Book love is endless...

Which is why my book blog isn't just about YA. I realize that most of my reviews have been for YA novels but after book blogging for over a year (a year! I can't believe so much time has gone by) my taste in reading has broadened into other genres as well. I've noticed that lately, whenever I vist a bookstore, (and try to fight the clawing need to buy more books) I find myself circling the YA section because I'm not sure what to read anymore. Then before I know it I start gravitating towards the sci-fi/fantasy section of Barnes & Noble and then I'm pulled over to the historical section... I think it's because I'm ready to dive into other books that aren't YA. Don't get me wrong, I love YA; I started reading it when I was like ten or eleven years old and there are so many things to be discovered; I've learned many things through YA and it's undoubtedly my favorite section of my library. But I think it's time to nourish my appetite for books that aren't young adult books. Which is why in the future I'll be featuring books like these two for example...

Alexia Tarabotti is laboring under a great many social tribulations. First, she has no soul. Second, she's a spinster whose father is both Italian and dead. Third, she was rudely attacked by a vampire, breaking all standards of social etiquette.

Where to go from there? From bad to worse apparently, for Alexia accidentally kills the vampire -- and then the appalling Lord Maccon (loud, messy, gorgeous, and werewolf) is sent by Queen Victoria to investigate.

With unexpected vampires appearing and expected vampires disappearing, everyone seems to believe Alexia responsible. Can she figure out what is actually happening to London's high society? Will her soulless ability to negate supernatural powers prove useful or just plain embarrassing? Finally, who is the real enemy, and do they have treacle tart?

How good does this sound? I know it's at my library because I've seen it a thousand times but now? I. want. it.

A lady does not smoke cheroot. She does not ride astride. She does not fence or attend duels. She does not fire a pistol, and she never gambles at a gentlemen's club.

Lady Calpurnia Hartwell has always followed the rules, rules that have left her unmarried—and more than a little unsatisfied. And so she's vowed to break the rules and live the life of pleasure she's been missing.

But to dance every dance, to steal a midnight kiss—to do those things, Callie will need a willing partner. Someone who knows everything about rule-breaking. Someone like Gabriel St. John, the Marquess of Ralston—charming and devastatingly handsome, his wicked reputation matched only by his sinful smile.

If she's not careful, she'll break the most important rule of all—the one that says that pleasure-seekers should never fall hopelessly, desperately in love...

Err. *WANT* I've been in this mood for historical-type romance novels and here's one that sounds excellent! It's been getting great reviews and I haz to read it.

Two years ago, I probably never would've picked up these kinds of books. But book blogging has opened up my eyes thousands of books I've been missing out on and I'm ready to explore those sections of the library that I've ignored in the past... or take a chance on that paperback I've eyed but ended up not buying because it wasn't YA.