Showing posts with label Not A Romance. Show all posts
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November 18, 2023

Library Loot Mini-Reviews: Celebrity Memoirs

Down the Drain
Don't ask me why I decided to read Down the Drain by Julia Fox - because I couldn't tell you. Before starting the audiobook I was operating under the assumption that she was famous for dating Kanye West. I'd never heard of her, she hitches her wagon to him, they break up, suddenly she's everywhere. I walked away from this book learning a few things: 1) Fox is what I call "New York City Famous" and 2) She can write her face off (I'm taking her at her word that a ghostwriter wasn't employed). Kayne doesn't actually show up until you're 90% of the way through, and honestly he's the least memorable (or interesting) part of this story.

What we have here is one of those seedy-underbelly memoirs.  There was a movie in the 1990s called Kids that a lot of people thought was edgy, raw and therefore, good.  It was not. It was Rosario Dawson's big break however - which I think is why people remember it. Anyway, this memoir is like Kids times 1000, with some acid thrown on top for good measure.  Shuttled between Italy and New York, the book details Fox's relationship with her parents (who had a volatile marriage, to put it mildly), her growing up much too fast, running the streets of New York, an abusive relationship with a drug dealer, her own drug habit, her partying, her work as a dominatrix, her relationship with a sugar daddy, her own trips to jail and psychiatric hospitals, and finally her modelling and acting careers.  If you want some rubber-necking sleaze, this is it.  But it's also well-written with an impeccable sense of place. I can't say I'm now a Julia Fox fan per se, but she can write - and I hope she continues to do so.

Final Grade = B+

When I first heard that Britney Spears was writing a memoir I knew it was going to be a BIG - which doesn't make me particularly smart, just not totally dense. I put myself on a stupid long library wait list and scored a "skip the line" copy on Friday. By Saturday I was finished.

I highly recommend consuming The Woman In Me via audiobook.  Much hay has been made over Michelle Williams' impersonations of Justin Timberlake and Mariah Carey, but it's her ability to convey the emotional vulnerability and rage of Britney's story that steal the show. Getting her to read this was not only genius, but a triumph.

I'll be frank, this isn't a particularly well-written memoir. The early portion, detailing Britney's childhood and rise to fame, feels very paint by numbers (I did this, then this happened, so on and so forth).  The main course doesn't arrive until the Timberlake break-up and her marriage to Kevin Federline.  Look, a lot has been made about Timberlake being a douche (which really - people are surprised by this?) and on the outside looking in I think most of us knew Federline's game early on - but I walked away truly understanding why Britney allowed herself to get sucked in by these two leeches.  Bless her heart, she's a people-pleasing nice Southern girl who had terrible examples at home.  The kind of girl who wanted to perform and make people happy.  The kind of girl who wrote thank-you notes and called adults (regardless of their age) "sir" and "ma'am." The kind of girl who took all those good Southern manner lessons to heart.  

She didn't stand a chance.

On top of all that, throw in the rise of the paparazzi, the Internet gossip machine and having 2 babies in 2 years? Maybe if she'd been more of an ice queen like Madonna - then maybe things would have spun out differently. But here was a young woman drowning and instead of throwing her a life preserver, a safe haven, the people around her were tossing chum into the water for the sharks.

Her account of the conservatorship is jaw-dropping and horrifying. Her words show a vulnerability and rage in these chapters that is breathtaking.  Again, is it well written? Not really. Quite frankly, I've read better (see Fox's memoir above). But there's a viscerally raw honesty in Britney's words, coupled with Williams' reading, that is impossible to ignore or dismiss.  

It's a slim book (only 6 hours on audio), but it packs a wallop.  I hope it's the first step in many of Britney taking her life back and making no apologies, to or for anyone, ever again.  Live your best damn life girl.

Final Grade = A

August 9, 2023

Library Loot Mini-Reviews: To Gore or Not To Gore

I saw a mention of Dead of Winter by Darcy Coates somewhere and even though my only previous experience with this author was a rather workmanlike Gothic, I was all in from the jump. What we have here folks is straight-up cotemporary horror suspense and I inhaled every gruesome word of it.

Christa is heading to a secluded lodge in the Rocky Mountains at the behest of her boyfriend with a small tour group when disaster strikes.  When their bus gets stuck on the road thanks to a downed tree, the boyfriend convinces Christa to go to a nearby lookout point. She thinks he's going to propose, what really happens is the weather kicks up, they get lost, they get separated and Christa eventually finds herself taking shelter in a hunting cabin. That's where the rest of the tour group finds her.  She thinks they're safe. They just need to wait out the epic snow storm.  Um, yeah - not so much.

What we have here is part locked-room and part survival story.  Then the bodies start dropping and the paranoia sets in.  I'm a sucker for suspense stories with survival, man vs. elements plots and this one is compulsively readable.  It's also fairly gory.  I have a high tolerance for gore but for those of you who don't two words: multiple decapitations.  I had the whodunit pegged early on, but the motive kept me guessing and Coates does a good job with misdirection and red herrings.  

A couple of things of note however: 1) this book desperately needed an epilogue.  There's some loose threads regarding a couple of characters I wanted tied up.  Also 2) Coates is Australian, which fine. I can read things like tyres instead of tires.  What wasn't fine?  Christa is American (OK, US'ian) and the story is set in the Rocky Mountains. When Christa is sizing up a secondary character she would not gauge his weight in kilos.  Unless they're a transplant from somewhere that the metric system is the standard unit of measure - nobody in the US thinks in kilos in terms of weight.  Yes, I'm nitpicking - but let me tell you how much that yanked me right out of the story and had me Googling to see where the author was from.

Final Grade = B+

It's thanks to the SoCalBloggers (waving to Nikki!) that I picked up The Soulmate by Sally Hepworth.  If you like suspense, but aren't a fan of gore, this one may be more in your wheelhouse.  It's domestic suspense but without an unreliable narrator or gaslighting!  A dang unicorn!

Pippa and Gabe have an idyllic marriage.  Blissfully in love, two beautiful daughters, and a picturesque home on a beach cliffside they couldn't believe they were lucky enough to afford.  It was after they moved in that they realized why they could afford it.  Unbeknownst to them, there's a portion of the cliff that is a "favorite" spot for people contemplating suicide. With the first person they see, Gabe goes out to talk to them. Charming and disarming Gabe has so far talked down seven people from the cliff.  Then, there's number eight, which is where the book opens.  This woman jumps.  And Pippa was watching from the window.  It sure looked like that Gabe may have...pushed her? No, that can't be right. 

What follows is a story told in alternating points of view between Pippa and the dead woman, Amanda.  Yes, a dead woman is one of the narrators. I know it sounds cheesy, but it actually works.  What also works is how the author ultimately ends up weaving their stories together - it's pretty clever actually.

I kept expecting this story to take a sinister, Machiavellian turn, but it never does.  This is what I call "disquieting suspense." Also, mental illness plays a fairly healthy role in this story - the sort of mental illness that many readers may have experience with in their daily lives.  This will either be a good thing or a bad thing depending on your point of view.  It worked for me, but I'm also not living with mental illness directly in my day-to-day personal life so....mileage is going to vary here.

A quick, engaging listen on audiobook and it's the book that helped pull me out of the dreadful slump I went through in June/July - so bravo!

Final Grade = B+

January 29, 2023

Mini-Reviews: Suspense Round-Up

While my reading mojo has been pretty decent for the start of 2023, my blogging mojo is still on life support. I used to be the girl who would write up to three blog posts a week and these days getting one done feels a bit like climbing Mt. Everest. So in a bid to not let this blog stagnant, plus provide proof that I have been reading, it's time for another round of mini-reviews - the all suspense edition!


