Monday, you whore!
Warning: This is not a bookish post.
So, I know I usually try to do a Music Monday that is inspired by whatever book I’m currently reading (Pretty Ugly Lies and The Breakdown, btw,) but with the U.S. Midterms looming tomorrow, I can’t seem to focus on anything else but that. I’m serious. It’s an addiction. I’ll need to be sedated tomorrow.
I am literally at work right now with all-day news coming through my earbuds. My husband complained over the weekend that all I ever had on was the news so he wasn’t going to be hanging out with me until the midterms were over.
AND I’M CANADIAN.
You might ask yourself, why, as a Canadian don’t I mind my fucking business and focus on my own country? Good question, rude way of asking it though. But, I’ll tell you.
Continue reading “Music Monday: Rage Against the Machine – Killing in the Name”
“Today, we are going to be playing a little game of Murder.”
Opening Hook: Basically a classic Kesha song
Main Character: If Maury and Robert Stack had a baby, but that baby was drunk all the time
Plot Twisty-ness: Jigsaw would be proud
I went into this novel with every intention of loving it completely. I swear to Thor. But okay, obviously I didn’t completely get there. Story of my life. No one is shocked.
Guess Who started off as a five-star read until I passed the halfway mark and that’s when things fell off the chart. For the first half of the book, it is very much SAW meets Clue, just minus the horror element. But it does create a sinister, frantic pace and tone that definitely had me hooked. It’s a locked-room mystery that feels both extravagant and desperate at first, at that definitely worked for me in a totally non-sexual sexual way.
Morgan Sheppard is a TV star who has made a living doing a Maury meets Unsolved Mysteries-style show called Resident Detective. As a child, he solved the murder of his math teacher and created a very successful career riding (read: exploiting) that wave. Through his fame, he’s turned into an alcoholic, drug addict and womanizer. The only problem is, Sheppard has been full of shit for a very long time. And someone knows it. And someone hates him.
Continue reading “Review: Guess Who by Chris McGeorge”
Happy Hump Day, Nerdos!
I’m like 80% sure I’m coming down with a cold, so my brain is basically sleepy mush today and I had no idea what kind of post I’d be able to write that wasn’t completely half-assed.
And honestly, I don’t want to put out half-assed stuff. I’d rather post less often with high quality (for me) stuff then post daily with shit I’m just tossing out there, hoping it sticks.
Thankfully, Dora @ Swift Coffee has given me the perfect out for today by nominating me for the Versatile Blogger Award!
I have no idea what that means, but I’m grateful!
Honestly, while we’re on it, I never have any idea what most of these blogger award tags are for. Best Actor? Best Director? Worst Blowjob Scene?
What we need is some description of what these awards are far, what was the qualifying criteria? Am I to assume I’m versatile in some way? Because I can assure you, I am not. I’m a fickle, stubborn, cranky bitch who is very difficult to please and if you change plans on me last minute I’m gonna throw a fit.
But here we are… Versatile Awards for me!
IT’S FINALLY HAPPENING!
It’s officially October which means my month-long celebration of Halloween can commence.
At home you will find me decorating, watching scary movies and buying bite-sized boxes of candy from Costco, eating it all before Halloween night, then buying more. Good times.
I love Halloween so effing much. It’s my favourite time of year (which I think is true of most of us around here judging by the number of pumpkins currently spicing everybody’s posts), but because I love it so much, I can’t just leave my Halloween festivities at home. I’ve got to bring it here to share with all of you in my little corner of the internet, as well.
I started with a brand new header for my blog. Please check it out and let me know what you think! Consider it me putting out jack-o-lanterns on my front porch. Except instead of a porch it’s a blog home page… something like that.
And next up is going to be Halloween-themed True Crime Tuesday posts for the next month. That’s right! I’m going to fill your booknerd noggins with terrifying stories of people being murdered on Halloween so that when that spooky night rolls around you’ve really got that festive scared-out-of-your-mind feeling!
You’re welcome. I love you.
First up, a story of unknown motive and Halloween nightmares. The murders of Adriane Insogna and Leslie Mazzara.
Continue reading “True Crime Tuesday: A Ghastly Halloween Double Murder”
“Money has an insidious way of making decent human beings behave in a most indecent way.”
Opening Hook: A 1920s fence hopper
Main Character: Basically the author is just writing himself and it’s weird
Plot Twisty-ness: You have to read a research paper to get to them
You ever read a novel and can immediately tell it’s written by a first-time author because they don’t know how to chill the fuck out with descriptive passages and scenes that don’t further a plot?
Yeah. This book suffers from that in abundance.
The heart of the novel is that of Spenser Collins, a young black man attending Harvard in 1988. After becoming an unlikely candidate to join one of the University’s secret societies, The Delphic, Spenser and his buddy Dalton, stumble upon a fifty-year-old mystery – the disappearance of another young student in the 1920s, who was never heard from again after illegally entering the Delphic’s mansion in search of the answer to the question: Is there really a secret society within the secret society called the Ancient Nine who spend their whole lives guarding an invaluable secret?
I mean, part of me was thinking of the movie The Skulls circa 2000. You know, Joshua Jackson and Paul Walker getting into some deadly adventure after joining a secret society that will do anything to protect its secrets, protect its own, its power and its money? But sadly for me, this book hits a decidedly different tone, while maintaining that “boys club” feel and presenting the objectification of women as a good thing.
