My problem with the Raven Cycle quartet is that it's so good and I love it so much, I don't know how to talk about it. I try and think of legitimate points of discussion and how to describe them in such a way that eloquently gets across what I want to say and also convinces you that seriously, you need to be reading these books, but it quickly devolves into all-caps keyboard smashing and unintelligible howling (merely yelling is for lesser books). If I were going to talk about it, I would tell you the Blue Lily, Lily Blue is a spectacular, magical daydream with a touch of nightmare creeping around the edges. I'd tell you that Maggie Stiefvater's prose is so vibrant, so alive, so individually hers that it becomes a character in it's own right. It's like powering a ley line. She takes a series of random, unconnected elements and places them just so that they come alive in such a way you're left wondering why you ever thought they were unconnected in the first place. I'd tell you that her