Monkey in the Middle byLoren D. Estleman is the 30th book in the author's Amos Walker series, which began back in 1980. Amos was old school back then, which means in a modern digital age he's practically a dinosaur. I've got a thing for hardboiled PI types working "the mean streets" and Amos' beat is Detroit - which is a pitch perfect setting for crime novels given that the truth is usually more bizarre and corrupt than any fiction writer could cook up.  This time out Amos is hired (sort of) by a greener than grass would-be journalist who is in way over his head with an on-the-run government whistleblower. Complicating matters for Amos are a bestselling author with connections to the case, a media savvy (and hungry) defense attorney, and an assassin who Amos has a history with. Oh, and his ex-wife just passed away. 

I read Estleman for the writing (the man can turn a phrase) and the world-building. I stay to see how many jabs he can take at the Detroit Tigers and Detroit Lions.  This was a really solid read that kept me guessing and, per usual, I was sucked into Amos' world.  Then I got to the ending, which just didn't work for me. Out of the all the possible whodunits, Estleman went with the one that made the least amount of sense to me. I just didn't "get" the motive - and I'm a tidy reader who likes motive.  Also, by book #30 it's expected that stand-alone might be a bridge too far, but I've hop-scotched around this series so there was some series baggage here I didn't entirely "get." I still understood what was happening and who people were, but I think that aspect will work better for folks caught up on the series.

Final Grade = B-


Ghost 19 by Simone St. James is a novella that released on audio back in October 2022, and was published in eBook this month. I'm a major St. James fangirl and couldn't believe I lost track of the audio debut, and not wanting to wait for the eBook that's the format I went with.

Meh. I was disappointed in this.  St. James employs the slightly unhinged heroine trope which I've made no bones about admitting to the entire world I REALLY DO NOT LIKE IN SUSPENSE NOVELS I WANT ALL THE COMPETENT HEROINES GIVE THEM TO ME NOW!  

Ahem.  Anyway.  It's 1959 and middling actress Ginette Cox leaves New York City on the advice of her doctor who suggests she needs less "excitement" in her life. She rents a house upstate where she takes to watching her new neighbors a la Hitchcock's Rear Window. She's not in residence at 19 Howard Avenue for long when she starts hearing unearthly noises coming from the basement.  Oh, and she's trapped - she literally cannot leave the house. Is it a ghost or is it her own madness?

Look, I'm not a complete dunderhead. I get what St. James was doing with the whole misogyny late 1950s "hysterical" woman living an unconventional life society disapproves of thing - but I just couldn't with Ginette. She annoyed me. Oh and did I mention this mess of nerves somehow bags a man at the end of the book? The ghost story was suitably creepy and the crime compelling in a heinous way - but otherwise this left me cold. 

Final Grade = C-

Death by Smoothie byLaura Levine is the 19th book in the increasingly problematic Jaine Austen cozy series. Much like Stephanie Plum, these books follow a distinct pattern: 1) wacky antics by Jaine's parents who live in a condo community in Florida 2) Jaine's "mean girl" next door neighbor and Neiman Marcus shoe salesman, Lance, will be snide to her 3) Jaine's cat, Prozac, will get up to hijinks that taxes her patience 4) a dating disaster of epic proportions and 5) Jaine's incredibly unhealthy relationship with food and various food related jokes.

This time out Jaine lands a job as a script doctor for a new play based on the cult classic TV show, I Married a Zombie. The producer is a geek obsessed with the TV show and he and his equally geeky girlfriend are calling the shots. It's a dismal script, but it's a well-paying job and as a freelancer Jaine can't be picky. She starts second-guessing her choices though when Misty arrives on the scene and is cast in the lead role despite the fact that she's a terrible actress and more so a terrible person. Everyone (justifiably) hates her guts, but it's still a shock when her like-clockwork 3PM smoothie is poisoned.  Now everyone in the production is a suspect and it's up to Jaine to find the real murderer.

Look, I start each new book in this series knowing exactly what I'm going to get - which is why I picked up this entry when I did (after a particularly gut-wrenching romance read).  I wanted mindless brain candy fluff and that's what this book delivered. Also, Levine has a knack for keeping the mystery humming along, providing plenty of suspects and motives to choose from.  Unfortunately she chose poorly in this entry.  Nearly every secondary character has a reason to want Misty dead and yet the culprit is the one with the least believable motive of all.  Like, any other choice would have been better.  A solid entry that didn't stick the landing.

Final Grade = C

October 23, 2022

Review: Listen to Me

The last Rizzoli & Isles book came out in 2017. In case you're not keeping score that was five years ago. An eternity for a series (well, unless you're George RR Martin - in which case it would be the equivalent of a lunch break). In that time Tess Gerritsen has released a couple stand-alone novels, so I chalked this up to burn-out or possibly the end to the series. It's been so long since the last book I can't remember the plot other than Dr. Maura Isles made a disastrous romantic decision (old habits being hard to break) that pissed me right the hell off.  Seriously, still salty.  Anyway, when Listen to Me was announced I was really excited, scored an ARC for the July 2022 release and....there it languished on my Kindle until this month.  Because I am the worst. But also because Jane's mother Angela plays a healthy role in this story and for fans of the book series (the TV show is an entirely different kettle of fish IMHO) y'all know a little Angela goes a long way.  But in for a penny, in for a pound.
Murder never makes sense, but Boston homicide detective, Jane Rizzoli, has been called to a crime scene that is more senseless than usual. Sofia Suarez is found bludgeoned to death in her home. A widow, a nurse, well-liked by coworkers and neighbors alike. No enemies. No bad habits. The woman was so clean she squeaked when she walked. There have been some burglaries in the area, but nothing appears out of sorts in the house. Not ransacked, nothing obvious taken. It looks entirely random but Jane's not buying it. Someone wanted this woman dead, the question is who and why.

Meanwhile, Jane's mother, Angela, has finally settled into domestic (unwedded) bliss with Jane's former partner Vince - although he's currently out of town taking care of his sister who just had surgery. Angela is the kind of person who has lived in her home for years, knows the neighborhood and her neighbors - that's why she's concerned.  A new couple has moved in across the street and they're odd. They don't socialize. They keep to themselves.  They're installing bars on their windows. It's just not normal.  Then shortly after the new residents move in, a troubled teenage girl from the next street over goes missing.  Angela just KNOWS there's something wrong, but neither the local cops or her own daughter are taking her seriously.

I read this while traveling and it was a perfect cross-country airplane read. It kept me engaged, interested, and (most importantly with suspense novels) guessing.  I thought I would find the Angela storyline tiresome, but I really ended up enjoying it! Angela is "of a certain age" - which is code for nobody listens to her anymore. Vince is out of town. Jane is busy and dismissive in a way that daughters often are with exhausting mothers 😂. As the reader you waffle between Angela Being Angela and Yes, Something Is Rotten.  Gerritsen also keeps it twisting and turning between the standoffish new neighbors and the missing teenage girl who has a history of running away.

The mystery of the dead nurse also kept me guessing. What I liked about this story is that while I had a pretty good idea why she was killed (and turns out, I was right) I never was able to figure out how all the puzzle pieces fit together.  There's connections to be made and I never could see how it all fit - until Gerritsen starts tying it all together with the denouement. 

Maura's love life still pisses me off (it will never NOT so I guess I need to get used to it...) and while she is featured in this book she's not as integral a part of the main plot as Jane and Angela.  Which is fine. She's there to assist, like any good medical examiner and plays her part to perfection.

I really enjoyed this entry a lot. It's a good, solid read and should please fans of the series.  Now here's hoping Gerritsen doesn't wait another 5 years.

Final Grade = B+

June 4, 2022

Library Loot Reviews: Two "It" Suspense Novels

While my eyeball reading has been floundering like a beached fish in 2022, my audiobook listening has largely been on point thanks to bingeing mystery/suspense.  I recently leveraged my library card to listen to two "it" books that everyone seems to be talking about right now.  One was successful and one was...well, read on MacDuff.

There was already a ground-swell of buzz that Like a Sister would be Kellye Garrett's "breakout book" but it was Veena's review that pushed me over the edge to pick it up, and I'm glad I did.  

