Less work this month than previous months. On the plus side; a lot of books read! 🙂
29 books read in September, that’s not bad. I think probably on the the best months this year. Not many short stories read; one from Nuslinger (God I have forgotten that one again) and a 5 graphic novels. One DNF Friction by Sandra Brown.
Best books this month:
After You by Jojo Moyes
The Fox by Frédéric Brrémaud
Close Your Eyes by Michael Robotham
The Sea Keeper’s Daughters by Lisa Wingate
Friction by Sandra Brown
I read Wicked as They Come a couple of years ago and thought the book was quite OK, but I never read the two books that came after since they weren’t about the characters from the first book. Not that I don’t want to read the books. I will probably do that I just wasn’t that interested at the moments to read about other characters. Anyway, then this book showed up on NetGalley and it was the conclusion of Criminy and Tish story and that I felt was a story I must read.
I admit that I didn’t remember that much from the first book, but it came back to me as read on.
Tish is still human she can’t give up that and become a bludwomen since that means she would have to cut of all ties with her old life on Earth and never see her nana again. Then, she decided after a conversation about vampires with her nana that why not bring nana to Sang and let Criminy make her a bludwoman? So, she does that and that decision set in motion all whole lot of stuff for Tish and Criminy.
There are several times during the book that I thought that the decision to make nana an bludwoman was the stupidest idea ever and Criminy should never ever have agreed to that. That until the ending when it actually started to make sense. I fully understand nana or Ruby as she wanted to be called that after being sick for so long she wanted her own life and I think that Tish idea of bringing her nana over to Sang was a bit selfish. She wanted her nana well again and in her life. Instead, she got to see nana turn into Ruby and not at all act as her nana any more. Then, Ruby disappears from the caravan and Tish must go after her and get her back since Ruby is still her nana.
The story in itself isn’t really that complicated or anything, I mean I have forgotten so much from the first book that when the bad characters made it into the story didn’t I really know who they were and what they had down (it all became clearer when it was explained). I was a bit lost to why for instance someone that should remain nameless wanted revenge.
But one thing I really liked was the humor that made the book worth reading. Of course there are a couple of sex-scenes and a couple of drinking blud scenes, this is still a book about vamp…I mean bludmen. Well the sex-scene in the air balloon felt a bit to much and really didn’t bring much to the story.
All and all. I do think you should read the first book in this series, before you read this one. I mean the story isn’t that complicated. You will probably get most of it. But take it from me, it’s hard to read the ending when the big bad person is reveled and all you can think is “right who’s that was that person in the first book?”
Also, damn that good looking cover. All the books in this series have gorgeous covers. And, I’m not even that fond of half naked men on covers, but Criminy looks so good!
Thanks to Gallery, Threshold, Pocket Books and NetGalley for providing me with a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest review!
I have never really thought about how life must have been those 13 days 1962 during the Cuban Missile Crisis. I have read about it, seen documentaries about it and seen movies about the days. But I have never really thought about how it must have been like in America during those days, with little knowledge about what was going on in the White House and in Soviet and still having to go on with your life as usual.
For the Avery family is it time for the Homecoming and the daughter in the family has a date with a boy from Cuba whose family is still there. They try to get on with their lives, the mother in the family is about to break down from stress and inner tumult and the father is doing everything he can to keep his family together. And, then a relative comes to their town. Someone they all thought had died and with that arrival a long buried secret is reveled.
I think what makes this story so compelling to read is that the story about the Avery family would be an OK read in any context, it’s a good story, but it gets even better with the Cuban Missile Crisis in the background because as they struggle with everyday problems during the 60s they also have to face that this could be the start of WW3 and any moment a missile could end their lives. I mean this could really be the last ever Homecoming.
I liked this book because it got me to picture an American family during a difficult historical time. It got me to feel with them and it gave me greater understanding of the how lives must have been back then. It gave me so much reading this book. The Cold War may be over, but war never ends…
Deleted scene from the book:
In this scene, on Saturday, October 27, 1962, the darkest day and night of the Cuban Missile Crisis, 17-year-old Charlotte Avery drives to Saint Charles Catholic Church in search of Emilio, her date for the Homecoming Dance.
The hard rain had everyone scurrying, umbrellas lowered, oblivious to the cars attempting to park. She made two passes through the lot before finding an open spot then dashed into the sanctuary where the noise level was an unrelenting roar. She’d never been in a Catholic Church before. The gold leaf, the slanted tables full of gleaming candles, the spicy smoke of incense surprised her. She’d been stopped short by an odd sense of trespass. Forgive us our trespasses. The pews were jam-packed with people, most of them on their knees praying or weeping. Long lines snaked along the walls on both sides, shuffling toward the small wooden doors where, apparently, priests were hearing confessions.
