OMG I HAVE FINALLY READ THIS FUCKING BOOK. What’s it been, 30 years?!
I’m tired, guys. I’m so so tired.
I feel like I just escaped from Christmasland and my life force is nearly drained.
My head hurts. I think this book gave me a headache – that’s how intense it was.
The gist is Victoria ‘Vic’ McQueen can travel across a covered bridge on her bike and arrive on the other side wherever she wants to be.
Charlie Manx can drive his vintage 1938 Rolls Royce Wraith to a supernatural amusement park, which he created, called Christmasland. And the Rolls Royce is the key to get in. On his way there, he kidnaps children. During the ride, the kids are drained of their life force in order to keep Manx alive, because you see, he’s a few hundred years old. Can’t let that decay sink in, can we?
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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.
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Hands up if you love the movie Se7en!
Well, it’s one of my favourite movies of all time (naturally), and in honour of that for literally no reason, it’s time for a new round of book tag. This time the Seven Deadly Sins edition!
*the crowd goes wild*
Jeez, guys. Calm down.
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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?
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There’s just something about smart, in-charge females solving violent crimes against other females, perpetrated by men with psycho fucking issues, that really gives me some lady wood.
I was super excited to read this new series by Victoria Jenkins for that very reason, and I have to say it didn’t disappoint.
This is a really promising start for a new author and new series.
In Wales, a jogger finds the body of a woman floating in the river. DI Alex King and DC Chloe Lane are called to the scene. It seems almost as soon as the first body is found a second body turns up. Serial killers FTW.
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Greyson, over at Greyson Reads, was sweet enough to tag me in the Weather in Books boog tag! I have no idea what I’m doing because I’m such a book blogging n00b, but thanks for putting some faith in my blogging skills, Greyson! She’s cool and if you’re reading this then you should definitely hit up her reviews.
Okay, let’s do this! *solo air guitar noises*
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You guyssssssssssss, I love Charley! Sincerely, I have massive amounts of affection for her.
I wish she’d be my friend. We could get drinks together, gossip about people (both alive and dead), maybe smoke a little pot together in our pajamas and then pass out watching Rick & Morty.
She’s just honestly one of my favourite female characters.
And really, you don’t even need to read this series from the beginning to get into it, (but it does help.) You can jump in whenever and immediately know Charley. Because her voice and her personality are clear and genuine from the beginning. Darynda Jones has her figured out and never wavers from that truth.
This time around Charley is dealing with a lot. And it starts from page one. A cheating husband, gun fire, being confronted by the police about how exactly she manages to solve cases the way that she does. Not to mention, her apartment is filled with dozens of dead blonde women who may, or may not, have been killed by serial killer. They are the worst houseguests too – climbing her walls (literally), hanging from the ceiling (literally), straight up ignoring her requests to communicate but then also getting in the shower with her. Like you do.
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Holy Nordic crime fiction, Batman!
Ughhh, please just completely ignore that I started this book review with a holy batman exclamation.
If you’re a fan of the aforementioned genre, you will love this novel. It’s really hit or miss for me, but this one is a hit.
Let’s start our bookworm asses at the beginning, shall we?
A unidentified, decapitated woman is found in the bed of a moderately famous, very wealthy CEO. And he, Jesper Orre, has seemingly disappeared.
DI Peter Lindgren is lead detective on the case. He’s a despondent, sullen character. He has an ex-wife who hates him and a troubled teenage son, whose issues could probably be traced back to his ongoing search for a connection with his father. Only time and again, he finds that Peter has been, and always will be, more interested in his job than his family.
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After reading this I am going to be on high alert-code orange, for any signs my darling husband is a deranged serial killer.
I mean, he has a serious deep-rooted hate for bunnies, so that’s got to be red flag number one. All I need now is to find a locked room in our house that I’m never allowed to go in, and it’s all but basically confirmed. I’m going to have to kill him.
But we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.
Stillhouse Lake by Rachel Caine is a different twist on the usual serial killer thriller. This time the killer is behind bars and the star is his ex-wife.
For the duration of their marriage, Gina Royal had no idea her seemingly doting father of a husband, Melvin, was stringing women up in the garage and doing things with the skin (Hannibal Lecter shoutout!) until a drunk driver rams into their house and reveals his last victim.
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…and just like Trump, I’m sure the audience for my first official blog post is going to be the biggest blog crowd ever. EVER. Where’s my own personal Sean Spicer when I need him? Or like, the actual Sean Spicer. Good Ol’ Spicey doesn’t seem to be doing much these days, maybe he could use the work, here reporting on my…blog post…crowd…you know what? Never mind.
So, after much hmmm-ing and uhmmm-ing, and also sometimes not thinking about it for long stretches of time, I have decided to take my casual book blogging over from tumblr.com and create something a little bit more “hobbyist.” Bare with me as I work out the kinks…or don’t. Whatever. You do you, booboo.
I’m just here to have fun and read and be immersed in murder. Like, other people’s murders. Not my own, and certainly not ones I’m involved in. Just to be clear.
I am a textbook true crime addict, and my genre of preference when I pick up a story is anything dark and twisty, so a combination of the two is exactly what you will find around these parts.
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