5 Books by Lily Markova
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Overview: When Lily Markova tried to rearrange the letters of her legal name (Liliya Markova) into a cool, dark, mysterious pseudonym under which to conquer the world, she came up with Kai Ivory-Llama, and that is the only reason your world still remains unconquered.
She would also like her tombstone to say, "Couldn’t write to save her life," because that is the sort of thing she finds amusing.
When Lily isn’t butchering the English language, she weeps over grammar books, inadvertently repels perfectly pleasant people, pines after fictional villains, and even sometimes spares a moment or two to attend to her aviation-related day job, all the while wishing she could be butchering English instead.
Genre: Fiction > General Fiction, Fantasy, Science Fiction, Young Adult, Contemporary
Immortown:
After a tragic accident on set (which might or might not have been her fault), 18-year-old indie-film actress Freya Aurore flees from home and finds herself in Immortown. She is not entirely sure how she ended up here, but one thing is certain: This town is. . .unusual. To start with, local buildings have an annoying habit of disappearing right in front of her eyes. Strangers keep attempting to murder her and seem confused as to why that upsets her so much. Everyone spends an indecent amount of time in this bar called the Drunk Dead. Among other shady characters, Freya encounters here: an occasionally deceased waiter; a woman claiming to be dating Freya’s brother, who has been unavailable for such matters—or anything else, really—for a year now; an actual (and bloodthirsty) ghost named Dude; an obsessed fangirl; and a moody young artist, Kai, whose paintings tend to come true—which would be wonderful and not creepy at all, were he not such a vile and selfish manipulator.
In the rare moments when she is not busy trying to survive, Freya is looking for a way to escape from this place, but they say once you’re trapped here, you can never leave Immortown—a town that smells like ashes, where fiery October leaves are forever falling, thick as snow, where art comes to life, and staying alive is an art in itself; where music matters and death doesn’t.
This is an atmospheric and melancholy novel sprinkled with dark humor and harboring an entire ocean inside.
Inearthia: Evan Martins’s 4½ Girlfriends, 3 Existential Pet Peeves, and 1 Robot Psychotherapist at a Decade-Long Post-Apocalyptic Birthday Party Everywhere in Space:
Evan rarely has days when he can’t find anything to complain about, but his seventeenth birthday is, like, the worst. First, he comes across this YouTube video about spider robots (as if normal robots weren’t enough—Evan hates robots). Then his (really hot) girlfriend dumps him. (On his birthday—who does that?) And of course, she just has to go and make things even worse by proceeding to be abducted by aliens right in front of him. (Who does that?) Basically, by the time the entire planet explodes, Evan has already had it with this stupid day.
Unfortunately, the end of the world does not necessarily mean the end of Evan’s struggles. It turns out that robots screwed everyone over (as Evan had known they would) and created this hateful virtual reality, where Evan’s mind, along with seven billion other, more appreciative minds, is now trapped, while the human beings’ physical bodies are protected by some moronic pearly coating-like stuff, bonking about in space, occasionally bumping into one another.
As Evan keeps telling his personal robot psychotherapist, the way his family and friends act in this new reality is abominable—artificial babies, weird fashion choices, and really inappropriate dating behavior. Well, at least, there’s a chance that in light of current events, his ex-girlfriend might reconsider dumping him—only he needs to locate her first. Then, they can find a way to get back to the real world—and maybe even meet a few walnut-like aliens, while they’re at it.
This is a short sci-fi novella that is, as you have probably guessed already, a bit ridiculous.
Joy Cancer:
Joy Cancer has a weird name, a hatred for clocks, and a bag of helium over her head—and one of those things she has by choice. Yes, she chose to go to a small island in the Indian Ocean, find a beautiful beach, and pull a bag full of gas over her head. After a minute, she’ll black out. In five minutes, her exhausting brain will be starved of oxygen and irrevocably damaged. Ten minutes, and she’s gone. “K, bye.” No pain, and no flaw in her thorough plan. Except. . .it would be awkward if some brazen-faced stranger ripped the bag when the stopwatch showed eight minutes.
But the bucket list Joy never had says there are still parties to be gatecrashed, soulmates to be chased, scenes from Titanic to be acted out, fish to be saved, hearts to be broken and mended, fistfights to be taken part in, lies to be believed and truths to be forgotten, wetsuits to be worn to your ex-boss’s office, subway cars to be danced on, police stations to be escaped from, laughter epidemics to be set in motion, and even riots to be started. The helium tank is patient; it can wait.
This is a carefree story about depression, and a wistful story about the love of life.
Saskia’s Skeleton:
Saskia, a one-eyed 10-year-old girl, meets a skeleton in the Spooky Woods and, delighted with his tailcoat and the bird nesting in his ribcage, befriends him; together, they go on to have many horrible adventures and find themselves in a lot of wonderful trouble.
Saskia lives in a castle with her Princess and Franz (a nice-cat-turned-nasty-human), attends Bastilly’s School for the Ungifted, Average, and Unchosen, and dreams of becoming a circus acrobat. Apart from her being frequently bullied by her proper classmates, Saskia’s life is charmed—that is, until she invites a skeleton over for dinner.
Before she knows it, proper grown-ups kidnap Saskia and take her to the Prison for Children Who Did Something Wrong. There, Madam Horridan, who Saskia suspects might be a wicked hag, tries to convince the girl that her castle is a decrepit eyesore, her Princess is sick and needs to take metal pills, and her friends Franz and Skeleton aren’t real.
Saskia, Skeleton, and Charlie (another prisoner, who can run faster than anyone else despite having a wooden leg) must use their talents to escape from the Prison and rescue the Princess before she receives the Extra Painful, Ultra Dangerous, and Occasionally Effective Lightning Treatment. The Princess’s well-being is not the only thing at stake: Madam Horridan is determined to turn Saskia into a proper child and separate her and the Skeleton forever.
The Loneliest Whale:
Joy Ramonnes’s life is odd enough as it is, what with passersby freezing like jammed holograms under her balcony and never recovering, and her best friend, Julius Artin, being the epitome of social awkwardness. (The latter can be excused, of course, considering that when Julius looks at people, he sees their source code, combinations of letters and numbers, instead of their faces.)
But this particular day is decidedly over the top: It’s one thing to miss her ship to India, but quite another to almost kill a stranger who calls himself Whale and claims to be a member of an ancient and superior human subspecies that for centuries have been recruiting millions of ordinary people and altering their genes in order to ensure humankind’s survival through every possible cataclysm.
Now, thanks to her clumsiness, Whale is cut off from his kind’s collective consciousness—an event unprecedented and, for that reason, eerie—and she has to help him find a way to reunite with his family, and quickly, for a new mysterious danger is hovering in the air. Joy, however, is a little distracted by the fact that there seems to be something wrong with her eyes. Something strange, alien stares at her out of her own pupils, and Joy’s about to find out that all of these crazy things are little puzzle pieces that together comprise one huge, even crazier picture.
This is a fairly heartwarming and occasionally witty (but oftentimes silly) sci-fi novella that will make you want to look yourself in the eye. . . . Or not. Maybe, it will make you never want to meet your own gaze.
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