Lena Scott hasn't spoken with her half-sister, former reality TV star, Desiree Pierce in two years. The narcissism, the drugs, the complete disregard for the people who truly love her - Lena had enough. She walked away. Well, sort of. She's still stalking her sister's social media accounts.  That's how she knows Desiree is back in New York.  The New York Daily News is the one to tell Lena that Desiree is dead, of a suspected drug overdose. But right from the jump the whole thing smells wrong to Lena. Desiree did booze and coke, not heroin - and sure as hell Desiree wouldn't have stuck no needle in her arm.  Unless more has changed in two years than even Lena knows about.

What follows is Lena chasing down leads into her sister's death and trying to reconcile with her messy family situation.  Dad is a notorious hip-hop mogul who left Lena's mom to marry her BFF, and Lena was essentially caught in the groundswell of antagonism between the two. Meanwhile Desiree was the pampered princess turned party girl always chasing influence and fame.  That can make a girl a lot of enemies, but enough to kill her?

I am a sucker for suspense novels that explore the seedy side of celebrity culture and this one has it in spades, taking on reality TV and social media influencer culture in all it's grossness.  But I also loved Lena, back in a New York to work on her master's degree at Columbia and slowly unpacking her messy familial relationships.  I was a little lukewarm on the final whodunit, but upon reflection it "fits" and Garrett threw in plenty of twists and turns to keep me guessing and entertained.  A solid, enjoyable listen on audiobook.

Final Grade = B+


Sigh. A Flicker in the Dark by Stacy Willingham has already been sold to actress Emma Stone's production company because apparently nothing was learned when they decided to make a film adaptation of The Girl on the Train. That's right kids! We have another book with a female protagonist who is gorked out on booze and pills with trouble distinguishing between reality and her own paranoia!  Oh. Joy.

When Chloe Davis was 12-years-old her Daddy was convicted of murdering six teenage girls.  Twenty years later, living in Baton Rogue and on the cusp of getting married, Chloe is a respected psychologist who has just set up her own practice. Of course she's popping Xanax like Tic-Tacs and throwing back plenty of red wine, but minor details.  Then the first teenage girl goes missing, and then another.  Chloe sees parallels with her father's crimes and soon becomes even more paranoid when she discovers the missing girls are all connected to her in some way or another.

Apparently we aren't past the paranoid heroine gorked out on substances running off half-cocked trope.  As is always the case with this trope, you spend the majority of the book trapped inside the heroine's gorked out brain, which is about as fun for me to read as nails on a chalk board. Probably too much Marcia Muller and Sue Grafton reading as a teenager - I want all the Competent Heroine Porn I can get in mystery/suspense and Gorked Out On Substances ain't it.

Anyway, the other problem with this trope is you know where it's going before it gets there.  Of course it's going to be someone "close" to the heroine and Willingham only provides so many options (OK, two. Two options).  If you've been down this road before you know right off what the whodunit is going to reveal, and sure enough I did.  However, it's not all Wendy being a Crabby McCrabby Pants. Willingham does throw in a couple little twists to at least make the obvious denouement interesting.

The only reason I got through this was because I listened to it on audio and frankly I need something to listen to on my walk breaks during the work week.  The first 60% was pretty much an eye-crossing slog for me (have I mentioned how much I hate this trope?)  but once I got past the point of no return I inhaled the final 40%.  But this is where I get off the train. Willingham's next book is about a heroine who is gorked out of her skull because she suffers from insomnia.  Blergh.

Final Grade = C-

May 17, 2021

Review: The Obsession

Sometimes I fall for a book for nostalgic reasons. Such was the case with The Obsession by Jesse Q. Sutanto, a YA suspense novel about a girl with a mountain of secrets under the thumb of a creepy teenage boy stalker. Simply put, Teenage Wendy would have loved this book.  She would have probably read a copy from the school or local public library, then desperately saved up money to buy her own copy so she could draw little hearts in the margins.  Have I mentioned that Teenage Wendy was kind of bloodthirsty?  I occasionally strayed but by and large if the book didn't have at least one dead body in it, I wasn't interested.  I also was drawn to competent women from a very early age. Oh sure, the women could be in danger (see every book Mary Higgins Clark ever wrote) but they always pulled themselves out of it in the end.  So yeah, I was primed to love The Obsession from the start, and I did.

Delilah is a Daddy's Girl left adrift after her father dies in an industrial accident (that also was an environmental disaster). Her mother, also adrift, eventually starts dating Brandon, a local cop. Turns out though that Brandon is an abusive asshole, with both Delilah and her Mom bearing the brunt of his rages. They're stuck. They can't go to the cops. Brandon IS the cops. Now her Mom is talking about quitting the job she loves to keep control freak abusive Brandon happy and Delilah has to tread lightly if she wants to keep going to Draycott Academy, a ritzy prep school that her Dad's insurance policy is paying the tuition for. On her first day of school she catches the eye of Logan and that's when things go from bad to worse.

Logan was obsessed with a girl name Sophie. A girl who got hooked on drugs and tragically died. In fact, someone is dealing drugs out of Draycott, a case Brandon has been working on. Every one tells Logan that Sophie is just toying with him, using him, but he's IN LOVE and naturally goes off the deep end when she dies.  His mother finds evidence of his stalking, he tries to kill himself, and he's seeing the school counselor.  The kid is, quite frankly, a scary AF nutbag.  And then he sees Delilah, who looks so much like Sophie that it shocks him out of his funk and suddenly Logan is back to his old stalkerish ways.

The problem being that Delilah doesn't know yet that Logan IS stalking her.  One day, when she's home alone with Brandon, she snaps and Brandon ends up dead (Delilah definitely kills him, but to say more is a spoiler because oh it's just so fantastically gory!).  Logan, of course, catches the whole thing on camera - because he's a stalker. When Delilah finds out the cutest boy in school who likes her is actually a creepy AF stalker?  Well, she's stuck.  Because of course Logan is now blackmailing her with the video.

This sounds suitably dark and twisted - which, it is. What makes it great is that Delilah is a bit of a mouse on the outside, but when pushed to the breaking point our girl is all vengeful Valkyrie. Brandon's ex-partner is now sniffing around, Logan is controlling her every breath, and she's still got yet another whopper of a secret that she has to keep under wrap.  Delilah may seem like a mouse but ultimately she is a survivor, and when you back a survivor into a corner?  Bad things happen.

Is this nice book?  Well, no.  There's no ambiguous to the moral choices that Delilah makes over the course of this story.  She "wins" but at the expense of doing some really terrible things.  Is she justified in those terrible choices?  Certainly yes, you could say that - for some of them.  But like I said, Delilah has got many, many secrets.

Is Delilah a "bad girl?" Is she a "good girl?" Yes. And that's why I loved this book.  It's the how she's going to wiggle her way out of the mess that makes for compelling reading and the fact that our girl is a study in contrasts is a reason why, I'm sure, Sourcebooks has already tapped Sutanto to write a sequel.  Oh sure, everyone in Romancelandia may be talking about Dial A for Aunties right now, but I'll be over here hanging out with cunning, bloodthirsty Delilah thank you.  I'll also be watching my back.

Final Grade = A

April 25, 2021

Library Loot Mini-Reviews: Grifters, Tragedy and Second Chances

 I've hit a spat of decent reads lately, which is a good thing since so far 2021 is looking like my 3-Star reads are going to outpace my 4-Star reads (ugh, this always depresses me).  I'm still in the throes of "obligation reading" but in between I've been picking up books and audiobooks via The Day Job and that's where my recent hits have been.

Confident Women: Swindlers, Grifters, and Shapeshifters of the Feminine Persuasion by Tori Telfer is an engrossing listen on audiobook and the kind of true crime book I'd recommend to folks who 1) like true crime but 2) don't want a bunch of serial killer gore.  Telfer breaks down her chapters by "types" of female grifters: The Glitterati, the Spirituals, the Drifters etc.  She delves somewhat into what fascinates us about con artists (especially female con artists...) but it's not a deep dive psychological treatise.  This is very much a book for the layperson. 

