Century | 2016
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, which 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”
Ballantine Books | 2015
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”
Dutton | 2017
It’s my birthday and I’m King of the World!
Okay, it’s not my birthday, nor am I a king, but that’s how this book makes me feel.
I’m not going to shame other people for their opinions on this one, but I will say if you didn’t like it, I truly believe you missed the beauty of what Riley Sager did here.
But, still, no judgement. I respect you all, I’m just a little bit in love with this novel.
At Pine Cottage, ten years earlier, Quincy Carpenter emerges from the woods, bloody and screaming, the only survivor of a murderous massacre. We’re talking slasher-flick-sized proportions. The only problem is, Quincy has repressed all memories of that night. She has no idea what happened.
By surviving this horrific event, Quincy becomes a member of a very exclusive club, dubbed in the media as The Final Girls.
Continue reading “Review: Final Girls by Riley Sager”
“Final girls is film-geek speak for the last woman standing at the end of a horror movie.”
St. Martin’s Press | 2014
So, in this instalment we follow our hero (sans coffee, the horror!) as she balances running from the 12 hell hounds sent to kill her, trying to solve a Friday The 13th style mystery, testing her growing abilities, learning more about whether she’s going to save or destroy the world as per the big ole prophecy, dealing with being pregnant with Beep, and of course, delving deeper into her dysfunctional relationship with Reyes.
At this point, fans pretty much know what they’re going to get when they pick up a Charley book. There’s not a lot to say about this series that hasn’t already been said, or can’t be said exclusively with gifs and some swear words.
Also, I don’t like pregnant Charley.
Babies ruin everything. There I said it.
If the overall prophecy arc has been a favourite part of this series for you, then you’re in luck! We learn so much more about what the eff is really going on, including all that Charley is capable of and what her destiny is shaping up to be.
Continue reading “Review: Seventh Grave and No Body (Charley Davidson, #7) by Darynda Jones”
Atria Books | 2017
If you’ve ever wanted to eat your sister’s hair, this book is for you.
Or if you just like reading twisty novels about obsession, with a dose of weirdness, then definitely try this. I will in no way assume it’s because you also eat your sister’s hair.
This novel has a decidedly bleak and gloomy, unsettled atmosphere hanging over it, with a noir quality that is subtle, but evident. Combine that with twins and the “murder exchange” trope and you’ve got yourself something that can only fail in its cliches.
Callie is the ugly twin. Tilda is the beautiful one. I’m going to be honest, they both have serious mental health issues even if Tilda wants to play like only Callie does. Callie is a quiet, meek follower. Tilda is a leader, controlling and determined.
Continue reading “Review: White Bodies by Jane Robins”
Listen, this isn’t going to be an easy lighthearted booknerd post, okay? I have some actual real thoughts that I want to put down. It might be long, so if you stick around for the whole thing I’ll be your best friend. And I’m a pretty good friend. I can talk some good shit about your enemies, or find you some enemies if you don’t have any, and then talk shit about them. I always have wine & weed at my house that I’ll share freely. I can fill your instagram DMs with dank memes. And if you want to cancel plans at the last minute instead of going out, that’s okay with me because I was probably thinking of doing the same thing.
There’s a new book prize that is specifically designed to honour thrillers that don’t contain violence against women. Colour me intrigued.
“The inaugural Staunch Book Prize will be awarded to the author of a novel in the thriller genre in which no woman is beaten, stalked, sexually exploited, raped or murdered.”
Part of me is giving this a thumbs up and thinking how is it 2018 and this is a new idea? And another part of me is having some conflicting emotions about it just because of comments made surrounding it. I love crime thrillers and serial killer stories, without shame, and yes, they mostly always contain violence against women. So, is it me? Am I shitty feminist? I try, but maybe my own misogyny runs so deep I didn’t even know it was there?
Continue reading “Opinion: The Staunch Book Prize & Violence Against Women in Fiction”