My fav is problematic: Leigh Bardugo. 
 -She's perfect 
 -Like seriously leave some talent for the rest of us 
 -She writes sexy men with no promise that they're actually real 
 -Her books are perfect 
 -Who even does that 
 -There was no cameo of me in a bathrobe and pizza rolls, as per discussed on Twitter a few months back. 
 I'm searching for the right things to say about this book, but I guess the only thing I have to put to words is that this book is so good, I want to fuck it. I would fuck the shit out of this book. Risking the paper cuts. I want to have sex with this book. My kindle just sprouted legs and scuttled away from me as I typed that. Just kidding. If you don't think I bought the sexy, sexy hardback, you don't know me at all. Hard. Back. 
 Let's be real, it's hard for me, as a person who dedicates a vast amount of my time nagging for Leigh's attention online, it is very hard for me to isolate her grace and kindness from the finished product. 
 Haha just kidding, this finished product is fucking amazing. This reminded me why I sought her attention in the first place. Leigh Bardugo knows everything I ever wanted as a reader and she delivers, every fucking time. If you want breadth and depth into wonderful characters, you got it. Kaz is... the greatest. Inej my favorite thing put to paper. Nina is the queen of my heart. All these characters are delightful rascals. I want them in my house under curfew so nothing bad happens to them. I want them at my wedding. I want to throw a sleepover and braid everyone's hair. I want to face death with these people. 
 Bias aside, Read Six of Crows. Read Six of Crows. Completely hype-worthy. Leigh Bardugo can tell a fucking story, and as soon as I heard this premise I had chills because I knew she was in her element. Even though my enthusiasm dipped a bit pre-release, just based on a distrust of the explosion of promotion, my faith was restored from page one. 
 My only complaint is that both female Crows are in some state of peril at the end of the book, and the men are worn down and trying to save their respective love interests and friends, but that's also because the bargaining chip of suspense is being very well used against us by having my two favorite characters in so much danger and left hanging. Leigh has the winning hand, we're just waiting for it to play. This is similar to my pain over limited S&B references. Each one had me choking, but I wanted so much more. I think the hardest, most painful part of this book was there were moments where I was waiting for Genya, Mal, Alina, Sturmhond, even the Darkling to step in a take up their parts in the story. And whenever they weren't there I wanted to cry. 
 I will say one or two aspects were a bit predictable. But when you can't trust anyone in the Barrel, I'm fine with letting that slide because it's about how you handle the surprises.