For Romancelandia I highly recommend this book because there's a chapter on the woman who grifted Jude Deveraux and whoa doggie - it is A. STORY!  I left that chapter feeling very sorry for Deveraux, who comes off as a very unhappy and lonely woman (during that time).  Even before the tragic death of her young son, her ex-husband comes off as a sack of human garbage.  I've had the pleasure of meeting Deveraux once, when I'm pretty sure I babbled like a moron.  After this book, if I met her again, I'd have to hold myself back from engulfing her in a hug.

Final Grade = B

Monday's Not Coming by Tiffany D. Jackson was another listen/read on audio that I picked up as it was billed as a YA suspense novel. Set in Washington D.C., Charlotte returns from a summer trip to Georgia ready to start her final year of middle school.  Her BFF, Monday Charles, didn't write all summer - which is weird because they promised to write each other.  Now it's the first day of the 8th grade and Monday isn't there.  She's also not there the next day, or the next day, or the next day.  Worse still?  Nobody seems overly concerned about Monday's vanishing act except for Charlotte.  She goes to every grown adult we tell kids to go to when they suspect there is trouble: she tells teachers, her parents, she even goes to Monday's house and is roundly dismissed by Monday's piece of crap mother.  As the year wears on and Monday is still "not here" - Charlotte finds herself struggling.

A truth universally acknowledged is that teen readers tend to love tragedies and this book is the very definition of a tragedy.  It's hard to write a review for a book where almost everything is a spoiler, but I think it's fairly safe to say that things don't end well for Monday.  There's some pretty disgusting bullying at school (the popular rumor is that Monday and Charlotte are lesbians, which is seen as gross and shocking to the student population because kids are the literal worst), and also abuse.  I ugly-cried my way through probably the last 25% of this book.  

The writings structure is interesting - Jackson time-hops between "The Before," "The After" and "A Year Before The Before" so you get real time and flashbacks.  So even though Monday is never on page in the present, you still feel as the reader that you're getting to know her - which makes the impact of the finale that much more powerful.

A final note that as difficult and tragic as this story is to read, I appreciated that the author crafted a stable family unit for Charlotte but didn't make it all sunshine and roses.  She has two parents who love her, but her mother also has a history of miscarriages which casts a long shadow.  I can't think of any of my Romancelandia friends going for this book (it's a tragedy), but it's dynamite - truly.  

Final Grade = A

Not Quite A Husband by Sherry Thomas was a book club pick for my monthly Zoom chat with my "book girlies."  Byrony Asquith is a female doctor in Victorian London - practical, pragmatic, and aloof.  So it's a shock when she proposes marriage to Leo Marsden, Golden Boy Renaissance man.  The sun rises and sets on Leo basically.  However their marriage barely lasts the honeymoon, an annulment is granted, and Byrony essentially runs away - hitting one distant locale after another until she finally lands in middle-of-nowhere India.  That's where Leo finds her, sent by Byrony's half-sister to bring her home to London because their father is ill.

First things first, I love late Victorian era and Thomas can write her face off.  Also, I'm a sucker for a great marriage-in-trouble / second chance romance plus Byrony is older than Leo (4 years, I think?).  So there's a lot here I'm inclined to love.  So what's the problem?

Well, there's a heaping ton of dubious consent in this book - most of it occurring in the flashback scenes with Leo creeping into his wife's bedroom to have sex with her while she sleeps (yes, really) - this being after she's made it known that she's not terribly welcoming of his "attentions."  Then there's the story behind why their marriage failed - it's...wow. The hero isn't much of a hero for that and quite frankly I wanted Byrony to leave behind scorched Earth. I also felt for the first half like I was missing half of this story.  OK, so I haven't read the first book (Delicious) but given the hero in that book is a former boss for Leo's brother - like, how much could I have possibly been missing by reading out of order? (My guess? Not much).

But, here's the thing - this gets better the further I got into it and Thomas writes so well.  There's a scene at the end between the heroine and her father that is pure gold.  We find out that Leo had a thing for Byrony since they were kids (they grew up on neighboring estates) and I'm typically on board for prickly, complicated heroines.  Byrony is a very interesting heroine.

This was good, but with problems - the dubious consent being the biggest issue for me.  I think it's worth reading, but I'm not sure I'd recommend anyone drop their life and read it Right. Now.

Final Grade = B-

April 4, 2021

Library Loot Mini-Reviews: Two Recent (Good) Reads

 My reading time isn't my own at the moment "for reasons" and while it's been great for my reading output (deadlines!), I can't really say I've loved much of it.  It's mostly been tedium with a side dreadful. When I was a younger, baby blogger I used to blog about Every. Single. Book. I read.  No foolin'.  But now I'm too old and tired for such shenanigans.  That said, I do clock everything and write pithy reviews on GoodReads - so if you want to read all The Good, The Bad and The Ugly - be sure to follow me over there.

It's been weeks since I've blogged though, so I've decided I need to put something up here - which means y'all are getting two pithy, mini-reviews for books I actually have enjoyed in recent memory.  Neither of them romance.  OK, one of them is. Sorta, kinda.  Let's lead off with that one shall we?

The Switch
by Beth O'Leary was the March pick for my monthly book club / book girlies Zoom chat.  Not everybody was enthralled with it, and I'm pretty sure it was a DNF for one person - but I liked it!  And this being my blog, we all know I'm right 😜

Leena Cotton is an overachiever who has not dealt with her younger sister's untimely death from cancer some months earlier. This ends up manifesting itself into the mother of all panic attacks during a work prestation with a client (which she inevitably blows).  There's nothing for it. Her boss is ordering her on a two-month, paid sabbatical. Where do I find these bosses who offer up paid sabbaticals?  Oh yeah, I work in the public sector. Stupid Wendy - make better choices in your next life.

Anyway, Leena's grandmother Eileen is nearly 80 and her husband has left her for a dance instructor.  It wasn't a happy union, but it's still a blow - coupled with the loss of her granddaughter and her daughter (Leena's Mom) unraveling - it's a lot.  What follows is Leena and Eileen deciding to swap lives - Eileen will live in Leena's trendy London flat with her roommates, Leena will move into her grandmother's country cottage.  And when I say swap lives?  I mean everything. They both end up undertaking each others' various projects.

This is, quite firmly, in women's fiction.  Oh sure, you get two romances, and two happy endings (yes, Grandma gets a romance and HEA!!!!) but it's not the focus of the story. It's about grief, strained family dynamics, and in Leena's case, a romantic relationship that isn't as great as it appears.  That's actually my one solid quibble about this story - the pacing of the Leena's boyfriend plot drags out too long.  It's obvious she's not going to end up with this guy, but he hangs around for entirely too long.  That said, it was warm, cozy with just the right amount of angst to keep me interested. I liked it quite a bit.

Final Grade = B

I heard about Just As I Am by Cicely Tyson several months before it was published, and thinking "Hey, that's probably going to be interesting..." I recommended the audiobook edition to my library and when they ordered it I found myself on the holds list.  It came in for me right away, but the timing was off so I suspended the hold so others could enjoy. Well I finally checked it out and wrapped it up this weekend and OMG, this book is a triumph - I'm so glad Tyson finally decided to put her life on paper.

Tyson pretty much covers it all, from her childhood in New York City, her complicated relationship with both her parents, the birth of her daughter (her only child), her faith, her relationship with Miles Davis, her modelling and acting careers, and her multitude of friendships (oh man, the people she counted as friends!).

My only real quibble in this story was Bill Cosby. Tyson was friends with both Bill and Camille (his wife). I mean, she HAD to put them in the book - her and Miles got married at the Cosby home!  But she completely skips over Bill's fall from grace, arrest and conviction.  Her only reference to it is a mention of "he never laid a hand on me."  That's it.  Look, I get it - it's hard to talk about friends who turn out to be repugnant human beings, but the lack of talking about Cosby's crimes, juxtaposed against Tyson's opinions on feminism and civil rights is....something. It's not one elephant in the book, it's a whole herd. 

