It’s officially that time of year again!
Full disclosure, I have not read Michelle McNamara’s I’ll Be Gone in the Dark….yet. Rest assured I am on the very long waiting list for the audiobook.
Library copies: 1.
So, while I haven’t read the book, I have been following the story of her life, and those she left behind, since her untimely death at the age of 46. I knew a little bit about her because of my true crime interests, but I learned the most because of Patton Oswalt. I love him; love his comedy, love his political activism and his opinions. Just love him.
Continue reading “Booknerd Wednesday: “I’ll Be Gone in the Dark”, Michelle McNamara & The Golden State Killer”
It’s my favourite day of the week! That’s a lie. My favourite day of the week is Saturday. But “True Crime Saturday” doesn’t have the same ring to it.
So, True Crime Tuesday it is! And it’s my second favourite day of the week! Okay, no, I’m lying again. My second favourite day is Friday.
You know what? Forget about favourites.
It’s Tuesday. Fact.
Listen, I started a detox diet yesterday and I’m fucking miserable. I have a little under 2 hours before I get to eat my lunch of salad and half a chicken breast. And even the thought of that makes me miserable still because it’s so goddamn boring. There’s really no guarantee that I’ll finish writing this post before I eat the keyboard.
Let’s see how I’m doing at the end of this.
This is not a killer I am familiar with, but I was immediately intrigued because he has decidedly the most ridiculous serial killer nickname ever. I needed to learn more. And so here we are. Presenting: The Weepy-Voiced Killer (seriously who came up with that?)
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It feels like it’s been a minute since I’ve done a True Crime post. Maybe because I feel like I’ve been really busy, but also the days are just absolutely dragging at work. I wasn’t even totally sure I was going to do one this week until a creepy story broke on Monday night from New York…but we’ll get to that in a minute.
I want to start with something a little bit different that I know is not technically “true crime”, but I created this regular post to talk about crazy/interesting crimes talking place across the globe so we can be aware, but also to talk about the deaths of people who were victims, taken from this world before it seemed fair or just, before they had a chance to experience whatever they went for in life.
And so, with that in mind, the Humboldt Broncos fit that sentiment.
Continue reading “True Crime Tuesday: The Humboldt Broncos and an NYC Body”
I grabbed this off of Goodreads and I think we have to do it for obvious reasons that are so obvious I’m not even going to list them.
But, this would be a kind of short post if it was all we did, so I figure let’s turn it into a bit of a creative writing exercise! And why not? We’re all either in love with novels or secretly wishing to write one, or both!
This is Booknerd Wednesday – we can do whatever the hell we want around here, like we’re guests on the Maury show.
So, Step One: Find the title of your mystery bestseller…
My bestselling mystery novel is…… *unenthusiastic drum roll*
Continue reading “Booknerd Wednesday: My Real Life Creepy Story & Mystery Writing Exercise”
OKAY, FIRST OF-FUCKING-ALL: YASSS Queen YAS!
And second: I’m so depressed this is over.
I’m not religious, but over this Easter weekend I’ve decided I worship at the printing press of Meg Gardiner. And her books are my bible.
If you’re interested in my new religion, let me know. Maybe I’ll make some pamphlets.
I’m completely blown away by this instalment in the UNSUB series. I think I literally peed my pants over the first one, and it seemed a completely impossible task that an author would deliver an equally pee-pants worthy followup.
But, I’m peeing my pants right now. (Not really. I’m at work. No one would appreciate that.)
Continue reading “Review: Into The Black Nowhere (UNSUB, #2) by Meg Gardiner”
Happy Zombie Jesus Weekend!
Today is also April Fool’s day which seem totally appropriate to have over Easter…I’m sorry, it’s just too easy a joke to make.
Obviously, I’m not a religious person, unless you count my all-out worship of Meg Gardiner, so instead I’ll be celebrating Spring/Canadian Mud season by starting a home renovation project that’s been on my mind for months and months.
We’ll finally be converting my front hall closet from an annoying semi-functional regular closet into an open mudroom-type thing and I’m pretty excited about it.
A heads up to all you youngins who may be reading this…converting closets are the kinds of things that start to get your rocks off after you turn 30. Prepare yourself accordingly.
