Book review: None So Blind

Sunday, September 21, 2014 Permalink

I have to admit I’m a bit nervous when I start to read a book by an author who’s midway through a series. I either suffer from ‘WTF is happening?’ syndrome’ there are big reveals from previous novels rendering them redundant; OR they’re really crap (which is why I haven’t stumbled across the author previously) and I haven’t missed out on anything.

I hadn’t read any of Barbara Fradkin’s novels before and hadn’t even heard of the Canadian with more than a dozen novels under her belt. So it was with some trepidation I opened her latest Inspector Green novel, None So Blind.

Book review: The Taxidermist’s Daughter

Friday, September 19, 2014 Permalink

Kate Mosse, author of The Taxidermist’s Daughter  grew up in Fishbourne (Sussex), the setting for her latest novel. Her familiarity is evident, as this novel is as much about the setting and environment as the (slowly) unfolding plot itself.

Mosse has written a number of novels, plays and non-fiction – many of her novels leaning towards gothic fiction. (Not a genre which usually interests me.)

Sitting with feelings

Thursday, September 18, 2014 Permalink

Anyone who followed my old Diet Schmiet blog or has read through many of the posts I transferred here* will know that binge eating has long been an issue for me. (Coming after anorexia nervosa and bulimia.)

I’m much better than I once was – I binge far less and am no longer even vaguely tempted to purge (too worried about the impact on my teeth and my health. But mostly my teeth!). Once upon a time I couldn’t have flour or sugar etc in the house cos – when in the zone – I’d mix up some strange batter to eat. I still don’t really keep sugar, but don’t think I’d do that nowadays.

Book review: Indian Summer

Wednesday, September 17, 2014 Permalink

I’ve just reviewed another novel (which will be published in a week or so) which I struggled to read and review as it was really about… nothing in particular.

Unlike Seinfeld – the show about nothing – that novel (There Must Be Some Mistake) had no real story arc. It was a bit like a snippet or vignette of someone’s life. Indian Summer by Marcia Willett could have been similar. But it was oh so different.

State of mind: the good, bad & ugly

Tuesday, September 16, 2014 Permalink

So… <insert long awkward pause here>.

I’ve been unsure about writing this post. I’ve not written as much over recent weeks as I’ve struggled to write anything but sarcastic rants or book reviews, lest my real state of mind infiltrate my writing.

Let’s talk… toilet paper usage

Sunday, September 14, 2014 Permalink

I recently mentioned I had a friend coming to visit (and was a bit nervous about what to feed him). Thankfully the visit went smoothly and he departed unscathed.

Now this friend is quite learned and well travelled. Indeed, he’s just retired early after (his last) diplomatic posting to a hot-spot in / near the Middle East. So naturally you’re assuming we spoke about very esoteric and complex topics such as the crisis in Syria, international development and foreign policy.

Book review: Mean Streak

Sunday, September 14, 2014 Permalink

I really like Sandra Brown. She’s one of several authors I read whose novels feature a good mix of crime / suspense and romance. And her latest novel, Mean Streak  is no different.

Dr Emory Charbonneau could live as a trust fund baby following the death of her wealthy parents, instead the paediatrician has dedicated her life to helping others. The avid marathon runner is training for a fundraiser she has organised when she decides to take a trip to snowy mountainous terrain in North Carolina for a practice run.

Book review: Trust in me

Friday, September 12, 2014 Permalink

Julia was Kara’s BFF before she became Livy’s friend. When her younger sister Kara was killed, Livy initially resented Julia’s attempts at friendship and her desire to remain in the lives of Livy and her family. However she soon realised they were grieving a shared loss and the pair became firm friends.

Almost twenty years later Livy’s married to rising corporate star Will. They have two children and if Livy could forget the affair Will had years before, they’d be happy.