Cover Reveal & Sneak Peak of Laini Taylor’s Strange the Dreamer!

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Hello, hello everyone, exciting news today! I am extremely honoured and happy (to the point of hyperventilating) to have been picked by Hodder & Stoughton to help unveil the cover for Laini Taylor’s new upcoming book, Strange the Dreamer! Laini is most well known for her YA, Daughter of Smoke & Bone series. I personally haven’t read any of her books before, but they have always been on my MUST GET TO AT SOME POINT wishlist, because I have heard nothing but good things and her work seems like the sort of thing I normally LOVE. Strange the Dreamer is set to be released in September 2016. The UK cover can be seen pictured on the left, while the US one is on the right. And honestly, I can’t decide which one I like better, I’m kinda drooling. Have I piqued your interest yet? Here’s the blurb:

Strange the Dreamer is the story of:
the aftermath of a war between gods and men
a mysterious city stripped of its name
a mythic hero with blood on his hands
a young librarian with a singular dream
a girl every bit as perilous as she is imperiled
alchemy and blood candy, nightmares and godspawn, moths and monsters, friendship and treachery, love and carnage.
Welcome to Weep.

So there’s, gods, mythology, monsters, fantasy and a LIBRARIAN. Are you sold yet? I know I am.

               UK Jacket - Strange the Dreamer HB    Laini Taylor © Jim DiBartolo

Hodder & Stoughton have also been kind enough to give us a sneak peak of the prologue. Hold onto your hats peoples, here we go…!

On the second sabbat of Twelfthmoon, in the city of Weep, a girl fell from the sky.

Her skin was blue, her blood was red.

She broke over an iron gate, crimping it on impact, and there she hung, impossibly arched, graceful as a temple dancer swooning on a lover’s arm. One slick finial anchored her in place. Its point, protruding from her sternum, glittered like a brooch. She fluttered briefly as her ghost shook loose, and then her hands relaxed, shedding fistfuls of freshly picked torch ginger buds.

Later, they would say these had been hummingbird hearts and not blossoms at all.

They would say she hadn’t shed blood but wept it. That she was lewd, tonguing her teeth at them, upside down and dying, that she vomited a serpent that turned to smoke when it hit the ground. They would say a flock of moths had come, frantic, and tried to lift her away.

That was true. Only that.

They hadn’t a prayer, though. The moths were no bigger than the startled mouths of children, and even dozens together could only pluck at the strands of her darkening hair until their wings sagged, sodden with her blood. They were purled away with the blossoms as a grit-choked gust came blasting down the street. The earth heaved underfoot. The sky spun on its axis. A queer brilliance lanced through billowing smoke, and the people of Weep had to squint against it. Blowing grit and hot light and the stink of saltpeter. There had been an explosion. They might have died, all and easily, but only this girl had, shaken from some pocket of the sky.

Her feet were bare, her mouth stained damson. Her pockets were all full of plums. She was young and lovely and surprised and dead.

She was also blue.

Blue as opals, pale blue. Blue as cornflowers, or dragonfly wings, or a spring—not summer—sky.

Someone screamed. The scream drew others. The others screamed, too, not because a girl was dead, but because the girl was blue, and this meant something in the city of Weep. Even after the sky stopped reeling, and the earth settled, and the last fume spluttered from the blast site and dispersed, the screams went on, feeding themselves from voice to voice, a virus of the air.

The blue girl’s ghost gathered itself and perched, bereft, upon the spearpoint-tip of the projecting finial, just an inch above her own still chest. Gasping in shock, she tilted back her invisible head and gazed, mournfully, up.

The screams went on and on.

And across the city, atop a monolithic wedge of seamless, mirror-smooth metal, a statue stirred, as though awakened by the tumult, and slowly lifted its great horned head.

~ * ~

Have you read any of Laini Taylor’s previous books? Will you be picking up Strange the Dreamer? Do you like the US or UK cover better? 

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12 thoughts on “Cover Reveal & Sneak Peak of Laini Taylor’s Strange the Dreamer!

  1. TAKE ALL MY MONEY!

    I saw this and I think I died a little because it’s so pretty and just… ugh. I can’t wait to buy it. I haven’t read any of her stuff before (hides from the impending riot), but now I intend to. This sounds so cool 🙂 I also might be a little biased, but I like the US cover more. It’s… colorful XD

    • HAHA. I feel ya.

      It is so very, veryyyyyy pretty! And I agree, I think the US cover might just tip it for me, but it’s a very close call. 🙂

      Don’t worry, I’m guilty as charged too. Her Daughter of Smoke & Bone has been on my wishlist for a few years and I haven’t gotten around to it yet. I might try this one first though because that prologue has me hooked!

  2. OMG, this sounds amazing!!! I read Daughter of Smoke and Bone when it first came out and loved it, but I have never gotten around to reading the rest of the series. I really need to move it up my TBR list. As for the new one, I like both covers but I think I like the UK version best :). So, I have to know – do you get an ARC too???

    • I know, right? What a blurb! Ah, well this is a very good reminder then. 😉 It’s probably been on my wishlist for the same amount of time, so you’re doing better than me, LOL.

      Oooh, you’re the first one to vote UK so far! Isn’t it strange how tastes vary? They are both gorgeous, though. 🙂

      Hehe, unfortunately, I don’t get one as part of the cover reveal, but I probably will apply for one separately. Wish me luck!

  3. OH MY GOD I WANT THIS BOOK RIGHT NOW!

    I have never read her other series, but I will definitely be picking up this one. The cover looks incredible, and the prologue is beautifully written.

  4. I CAN’T EVEN WAIT

    I think if I had to pick a favorite author, she’d be it. Her books are just so magical and beautifully written and they make me have so many feelings, so . . I have high hopes 😀

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