Initially, she stood at the back beside a raised stone basin, until a woman carrying an infant came running in, dripping wet, screaming for a priest. “My baby needs christening now! Now, I tell you! I won’t let her wind up in limbo!” the mother wailed, then sank with hoarse, hiccupping sobs into a folding chair.
Attempting to walk down the left side aisle past the line, searching the faces for someone, anyone she knew, she was stopped by an angry looking couple and told, “No cuts!”
That left the center aisle. Shyly, uncomfortably, she made her way there. Halfway down on the end, she spotted Vivian, the lady who worked at Parisian Dry Cleaners, head bowed and covered with a black lace shawl.
“Vivian, excuse me,” she whispered, lightly touching her shoulder. It had startled the woman so she nearly dropped the beaded necklace she held in her hands. “I’m looking for Father Tom. Do you know him?”
“Father Thomas?” Vivian repeated, pronouncing it Toe-MOSS. She pointed a long finger toward the front, the door at the left. “Try the Social Hall across the courtyard.”
Outside, she was forced to turn sideways to make her way through the tight knots of two, three, or four people huddling beneath their umbrellas in tense conversations. Winding through the crowd, she heard snatches about “Senator Keating…,” “…papal intercession?” “…complete disarmament!” and, from the last group of all women, “his parents in Ft. Lauderdale,” and “Poor Jackie and the kids.”
The Social Hall was a lot like the crowded cafeteria at school. In fact, she wondered if it was the cafeteria for the kids who attended Bishop Moore School. Off to the side, in the doorway to the kitchen, she spotted a big burly priest, caught his Irish accent, and moved to stand in front of him. “Father Tom?” she asked, suddenly breathless. “I’m Charlotte Avery, looking for Emilio.”
“Hello, young lady. Emilio? Why he’s…”
“Here, right here.”
She turned and Emilio was there, smiling. And right then, in front of him, the priest, and everybody, she burst into tears. When Emilio stepped forward to comfort her, she crumpled against his chest. Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around his waist and sobbed into his shirt. Eventually, he led her to a quiet corner where, because there were no chairs, they sat on the floor—she with her back against the wall while he sat in front her, shielding her from the rest of the room.
“The thing is…,” she told him, blowing her nose on a wad of napkins someone had handed him, blotting tears with the sleeve of her sweatshirt. “…in the beginning, I never wanted any of this homecoming stuff. Really! But then…,” she sniffed, “you asked me to the dance, and we had so much fun at the parade, and now…well, now, it’s supposed to be our big night and this, all this…” She waved her hand at the room, the church, the whole wide world. “…has happened. Why? And why now? It’s just all so…inconvenient!”
Emilio chuckled at that. “Oh, mija,” he said warmly, “life can be inconvenient, especially when it involves a crazy person like Fidel…”
“Or my mother, at the moment.”
“Oh, I promise you, your mother’s no match for Fidel in the loco department. Honestly, our best hope is that Khrushchev realizes how crazy Fidel is before he gives him the codes to anything. But, in the meantime, Charlotte, life can be fun as well. That’s why I’m here, no? To make sure we have the most fun night ever, yes?”
“Yes and yes,” she told him. “Thank you.”
Later, walking out the door, someone pressed a flyer into her hand—EIGHT SIMPLE AIR RAID RULES. She dashed to the truck, tossed it onto the seat, and headed home.
Turning on the radio, she heard the “special breaking news” of a Pentagon announcement. Turning onto her street, she made up her mind. If this was it, if they were all bound for a white-flash-mushroom-cloud death, she wouldn’t cower in their shelter, or drop into the cringing shame of duck-and-cover, chin on her knees, arms over her head. At school, at her height, she’d only ever half fit under the desk anyhow. No! She would walk out, with dignity, to meet her fate. And yet… and yet, her heart cried as she pulled the truck into the carport. I don’t want to die! Not now, when I’m just starting to live!
An Impartial Witness is the sequel to A duty to the Dead and I was eager to read this book since this series has become a favorite of mine.
It’s the early summer of 1917 and Bess Crawford is returning home from the trenches of France with a convoy of wounded men. One of the patient is Lt. Meriwether Evanson, a pilot who has been burned beyond recognition and he clings to life much thanks to his wife Marjorie whose picture he has pinned to his tunic. But Bess notices a woman on a London train station that is bidding farewell to an officer and she recognize the women. It’s the pilots wife. But the man isn’t her husband. She then discovers back on duty in France that the woman has been murdered and Scotland Yard is asking for information from anyone that saw her that day.