Also, while it didn't bother me, Tyson believed very firmly that she had a sixth sense and she had a very strong sense of faith. Many of the moments and milestones in her life she attributed to one, the other or both. Depending on what type of person you are Dear Reader, you'll either be like me (fine with it) or think it's pure hokum.  

Other than the Cosby thing, I loved this and was riveted by the audiobook.  Viola Davis' forward was poorly recorded (did they record it in an empty, cavernous warehouse?) and while it's a shame Tyson only reads the first chapter, primary narrator Robin Miles knocks this one out of the park.  If she's not nominated for an Audie next year we need to light everything on fire.

Final Grade = A

February 28, 2021

Series Review: Cass Raines, Private Eye

If there's one common thread I've seen among recent reader chatter is that between 2020 and the Pandemic many of us have turned to comfort reads. Comfort reads, for me, often carry a heavy dose of nostalgia with them - which helps explain why I am trash for female private detectives. I got hooked on reading through mysteries and spent many trips to the public library as a kid reading Nancy Drew and graduating to Sue Grafton and Marcia Muller.  So when I needed some female private eyes in my reading, @JayneChanger stepped in to recommend Broken Places by Tracy Clark - the first book in an #ownvoices series about a Black female Chicago PD detective who goes private.  I have since read all three books in the series (to date), with the fourth due out in late June 2021.  It's a low gore mystery series, with a light romance that comes into play, so I think romance readers may dig it - assuming of course you can get past the series set-up. 

Broken Places opens with Cass still on the Chicago PD. Cassandra "Cass" Raines and her partner are in pursuit of a suspect, a gang member, that leads to a Chicago rooftop.  The young Black man has a gun.  Cass is this close to diffusing the situation, talking the kid down, when "back-up" shows up. An incompetent bungler who is juiced in thanks to departmental and family connections. Next thing you know, Cass takes a bullet and the kid is dead.  This deeply affects Cass and the ensuing internal investigation goes just about the way you'd expect.  Cass turns in her badge and goes private.

Fast forward, and Cass gets a visit from Father Ray "Pop" Heaton. After her mother died of cancer when Cass was young, her father took off - leaving her in the care of her loving grandparents.  Pop stepped in to fill the void left by her father.  There's a been a recent spat of vandalism at the church and while Pop keeps brushing it off as no big deal - he still asks Cass to snoop around.  Before she can though Father Ray is found dead in the chapel - and who should be the lead detective on the case?  Yeah, the juiced-in incompetent bungler.  Pop's church is in a rough neighborhood so he's already half closed the case as a junkie robbery attempt gone wrong.  Yeah, this doesn't fly for Cass - Pop was family.  She's on the case, pissing off half the Chicago PD along the way.

This was a good, solid start to the series.  Cass was a little slow on the uptake during the final chapters, but a minor quibble.  I loved the Chicago setting and the cast of secondary characters surrounding Cass - including tenants in the apartment building she inherited from her grandparents, her BFF (a nun from a raucous Irish Catholic family), her former partner, and a childhood BFF now out of prison and determined to stay out.  Final Grade = B+

Borrowed Time has so far been the weak link in the series, but it's still an entertaining read. Business has been slow, and Cass has been paying the bills by delivering summonses to all manner of low-life. She's ready for a challenge.  She just didn't expect it from Jung Byson, her local diner's delivery guy who is a slacker / hippie type who likes to party.  His friend, Tim Ayers, a wealthy son of a prominent Chicago family, was found dead floating in Lake Michigan.  Police are calling it a suicide. Jung thinks Tim was murdered.  Jung is flaky as hell, but he's got money for her retainer, so Cass starts digging.  She immediately finds out her new client has not been forthcoming.  Namely, Tim was terminally ill.  Suicide seems more than plausible.  But one thing bothers Cass - namely there were no finger prints found on the yacht where Tim was living and from whence he jumped.  That smells hinky AF. Naturally the more Cass starts poking the more she runs afoul of the Ayers family and the Chicago PD. 

The story hinges on a pretty flimsy premise - namely that a private investigator would take on a case, and continue working on it, when the client "conveniently" keeps omitting information and lying by omission.  I had a hard time reconciling this, even though the mystery behind Tim's death is a good one.  But I enjoyed the time spent with Cass, revisiting Chicago and the menagerie of secondary characters.  Final Grade = B- 

What You Don't See might be my favorite, mostly because the case Cass is working on is once again personal.  Cass's former partner, Ben Mickerson, has been moonlighting as security for Vonda Allen - a magazine editor and local celebrity who is about to get her own syndicated talk show.  Someone has been sending her anonymous poison pen letters. Ben convinces Vonda's team to hire on Cass for an upcoming book tour since nobody (including Vonda) wants the cops involved.  Cass really doesn't want the job. Vonda has a reputation for being a mega-bitch diva (boy howdy!) but this is Ben asking.  It soon becomes apparent just how real the threat is though when Ben is stabbed while on duty.  Vonda's throwing up road-blocks and once again Cass gets on the wrong side of the Chicago PD - but Ben is family.  Cass tenaciously starts digging and unearths a whole mess of ugly skeletons in Vonda's closet.

Like Borrowed Time, Cass should have stayed far away from this case - but it's Ben asking, so it's an explanation that works for me.  Also, Vonda Allen is a piece of work yo!  Parts of the mystery are fairly obvious (right around the time Ben gets stabbed), but Clark writes it high-octane and it makes for a great finish.  Vonda's orbit is poisonous, with victims dropping left and right.  I finished this one and immediately went looking to see how long I was going to have to wait for Book 4.  Final Grade = B+

There's a number of dead bodies that have dropped so far in this series, but none of it graphically depicted (OK, so there's one dismembered body, but there aren't multiple gleeful pages written about a serial killer's work, for example).  But the event that leads to Cass quitting Chicago PD, is tough to read - especially in light of recent events. It's how Clark has blended the Chicago PD and the characters still in uniform that I've found compelling.  Also, the larger cast surrounding Cass is dynamite.  It's very Found Family.  Cass even gets a romance, a police detective who first appears in Book 1, manages to open the door a crack in Book 2, and by Book 3 they're "an item."  A new, burgeoning item, but an item nonetheless.

If you're a mystery fan, this is a series worth a look.  While Clark has won some awards for this series, it's a series still in it's infancy (only 3 books so far!).  Here's hoping her audience continues to grow because I'm hooked now and need more.

January 17, 2020

Guest Review: Good Girls Lie

Today the Bat Cave is hosting guest reviewer Janet Webb who many of you know from her writing at Heroes & Heartbreakers (RIP), Criminal Element, and as a longtime resident of Romancelandia. Welcome Janet! 

The title Good Girls Lie is a play on words since the girls who attend The Goode School in Marchburg, Virginia are bound by a strict honor code: the stricture against lying is listed first. The school and the town are both fictional although J.T. Ellison is an alumna of Randolph-Macon Woman’s College in Lynchburg, Virginia (class of ’91). Ellison said she has “woven pieces of the school’s legends and tragedies into this story, all put through my own creative lens.”