Continue reading “Review: The Ancient Nine by Ian K. Smith”
Thank Jeebus for Bridget over at Bridget and Books for tagging me in to do this round of Book Tag, because I haven’t done one in a couple of months and I think I’m literally starting to have withdrawals.
So, here’s the scoop: This tag was originally created by The Book Nut. All you do is give a book answer and a song answer for the different prompts. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy, and certainly not difficult difficult lemon difficult.
I’ll do my tagging now so you don’t have scroll through my answers if you don’t want to read them. I know I can get a little…in depth (why do you hate me?)
Eleni @ La Femme Readers, Brandy @ B’s Book Blog, Carolina @ Third Person Limited, and Alyssa @ Just Another Book on the Shelf. Let’s see what you got, booknerds!
Okay, now let’s get onto the important stuff…
Continue reading “Book Tag: OMG That Song!”
Hey nerdos! Happy Sunday!
It’s been a bit since I did a book nook post and I chalk that up entirely to bad forethought and how absolutely lazy/busy I am on Sundays. By that, I mean Sundays are our “prepare for the week” day – groceries, garbage, making lunches, laundry. All the terrible adulting things that no one wants to do. And by the time we’re done I like to sit on my fucking ass.
That’s RIGHT. I SAID IT.
(I really should be scheduling these.)
But, today is a little bit different. My husband is away so I haven’t done any of our responsible things like usual. That means I get to make a new post instead. This will essentially just be me showing off the hard work we did in my new office/guest room which used to be my oldest stepson’s bedroom (he moved out in the spring.)
My last one of these posts I think I said I’d share the finished product with you all once we were done. It’s been put together for a little while now, and I’ve been breaking it in. Getting used to doing things at my own desk instead of in my bed on a laptop board. I feel so adult (I’m not.)
I also have some beautiful book nooks to share with you all that I’ve collected from all over the internets to get your bookworm envy flowing.
But first, the “before”:
It looks so small here, but just wait. We didn’t repaint, only touched up because I picked the colour of my stepson’s bedroom initially and I still really like it. It’s called stardew or something equally lame.
Also, please note the raccoon dog toy in the middle of the floor. Can’t even do some home reno without the little dude trying to join along in his own special way.
Continue reading “Booknook Sunday: Office Reveal”
Opening Hook: A pretty standard for the genre death scene
Main Characters: TONE IT THE FUCK DOWN
Plot Twisty-ness: B for Beffort.
So, this is the first review I’m posting on my blog of this series, but here’s the
sordid background on me and this series:
I have read every single one of the books in this series. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. Even the novellas.
You can find all of my reviews of them on Goodreads if you’re so inclined to watch my descent into pure, unadulterated hatred.
Oh, yes, that’s right. Hatred. I am well-versed in the Women’s Murder Club. And I fucking hate-read this series with a fiery, binge-y passion. Truthfully, I hate mostly everything Patterson writes.
Gather around, children and listen to your elder millennial: James Patterson is a fucking awful writer.
AWFUL. Continue reading “Review: The 17th Suspect by James Patterson & Maxine Paetro”
“I’d heard it before, of course, usually from my mother. A nasty, cold-blooded, selfish, grasping, uppity, ungrateful goddamn little bitch. And I know that to be true. I could feel the coldness in my own veins.”
Opening Hook: More like opening another button, amiright?!
Main Character: Your new best sociopathic friend #4eva
Plot Twisty-ness: Jane’s plot could have used a tab more plotting, but otherwise satisfying in a totally sexual way
I really really liked this.
On the surface it’s the story of a woman hellbent on revenge for the suicide of her best friend, Meg. Her target: Meg’s abusive ex-boyfriend, Steven.
Jane leaves her expensive high-powered lawyer life in Kuala Lumpur behind, and moved to Minneapolis, giving herself a month or so to infiltrate Steven’s life and make him wish he’d never been born.
LIKE OMG SO FUN.
So that’s the basic idea of the novel. And already I know you’re thinking, “I’ve always wanted to change my identity and ruin someone’s life. Revenge is the best. Sign me up.”
But when you look past the surface, when you go a little bit deeper, you see that this is actually a novel of patriarchy-smashing awesomeness, as well as a giant middle finger to the hypocrisy of Evangelical Christians.
And that last part just feels so right it turned me on a little bit.
Continue reading “Review: Jane Doe by Victoria Helen Stone”
Attention Murderinos! Today’s post is solely dedicated to the world of My Favorite Murder!
If you don’t know what that is, then you must not be a true crime fan, because Georgia Hardstark and Karen Kilgariff are fucking RUNNING the true crime game right now.
Last September, I saw them live in Toronto. That was a crazy-ass show and I think I left the Sony Centre with hearing loss. Murderinos were losing their damn minds like One Direction just walked out onto the stage (One Direction is still a thing, right?)
Even though I’m a little bit behind on my podcast listening, I’m a Murderino for life. I’ve spent a lot of my
hard earned money on their merchandise, including two sweaters, a t-shirt, some stickers that adorn my tablet case and most recently, a new keychain from an independent creator on Etsy that says “LOCK YOUR FUCKING DOOR.” It’s perfect and I can’t wait for it to ship.
These ladies are about to get even more of my dolla-bills, because it’s just been announced that they have a book coming out, published by MacMillan!
That’s right! Titled Stay Sexy and Don’t Get Murdered (what else would they call it?), this essential reading material is set to be released on May 28th next year. You can pre-order it RIGHT NOW here.
Continue reading “Friday’s Fave Five: My Favorite Murder”