I’ve been recently told that I would meet my soulmate in Gail Carriger’s book, Soulless.
After getting into it, I have to say it’s correct. Alexia Tarabotti, an independently-minded, rebellious spinster with a love of knowledge, good food, and walking off said good food. I don’t care if she doesn’t have a soul.
Interestingly, the last book I read was C.J.Henderson’s Brooklyn Knight, featuring Piers Knight, another protagonist with a fine appreciation of cuisine.
I’m easily seeing the two of them together, though part of me is a little miffed that I was pitting Alexia and me together at the start of this post.
Not that it matters, regardless of the fact that I’m much more capable of actually cooking some of that good food myself, Piers’ more than working knowledge of magic, my being more more tactful in company, Piers’ better standing in society as far as pairing with Alexia…
The guy that appears to be the one for Alexia eats people like me and Piers for breakfast. Literally.
Anyway. It makes me wonder about the characters in my book, and what meals they’re cooking up or eating now.
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