The first chapter is entitled The Hanging. Ellison paints a horrifying picture—the opposite of how you might imagine a pastoral, purposeful prep school.
The girl’s body dangles from the tall, iron gates guarding the school’s entrance. A closer examination shows the ends of a red silk tie peeking out like a cardinal on a winter branch, forcing her neck into a brutal angle. She wears her graduation robe and multicolored stole as if knowing she’ll never see the achievement. 
The scene quickly shifts back in time to the arrival of Ash Carlisle, a new student from Oxford, England. Dean Westhaven welcomes Ash into her inner sanctum and asks her over a perfectly prepared cup of Oolong tea if she remembers the words of the Honor Pledge. Ash dutifully recites it.
“I will hold myself and my fellow students to the highest standards. I pledge absolute honesty in my work and my personal relationships. I will never take a shortcut to further my own goals. I will not lie, I will not cheat, I will not steal. I will turn myself in if I fail to live up to this obligation, and I will encourage those who break the code in any way to report themselves as well. I believe in trust and kindness, and the integrity of this oath. On my honor.” 
A classic mystery trope is the stranger entering an environment that is rich with long-standing traditions and customs. What is more hide-bound than an elite girls boarding-school? Think of The Official Preppy Handbook: fitting in at a boarding school is all about knowing and following the unspoken rules, be it clothing, manners, or the all-important who you know and where you’re from. Ash is worried “about fitting in with the daughters of the DC elite—daughters of senators and congressmen and ambassadors and reporters and the just plain filthy rich,” but she is “more than” pretty and as for her intelligence, she’s off the charts: “she’s both book smart and street-smart, the rarest of combinations.” Whilst Ash muses about her acceptability in a new environment, Ellison lays down a troubling marker.
Despite her concerns, if she sticks to the story, she will fit in with no issues. The only strike against her, of course, is me, but no one knows about me. No one can ever know about me.
What could this mean? Why does Dean Westhaven have to remind herself to call Ash by the last name Carlisle, instead of Carr? Troubling information like this is meted out in trickles but what really informs Good Girls Lie is the dichotomy between everything the school publicly represents and the actions of the girls behind the gates. The Goode School is known colloquially as a “Silent Ivy,” a sobriquet that plays on the school’s phenomenal acceptance rate at the Ivy Leagues. Of each class of graduates, “a full 90 percent go traditional Ivy.”
It is a laudable record. Goode accepts only the best, guarantees a serious return on investment. And in turn, expects blood, sweat, and tears. And future endowments. Elitism costs. 
“Blood, sweat, and tears.” That’s a rather harsh description of high school, albeit a demanding girls-only prep school but Ash discovers the truth of it early on. Exhausted after dragging a huge suitcase up two flights of stairs, she looks at her information packet to find out the number of her room. It’s 214. A group of girls “point to the left as one, a flock of helpful, smiling little birds.” At the end of the hall, she finds the number written on a piece of paper, taped to a door. It’s a thoroughly gothic introduction to boarding school life.
Steeling myself, I open the door into…darkness. A heady, musty smell, overlaid with bleach. Across the room are two cobwebbed windows covered in smeary, dotted dirt. The floor is draped in tarps; neatly stacked ladders line the far wall, a row of paint cans in front of them. A fluorescent light swings from the ceiling. When I flip the switch, it comes to life with an ominous crackle. 
That’s not all Ash hears—outside the door are “peals of laughter.” Really? “Oh, ha, bloody ha,” she thinks. But isn’t hazing of new students traditional? Or is this an indication of how things are going to be? Ash’s insularity, combined with her British background, make it impossible for her to escape notice. She is quickly targeted by her fellow students, particularly Becca, a member of the senior class. Becca is a natural leader, luminous, intelligent, and brilliant at blowing hot and cold at Ash. Becca and her followers quickly uncover the mystery of Ash’s mysterious background although Ellison deftly inserts clues that indicate that there’s much more to Ash than meets the eye.

The “hanging” marks a shift in the plot, from uncomfortable scenes of bullying and competition to dark secrets and downright terror. A paragraph describing Good Girls Lie takes on a frightening resonance: “In a world where appearances are everything, as long as students pretend to follow the rules, no one questions the cruelties of the secret societies or the dubious behavior of the privileged young women who expect to get away with murder.” Getting away with murder in this venue means more than scamming someone or something and getting off scot free—at The Goode School, murder is brutal and inexplicable. Good Girls Lie is a complicated, absorbing tale that is painted in morally ambiguous shades of grey, not black and white.

March 3, 2019

Mini-Review: The Girl They Left Behind

Because I'm incapable of saying no, I've been neck-deep in what I call "obligation reading" since the dawn of the new year.  Sometimes this is a drag, and sometimes it's a way for me to flex my long dormant hardcore reviewing muscles, a reminder of those days when random books showed up on my doorstep and I read them.  Happily, most of what I've been obligated to read has turned out to be pretty good, which brings me to The Girl They Left Behind, a debut historical fiction novel, by Roxanne Veletzos.  It started out a bit slow for me, but caught fire once the Soviets got their claws into eastern Europe.

Inspired by family history, the story opens with an abandoned girl, no more than a toddler, being found outside an apartment building.  Her parents, fleeing into the night from the Bucharest pogrom, are faced with an impossible decision, ultimately leaving their daughter behind.  She is found by a building resident and taken to a nearby orphanage where she is adopted by a wealthy couple, Anton and Despina Goza.

Despite World War II raging across Europe, life is good for the Goza family.  Little Natalia is doted on, attends Catholic school, and is becoming an accomplished piano player.  Despina is a consummate hostess and Anton the successful owner of a stationary store, after a childhood of poverty and desperation.  There are atrocities all around them, and they carry on - until the war draws to a close, the bombings begin without ceasing, and Romania is "liberated" by the Soviets.  The Iron Curtain falls and life as the Goza's knew it is over.

The story is told in three parts - going from Anton and Despina, to Natalia, to Victor, a young man that Anton befriends during the war who becomes a high ranking official in the Communist government.  And behind the curtain is the story of Natalia's birth parents.  The young couple forced to make an impossible decision in the hopes they will all survive and be reunited one day.

It took me a while to sink into this story.  The first part, covering the adoption is necessary as set-up, but not as riveting as the latter portion of the book, when the tale shifts to an older Natalia's viewpoint and we get the tightening of the Soviet noose around the Romanian people.  To be perfectly frank, World War II as a historical fiction backdrop has taken on a been-there-done-that feel.  What's been less common is post-War stories.  Stories of people "liberated" by the Soviets.  In other words, yeah war is over - but at what cost?  And this story, in part, addresses that.

Since this blog is largely frequented by romance readers, the question probably foremost on your minds is: "Sure Wendy, but does it have a happy ending?"  Well?  Sort of?  Bittersweet is probably the best way to put it.  Natalia finds answers to what became of her biological parents, but it's not a book where everyone is reunited at the end, holding hands, singing Kumbaya and sharing bottles of Coca-Cola in a meadow.  It ends the way, I suspect, it did for many Eastern European immigrants post-World War II.  Trying to carve out better lives for themselves and reunite with the loved ones still back in the old country, stuck behind an Iron Curtain slowly suffocating them.

After a slow beginning I really fell into this story.  It was very engrossing in parts, and I learned stuff - which is always an added bonus when reading historical fiction.  This debut novel has garnered a fair amount of praise and it's easy to see why.

Final Grade = B

February 24, 2019

Review: Finding Dorothy

I've always been fairly upfront about my dislike for the fantasy genre.  Nothing against the genre as a whole, it's just really not my thing. At all. Honestly, it's fairly shocking I enjoyed the Harry Potter series as much as I did - although it should be noted I haven't gone back to revisit it with the same regularly as I would say, oh favorite mystery series.  Still, it's kind of shameful to admit that I never have read, nor have the desire to, the Oz books by L.Frank Baum. Finding Dorothy by Elizabeth Letts would therefore be a book that I, normally, would not pick up on my own.  However, Wendy Can't Seem To Say No. I'm helping out a former employer with an author event soon and this would be "homework reading."  It's an excellent example of being forced into reading something that turned out to be pretty great.

L. Frank Baum has been gone for 20 years by 1938 when his widow, Maud Baum (now 77 years old) shows up on the MGM studio lot to ensure Hollywood doesn't completely trample over her husband's legacy.  She essentially needs to strong arm her way through the gates and into the offices of Louis B. Mayer - but is indulged long enough to be invited back to witness some of the filming...even if she's been unable to get her hands on a final script that seems to change on daily basis.

