and went “yeah he’s supernaturally attractive and already stated he’s dtf BUT I’m his supervisor and it would be very irresponsible of me to take him up on it so it isn’t happening” and I got the sense that in an alternate universe where this series does not have the most straitlaced character ever as a protag there’s this whole subplot about “ohh noooo I fucked my coworker but Im his supervisor AND he’s a dragon so there are two different kinds of power imbalances going on that I need to grapple with!”

I think the reason it got brought up at all was to emphasize the differences between a dragon’s charm and a fairy’s charm (dragons and fae are opposing forces and this second book actually opens up discussing their differences and then showing the dragon guy getting kidnapped by fairies) since a little bit later Irene has to shake off fairy attraction + it demonstrates how serious Irene is about being responsible for this guy (as stated, he gets kidnapped like right at the beginning and the entire plot is going to be about getting him back) but I might be optimistic about authorial intent, I dunno. I choose to believe this had a purpose

[multifandom08x]

Okay fuck it I don't care how small the fandom is but I just finished the last book in the Invisible Library series by Genevieve Cogman and I need to get these thoughts out of my brain (without real spoilers though)

First of all: I'm crying, literally. This series has been with me for more than a year now (slow reader) and I'm so devastated that it ended. Maybe one of the reasons it took me so long to finish it in the first place. I don't even want to start another book just to because these were so freaking good!

Second: The world-building is incredible. Wow. Love it. 10/10 no 11/10 seriously! The origins of the library? Gosh, such a twist I loved it! With all the little pieces slowly fitting together, just awesome!

Third: The characters, just like the world-building, absolutely great! I love them so much! The relationships between them were so well written and made so much sense and just felt real.

Fourth: Yes, I am an emotional reader but wow did these books make me cry. And laugh. And sit there absolutely shocked, skimming over the lines because I was so fucking immersed in the story. I literally read the last 200 pages in one day, over 140 of them in one continues session over 3-4 hours because I couldn't put the book down!

Fifth: I don't even know how to describe it but the pacing in these books was bloody amazing! I clearly remember the first books felt like a month of story happened and then it's like 'oh yeah that was a busy week' and I was totally flabbergasted because it felt so much longer. And there's chapters where technically nothing happens but it's not boring! Just like the first Dune movie where half of it literally nothing happens but you have to keep watching for some reason.

I just wish there were more people in my life I could talk to about these books but for now, the internet has to suffice.

If you see this and haven't read the books, go do it! Trust me, they're awesome! (Please, I need people to talk to!!!!)

[yourbravestpigeon]

‘How long can a baby sit in a soiled diaper’, Alberich typed into the search bar. The answers were discouraging. He sighed and glanced at the toddler playing with his phone charger.

“Couldn’t have waited an hour longer, eh?”, he asked, digging into Catherine’s backpack for one of the spare diapers he’d seen tucked in there. “You didn’t even finish half your fruits, but sure, that was enough to shit yourself.”

Catherine ignored him, busy stuffing the charger between the couch cushions as far as it’d go.

“Well, we’ve all been there, don’t worry…”, Alberich mumbled as he spread a kitchen towel across a counter and sat her down on top of it. The charger tagged along, and thank god for it because Catherine was so distracted tangling the thing up she didn’t fuss as Alberich gingerly peeled the crap-covered garment off her body. There was some undignified wiping he could have done without, a bit of trial and error how to fasten the new diaper, and then the hardest part: wrestling the little duckie-pants Catherine had been sporting back on. They were yellow and cheery, and currently the worst thing in his entire life.

He’d just looped the first pant leg around her foot when Catherine decided she was fed up with lying on some guy’s kitchen counter and struggled to get back up. She grimaced and tried flipping onto her belly, legs getting tangled up with the pants in the process.

“Could you just stop fucking around”, Alberich begged as she started wailing, finally managing to trap the first leg and drag the pants halfway up. “You’re making this worse for both of us.”

But she was crying, making a whole point of it he was sure.

“It’s just pants; I didn’t hurt you”, he stressed, dragging the rest of the garment in place and putting her down on the floor again. “Now you can play.”

But she was crying.

“Look at the duckies”, Alberich tried, pointing at the fabric.

But she was crying, crying and crying.

He gave up reasoning with someone not to be reasoned with and turned on a kids channel on TV. The media didn’t lie; children really only cared about television these days, for the sight of the bright blaring screen made Catherine stop dead in her tracks and shut up. She settled down next to the coffee table, mostly entranced but occasionally babbling things pertaining to the events on the screen.

Alberich had never watched an episode of SpongeBob, and after half an episode he decided he wouldn’t be watching an episode of SpongeBob. He picked Catherine up and lifted her in front of one of his DVD shelves, the one that held all the old school stuff but also movie adaptations of fairytales.

“Pick one”, he told her, swaying her so she was eye level with the Anderson classics. He wasn’t sure about synchronization, but someone who thought noft was a word probably couldn’t distinguish English and Danish anyway.

Catherine kicked out with her foot instead, knocking into a Best of Hitchcock box set and Pulp Fiction.

“Whgaaahg”, she complained.

“You wanna watch those?”

She kicked out again, this time hitting the lamp standing next to the shelf.

Fearing that she was close to losing it again Alberich clumsily grabbed Pulp Fiction while still balancing the toddler, then moved their party back to the couch – he’d seen the movie a couple months ago, but he didn’t mind. Catherine watched the DVD player swallow the disc with a little zzzzt, then cheered as the TV lit up with the production company logo.

“Now look, there’s some really horrid stuff in that one”, he let Catherine know. “And I know you’re probably not processing anything properly anyway, but we’ll be safe and skip it.”

Catherine didn’t seem to mind. When the prologue started rolling Alberich got up to get Catherine her sippy cup and himself a glass of gin. There were also the leftover fruits; If she hadn’t been a baby he might have considered not handing her back the bowel-movement inducing stuff, but he felt a bit less selfish around beings that couldn’t even do anything. He had the same thing around dogs; they were just there, counting on you to not drop the ball entirely. So he handed her the dinosaur-print Tupperware, briefly left to get some ice for his drink, then dropped back down on the couch.

“Look, that’s Amanda Plummer”, he told Catherine, pointing at the screen. “She’s also in Star Trek Picard. Season 3 aired the year you were born, so you might not remember her. She’s one of the more memorable villains though, the first two seasons were abysmal.”

Amanda Plummer pulled a gun and shouted threatening profanities.

“They’re robbing the restaurant”, he explained. Catherine leaned towards him and tried grabbing the glass out of his hands.

“No. Catherine, no. We can watch Pulp Fiction, but I can’t let you drink.”

He squeezed an apple slice into her grabby fist instead.

“When you’re older, I promise. Though if your mother’s any indicator you’ll be preferring brandy by then.”

The scene cut to John Travolta; Catherine gave off a content squeaking kinda noise. Alberich wasn’t sure he made a fine babysitter, but Catherine sure made a fine baby.

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Part 2 of the fun AU idea @withlovebinnie started! I cannot get my brain to stop producing unhinged babysitting scenarios