I’m not sure how much reading I’ll be able to get done in the middle of all this renovation stuff, but I’ve got these two books in my arsenal:
Continue reading “Book Nook Sunday: 04.01.18”
This week’s True Crime Tuesday is going to be a little bit different. I’m right in the middle of INTO THE BLACK NOWHERE by Meg Gardiner and it’s, let’s say, inspiring me. The novel is heavily influenced by my favourite serial killer (favourite in a most interesting way, not favourite in a fangirl way), Ted Bundy.
Charming, kind of handsome, smart but a fucking sick psycho serial killer who confessed to 30 murders and pulled off a not one, but two prison breaks? It doesn’t get much more stunningly notorious than that.
Queen Gardiner opens the novel with one of Bundy’s most famous quotes:
“We serial killers are your sons, we are your husbands, we are everywhere. And there will be more of your children dead tomorrow.”
“Murder is not about lust and it’s not about violence. It’s about possession. When you feel the last breath of life coming out of the woman, you look into her eyes. At the point, it’s being God.”
“I don’t wanna die, I’m not gonna lie to you I admit that and I’m not asking for clemency, I’m not asking for forgiveness, I’m not asking for sympathy. I know they’re gonna kill me sooner or later. You don’t need to worry about that but there’s a lot of crimes I can solve if the state can just see fit to make me live two or three years longer, I mean look, I know I’m not like other people, I know I can’t feel sympathy for other people but I’m still human.”
“I deserve, certainly, the most extreme punishment society has and society deserves to be protected from me and from others like me, that’s for sure.”
For this week’s post, let’s see what other serial killers have had to say…
Continue reading “True Crime Tuesday: Killer Quotes”
Literally two of my three book-related New Years Resolutions for 2018 were to stop reading James Patterson and I’ve already failed. It’s only March! What is wrong with me?!
Don’t answer that.
My only consolation is that this wasn’t totally fucking awful.
Candice Fox is an excellent writer on her own. She’s obviously the reason this book is at least relatively well written, if not still an emotional flatliner that is full of logic-holes.
It maintains the typical Patterson style of short chapters and colourful characters who lack depth, plus the typical “detective chasing a serial killer” plot that doesn’t attempt to bring anything new to the genre.
But what this book does have, that other Patterson novels don’t, is more realistic dialogue and a female lead that doesn’t irritate me because she calls everyone “butterfly” and has hugs her friends because she hasn’t seen them for a whole five minutes.
Continue reading “Review: Never Never (Detective Harriet Blue, #1) by James Patterson & Candice Fox”
It’s hump day, lovers!
Halfway through the week, I’m starting to look forward to the weekend. I try not to wish my life away, to enjoy each moment even if I’m at work or rushing to appointments. It can be hard to appreciate that I’m alive, I’m healthy and able and fortunate to be where I am in life – but I make an effort to try if I feel myself slipping into ungrateful thoughts.
But at the same time I fucking can’t wait for Saturday!
Where there’s just books and TV and lounging with my pets and my husband. Where I get to enjoy the things that hard work through the week affords me.
I’ve been listening to the podcast Someone Knows Something. And while I do find the actual true crime cases interesting, there have been a few moments where the host, David Ridgen has touched on a couple of emotionally poignant things about why we like mysteries even though they are dark and heartbreaking. And I find those sentiments have been rattling around in my head since I heard them.
Ridgen says we love mysteries because in the end the truth prevails.
Continue reading “Booknerd Wednesday: April TBR, WWW & Other Thoughts”
This is just an OK book about O.J. Simpson.
Oh, I’m sorry, it’s not about O.J. Simpson? He’s just talked about incessantly?
So, this is a pretty good suspense-mystery that is not about O.J. Simpson.
But who are we kidding? There really is no O.J. mystery.
He did it.
Black-Eyed Susans follows Tessa, the only surviving victim of a serial killer. Known as “the lucky one”, her body was left in a ditch covered in the ominous yellow flowers and surrounded by the remains of three other women. Now 32, with a daughter, and a life she’s scraped together with determination and strength, Tessa has to face the consequences of the testimony she gave at her accused killer’s trial…because she’s not totally convinced the right man is behind bars.
But just like everyone else in the history of mystery novels, the bitch has amnesia and can’t remember what happened to her. Dun dun dunnnn…
With the execution looming, Tessa teams up with the inmate’s lawyers and forensic experts, to find the truth. Who were the other victims? Is her killer still free? Where did her best friend disappear to fifteen years ago? And who keeps planting black-eyed-susans in her garden?
And ALSO, just what do Americans think Canadian bacon is?
Continue reading “Review: Black-Eyed Susans by Julia Heaberlin”