This is a time slip novel, alternating between the filming of the movie and Maud's past.  In 1938/1939, she's meeting Judy Garland, concerned for the girl being squeezed into submission by a domineering mother and a studio system looking to grind her to dust to make a buck.  The Maud's "past" portion of the story covers her childhood, raised by famous suffragist, Matilda Joslyn Gage, her acceptance into Cornell University, meeting and falling in love with theater actor, L. Frank Baum, and their life together prior to him writing The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.  It's the past portions of the story I enjoyed the most, almost as if Maud was the wizard behind the curtain all along.  Frank was the dreamer, Maud was the glue that kept the whole thing together.

While the Frank and Maud courtship and marriage would definitely be the stuff of a romance novel, readers of this blog (who are predominantly romance readers), should be aware it's not all sunshine and roses.  There are hardships, and events, that are difficult to read about.  Maud nearly dying after the birth of her second child, her sister Julia's weak constitution and disastrous marriage, the beginnings of Judy Garland's descent into drug addiction and the slime orbiting her as a child actor in the studio system.

What I enjoyed so much about this book is that it took completely unknown to me history and made it come alive - which, frankly, is what all good historical fiction should do.  It did get a little tell-y in parts, but I was so engrossed by Maud's life, her marriage, her struggles, juxtaposed with the making of one of the most famous movies of all time, I was sucked up by the magic of the all - even though we all know the magic to be an illusion often hiding ugly realities.

I'm still unlikely to ever read the Oz books, but I've walked away with an appreciation for a woman who I had no inkling about prior.  Maud Baum gets her turn in the spotlight and I can't think of anyone more deserving.

Final Grade = B+

February 4, 2019

Epic Spoiler Review: Sadie

Settle in kids: I need to talk about Sadie by Courtney Summers.  When I started listening to this on audio, I was all set to be singing its praises on my blog.  I thought, "Wow, could Sadie be my 2019 version of Jane Doe by Victoria Helen Stone?"  Yeah, no.  No, she is not.  Because after all the promise, after the thrill ride, after the clever framing device - what I'm left with is a book with NO G-D ENDING!!!!!!!

But, I'm getting ahead of myself.

First, if the title of this blog post didn't clue you in - I'm going to be giving ALL the spoilersALL OF THEM.  There's no way for me to talk about this book, my disappointment in this book, without talking about the ending.

Also, trigger warnings for childhood sexual abuse.  I wouldn't describe it as graphic, but it is upsetting which...of course it is.  Now, on to my rant...

Sadie Hunter has been on her own since the day she was born to a drug addicted mother.  When she's six, Mom gets pregnant again, giving birth to Mattie.  Sadie adores Mattie.  She's the kind of golden child that everyone dotes on.  Mom favors Mattie and neglects Sadie (for reasons) but that doesn't mean she's a competent mother to Mattie either - so Sadie, already struggling with a severe stutter that Mom refused to get her help for, is raising herself and Mattie with some help from a kindly grandmother figure who lives in the trailer next door.  Then, one day, Mom abandons them for parts unknown, Mattie is found dead in a field, and Sadie takes off to find the man she knows is responsible.

Sadie takes off without word, worrying the kindly grandmother figure next door who can't deal with "another dead girl."  Entering stage left is a NPR-style journalist, West McCray, who overhears the story of Sadie and Mattie and decides to work the angle of the missing Sadie into a podcast called "The Girls."

The audio book is a multi-narrator extravaganza and the book is broken up between chapters from Sadie's point of view, to podcast chapters of West reconstructing Sadie's trail months after the fact.  It's clever, engrossing, and if you're a fan of true crime podcasts you will likely love it.  I cannot recommend the audio production highly enough.  I'm normally not wild about multi-narrator (thank you erotic romance for killing that for me...) audio books, but wow.  This one is great.  A+ all the way around.

So where did it all go horribly wrong?  The ending.  You've got a 19-year-old girl on a vigilante mission to find the guy who sexually abused her as a kid (one of Mom's horrible boyfriends, because, of course), and finds a nest of snakes everywhere she goes.  This guy had blown back into town right before Mattie's murder, so Sadie KNOWS (again, for reasons) that he's the guy, he has to die, and she's going to be the one to kill him.  So what happens?

She finds The Bad Guy.  And then we're back to the podcast.  What we know?  The Bad Guy came home disheveled and dirty telling his new girlfriend he just had to sleep.  She finds him about 24 hours later, dead from a knife wound in his side that became infected.  What happened to Sadie?  Did she get away?  Did he bury her somewhere?

WE NEVER FIND OUT!!!!!!  She's still missing at the end of the book.  Great, the bad guy is dead.  Huzzah.  BUT WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED TO OUR MAIN PROTAGONIST?!?!??!!?!?!?!?

Will there be a sequel?  Oh who the heck knows at the this point.  I DON'T FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS TO SADIE AND NOW I WANT TO SMASH THINGS AND THROAT PUNCH EVERYBODY!!!!!!

So what started out as an engrossing read, a YA thriller that I would have killed for when I was a teen, turns into WTFBBQ JUST HAPPENED AND I HATE EVERYBODY!

This is a genre book.  Genre = readers want a g-d ending.  This open-ended garbage needs to die in a fiery pit the heat of a thousand blazing suns.

Yeah, I'm a tinch annoyed.

Final Grade = D

August 30, 2018

Mini-Reviews: Rebekah Roberts Series

I have two sisters and I would classify them both as binge-readers.  I always have a book going. They go months without reading one and then whamo! They read like 12 in a month.  Lil' Sis (Lemon Drop's Mom for longtime blog followers...) joined the Summer Reading Program at her local library when she signed my niece up and proceeded to burn through the books (figuratively, not literally).  Invisible City is one of those books she tore through and recommended that I read.  And here we are.  I'm now caught up on the series to date.

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Invisible City by Julia Dahl is the first book in the series and introduces the reader to Rebekah Roberts, a young (early 20s) reporter for the New York Tribune (think New York Post). Rebekah is a stringer - which means she goes where the paper sends her, she digs up details on a breaking story and phones it in to the desk for someone else to write.  She's sent to a scrap yard where the body of a young woman has been found, discarded like trash.  Turns out the woman is from the insulated Hasidic Jewish community, which is already closing ranks.  The whole story is challenging enough but then Rebekah meets Saul Katz, a cop, who tells her she "looks just like her mother."  Shocking since Rebekah's mother, also a Hasidic Jew, left the community to be with Rebekah's father, only to abandon her lover and newborn baby without a word.  As in, they have no idea if she's alive, dead, what the heck happened to her, abandoned.

As Rebekah works the story she finds herself learning more about her mother, a woman who has cast a long shadow and shaped her life by her very disappearance.  Dahl has taken a very women's fiction idea (a heroine coming to peace with her mother) and woven it into a mystery novel.  The world-building is very good, although Rebekah is a green reporter who makes some seriously bone-headed decisions in this book (my biggest gripe here).  But she's young and green and it's totally believable that she would make wrong moves as she's emotionally being battered by the ghost of Mommy Dearest.  Grade = B-

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Run You Down picks up immediately where Invisible City left off and people, this book!  It's one of those incredibly shocking with the benefit of hindsight books.  It takes place during the Obama administration and white supremacists end up playing a hefty roll in the plot.  Given current affairs (see: Charlottesville...) Dahl comes off looking like a genius or someone who can see into the future (this was published in 2015).

A Hasidic man comes to see Rebekah.  He lives in upstate New York and his wife was found dead in their bathtub.  Everyone said it's a suicide because *gasp* she was on anti-depressants (a HUGE stigma in the community).  But he cannot believe it.  His wife would never abandon their infant son.  So he begs Rebekah to look into it, which she does.  And once again, the ghost of her mother is lurking in the shadows.

The author moves between alternating points of view in this story - giving us present day Rebekah as she works the story and her mother, Aviva, who tells the story of her past, how she came to abandon her daughter, and what her life has become.  Eventually both narratives collide, chickens come home to roost, and daughter finally meets her mother.