Bess informs the police about what she knows, but it’s not enough information since she can describe the man the woman was with, but she doesn’t know who he is and soon she starts her own inquiry to learn who killed Marjorie. But it’s a frustrating case, and it seems that the killer may be getting away with murder and send an innocent man to the gallows.
I felt that this book was not as engrossing to read as the first book, still very good, but there were moments in the book when I felt that the pacing was a bit slow and I wanted the story to progress a little bit faster. Not that the story was bad, I mean there were several people in the book that could have been the murderer and it wasn’t like I guessed right away who it was. I found the story picked up speed towards the end when a man that Bess had befriended was accused of murder and she had to fight to clear his name. Then, the story got more intense and I loved the ending.
I like Bess Crawford very much, she is a well written character and I like the fact that even though everyone in the book seem to think that she has more than friendly feelings towards the accused man she is trying to save is she just his friend. Not that I wouldn’t mind her finding some happiness (I have read A Pattern of Lie, the perfect man is out there for her she just has to see it), but she isn’t a woman that is easily swept of her feet. And, that is something I like.
Thankfully the book had a strong beginning and ending and, despite me feeling that the story dragged here and there in the middle was it a good book and I wasn’t sure in the end it would end happily.
Owl is back!
I have wanted to read the next book in this series since I read the first book; Owl and the Japanese Circus. And, I’m quite pleased to say that the story is even better in this book. That doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy the first book. But since the introduction to the supernatural world and its beings had been dealt with in the first book could this book focus more on the continuation of Owls adventures and less getting to know the characters and all the supernatural
Someone is impersonating Owl and stealing objects and now it seems that the person has stolen cursed objects that kill whoever touches them. Owl must now steal them back and clear her name. Thankfully she has helped; her best friend Nadja, Owls boyfriend Rynn and, of course, her cat Captain. Also, in this book, we finally get to meet Carpe face-to-face in the real world instead just as a gaming partner to Owl. And, I have to admit, I think he really is my favorite character. Well, he and Captain of course. It’s just something special with the hacker elf. I mean I haven’t anything against Rynn. But I wouldn’t mind some Owl and Carpe action in the future. Also, the messenger Hermes had a small part in this book. I liked him very much too and hope to see more of him in the future. Someone I’m not as sure I like is Rynn’s cousin Artemis. I mean I started with liking him, he was so different from Rynn, but in the end. Well let’s say he kind of messed up a bit and that was too bad since I found him to be quite an interesting new addition to the story.
This book was really good, action from the beginning to the end. Plenty of hilarious moments especially since Owl doesn’t know when to shut up and keep getting in trouble all the time. I’m looking forward to the next book in the series!
One thing; the cover. I prefer the cover to Owl and the Japanese Circus. I just don’t fancy this cover that much. The cover to the first book is just so beautiful, this one not so much.
Thanks to Gallery, Threshold, Pocket Books and NetGalley for providing me with a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest review!
I want you to think about the next time you see your grandmother how it would be if you would wake up in her body when she was young and then have to marry your own grandfather and give birth to your mother. That’s sounds quite insane I know, but that is what happened to Shay Garrett in this book. She wakes up in the year 1900, in her grandmother Brandy McCabe’s body.
It’s a really good book, not perfect, I found the parts in the book about Shay in the past and Rachael growing up the best. But the ending with Brandy in Shay’s body was just not as good. I mean I felt for her, but personally I found it was far more interesting to read about someone getting used to life in the past than life in the future.
But it sure was an interesting book to read and I recommend this one to anyone that likes time-travel books!
I received this copy from Open Road Media through NetGalley in return for an honest review! Thank you!
I’m reading Nunslinger: The Complete Series, but I thought it would be easier to rate every book as I finish them before I rate all of them as one.
It’s taking me forever to read this book. I think the problem is that it’s divided into books instead of chapters so even though I plan to read a book a day is it more like I read a book and then forget about the whole book for a while and then I have to remember what happened in the last book before and then I read one book and forget to read for a while again. I’ve been doing this since late last year…
The books are OK, they aren’t boring to read, I just can’t seem to get myself devoted to the book and read it all instead of reading one book at the time. The books aren’t that long around 60 pages long. But I will try to get this book finished before 2016!
Sister Thomas Josephine is still on the run and I have a feeling that it’s just not going to get easier for her since it’s a couple of books left to read…
I received this copy from Hodder & Stoughton through NetGalley in return for an honest review!