The dual narrative took some time for me to sink into, mostly because I was more interested in the mystery than in Aviva's point of view.  But once the author begins weaving the threads together, the suspense ratchets up and the ending is explosive, shocking, and upsetting.  White supremacists are involved, so that should give you the clue that things get very ugly, and no one is going to walk away unscathed.  Final Grade = B

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As challenging and thought-provoking as Run You Down was, Conviction was at times an uglier read.  Rebekah is at loose ends, dissatisfied with work at The Trib following the events of the previous book.  She meets a woman who runs a crime blog who tells her she gets hundreds of letters from prisoners begging her to write about their cases. Rebekah is looking for a story that isn't tabloid trash and reads some of those letters. That's when she finds one sent by DeShawn Perkins, who as a teenager was convicted of the savage murders of his foster parents and toddler foster sister while they slept in bed in the summer of 1992.  DeShawn says he didn't do it, but what he claims was a coerced confession and an eye witness sealed his fate.  What catches Rebekah's eye about this letter?  One of the original officers on the case was none other than Saul Katz.

We have dual timelines with this story: 1992 when Saul and his partner catch the case and present day as Rebekah starts to dig.  What's coloring the edges of this story is the fact that in DeShawn's Crown Heights neighborhood in 1991 there was a riot ignited by tensions between the Hasidic Jewish community and Black residents.  The murder of DeShawn's family just one year after those riots changes everything for him with the consequences reverberating 20 years later.

Again, I wasn't as enamored with the dual narrative structure here but it's important because it unfolds DeShawn's story and sets the stage for Rebekah's digging into it in 2017.  What soon becomes evident is that there's plenty of blame to go around and it will unearth secrets that many people would love to see stay buried.  I'm not going to lie, this is an upsetting read.  In part because it shows us that gray area where "good people" make horrible choices based on the idea that "well, so what about that guy, he's not my problem."  There's an inhumanity here that is upsetting in it's subtlety and Dahl unearths all the ugly racism and prejudices that can lurk below the surface, undetected, until they either boil over or someone takes the lid off the pot to send it into the atmosphere.  It's not an easy read but it's compelling and remarkable.  Grade = B+

Genre fiction (of all stripes) tends to get labelled as fluffy, brain candy more often than not.  This trilogy is a perfect example of how something as "entertaining" as genre fiction can also be thought-provoking.  These are the sorts of mysteries that you could recommend to someone who says, "I only read serious fiction!" or to a book club group who sniffs disdainfully at your leisure reading.  There's a lot to unpack in all three of these stories, and read as a set of three, it's a fine achievement.

The last book came out in 2017 and I hope the author isn't finished with Rebekah. She sets things up in the final book that could take her heroine off into some interesting directions and it seems a shame to waste such a lovely series idea.  But, Dahl is also a journalist so - who knows?

I know this blog is mostly read by romance readers, and I will say that while Rebekah does date, there's really no romantic story arcs to be found in these books.  That said, there's a lovely friendship between Rebekah and her roommate, along with all that baggage to unpack with Mommy Dearest.  While the books are challenging reads, justice and the truth do come out in the end - but not without collateral damage.

March 17, 2018

Review: All the Beautiful Girls

I think I first heard about All the Beautiful Girls by Elizabeth J. Church from the All About Romance review, which was glowing.  After a string of lackluster audio listens, I downloaded this from work hoping for the best and found a book that puts the P in Problematic.  This will likely be a review where some of you will think I'm making mountains out of mole hills, which leaves me no recourse.  Yep, brace yourselves kiddies, it's full steam ahead on Spoiler-Rama-Jama.

SPOILERS AHEAD!

When Lily Decker is 8-years-old her parents and big sister are killed in a car accident.  Lily, asleep in the back seat, survives.  She goes to live with her Mom's sister and her husband.  Her Aunt Tate is stern and cold, her Uncle Miles is a child molester.  It doesn't take him long to start coming into Lily's room at night.  Naturally, this doesn't have a positive effect on Lily who starts cutting herself.  While none of these scenes are written in what I would classify as a graphic manner, there's enough on the page here to be upsetting.

Lily develops a love of dance and thanks to a benefactor begins taking dance lessons in her tiny Kansas town where her beauty stands out in a crowd.  Big fish, little pond.  This benefactor is a man she calls The Aviator, the guy who was driving the other car involved in the accident that killed her parents and sister.  Lily worships this guy for the whole book.

Let's recap so far.  Lily's parents and sister are killed in an accident, she goes to live with a cold fish aunt and an uncle who molests her and the man who was also part of the same accident gets off scot-free in her mind to the point of hero worship.  I'm calling BS on this folks.  I'm sorry, I just am.  The accident completely and irrevocably changes the trajectory of Lily's life, not for the better, and she never feels one iota of anger at the man who walked away from the accident that left her entire family dead and her at the mercy of a damn child molester.  Yeah, no. Do not pass Go, do not collect $200.

Anyway, time marches on, Lily graduates high school and heads to Las Vegas to become a dancer - which is when she's met with another cold, hard dose of reality.  But a fellow traveler on the same Greyhound bus introduces Lily (now going by the name Ruby Wilde) to his daughter who works at one of the casinos.  Eventually, and after much reluctance, Ruby takes her magnificent body and becomes a showgirl.  Silver pasties and all.

This is Vegas in the mid-to-late 1960s, a fairy tale playground of glitz and glamour far away from Vietnam, smelly hippies and the Civil Rights Movement.  This middle portion of the book was actually really interesting, as Lily makes her way up the ranks, meets some of her idols (Sammy Davis Jr.! Tom Jones!) and is well compensated in her work.

But then, it all hits a major speed bump with the introduction of an abusive boyfriend.  Here's the thing: this book is Very White.  Not entirely shocking.  Lily/Ruby is from small town Kansas and showgirls in Vegas during this period couldn't exactly be confused with the Rainbow Coalition.  So it's a huge slap in the face when the abusive boyfriend turns out to be a Spaniard named Javier, complete with heavy accent and broken English.  And of course Ruby is attracted to him immediately because he's SO different from everyone else she's ever known (forgive me, I honestly can't recall if the word "exotic" was used or not) and his accent is a turn on.

So, if you're keeping track, there's two brown people in this book.  One, is Sammy Davis Jr. - who basically has a walk-on role.  The other?  A guy who swoops in like a Latin lover and starts abusing our heroine.  In Vegas.  In a town that is literally floating in mobsters during this era the author decides to import someone brown (I'm sorry, making him European doesn't make this any less appalling) to fill out our villainous role.  I found it jarring folks.  Really, really jarring.

Eventually Javier is dispatched with, Ruby reconnects with The Aviator and then the whole thing descends into idealistic happy sunshine territory.  Oh, Javier?  Once he's off the page, he's literally off the page.  There's no closure there.  At all.  Well Lily gets closure because The Aviator gives her a psychology book to read and suddenly it all makes so much sense to her (because OF COURSE it does).  Insert eyeroll here.  But that's it.  She reads a book.  Whether Javier gets his comeuppance or not is left to be a mystery wrapped in an enigma.

Oh, and I'm going to spoil it because I was super worried about this - no, Lily/Ruby never hooks up with The Aviator.  Given what has to be an over 20-year age difference, I was super worried about this going into the story.  Oddly enough, it turns out that was the least of my worries.  Because in the epilogue-like chapter?  We find out Lily has entered into a relationship with a nice man named Simon with curly blonde hair who treats her right.  Oh, and there was the astronaut she has an affair with in Vegas who treats her well.  So the men who treat Lily well in this book?  White dudes.  The abusive a-hole?  The brown guy who speaks broken English.  Seriously the more I think about it the more I get annoyed.

I'm not going to give this an F.  Why?  Because other than the narrator reading Javier's character with a horrible accent, I found the audio version engaging and I liked the relationship depicted between Lily/Ruby and her girlfriends.  It kept me listening.  Which, given my recent string of listening/reads feels like an achievement.  But yeah.  Problematic.  This is really, really problematic.

Final Grade = D