What are books with buzz you might ask? Or maybe you won’t. Maybe you just inherently understand the concept of buzz and things having said buzz.
If not, here’s the idea: these are the books I keep hearing about. There are also probably the books you keep hearing about.
It’s the incessant little noise that floats around you, that you are picking up on without really even intentionally acknowledging it.
Son-of-a-bee-sting, these are the most buzz-worthy books around right now… (PS. my “buzz index” is a completely arbitrary scale that means basically nothing, wutwut!)
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Opening Hook: The human equivalent of an animal caught in a trap
Main Character: Needs to get laid, but also doesn’t
Plot Twisty-ness: If a roller coaster was an onion
I have to say I really liked this. It’s dark. It’s interesting. There are so many layers to the story, to the mystery. It’s never what you think it is.
I’ve never read anything by Anne Frasier before, though I do have a few of her books on my TBR shelf. I will definitely be moving those books closer to the top of the list.
Det. Jude Fontaine makes a daring escape after 3 years in captivity. She’s not herself anymore. She’s been subjected to unknown tortures and horrors. She sees everything in the world with new eyes, including herself.
Clawing her way back to some semblance of mental health, Jude goes back to work as a Homicide detective, while trying to find new ways to just be alive. (Sleeping on the roof, for instance.) Everything about Jude is switched off after her return. She has no sense of humour, she is flat and unemotional. She doesn’t know how to exist anymore. And this starting point requires that the other plot elements, and secondary characters, have some A+ development.
Continue reading “Review: The Body Reader (Detective Jude Fontaine, #1) by Anne Frasier”
This is how you ends for you. “You’ll be silent forever, and I’ll be gone in the dark,” you threatened a victim once. Open the door. Show us your face. Walk into the light.
Crimes: 12+ murders, 50+ rapes, 120+ burglaries
Crime Fighter: A true crime junkie who should be alive to witness the conclusion of her life’s work
Plot Truthiness: Everything you could want to know without being a cop on the case
This is a beautiful work of non-fiction/true crime.
The East Area Rapist, the Original Night Stalker, the Visalia Ransacker, the Easy Bay Rapist, the Dollner Street Prowler, the Diamond Knot Killer…
This killer has gone by many names, but the one you’ll be hearing the most is the Golden State Killer. A term coined by the late Michelle McNamara, a true crime writer/junkie/amateur detective, whose life mission was to see this most prolific villain unmasked after a reign of terror that lasted more than a decade, and that he has been (was) getting away with for over 40 years.
Michelle McNamara died on April 21, 2016. She was nearly done her tome about GSK. Her husband, comedian Patton Oswalt, as well as Michelle’s research partner and a journalist friend, finished the book for her. They knew Michelle needed to see this published. It was her life’s work, her greatest obsession.
Continue reading “Review: I’ll Be Gone in the Dark by Michelle McNamara”
Opening Hook: This is definitely not Wet Hot American Summer
Main Character: Turning tragedy and schizophrenia into art
Plot Twisty-ness: Will light a camp fire under your ass
I honestly didn’t think it was possible for me to love a Riley Sager novel more than I loved Final Girls, but then I read The Last Time I Lied and well, spit on my neck and kick me in the crotch, because this has usurped Final Girls as my favourite Sager read, if not one of my favourite reads ever. Period.
It’s true! I am crazy about this book! It makes me want to go to summer camp and investigate mysteries, but you know, it might look a little bit weird to be 32 at a sleep away camp.
“Dear Husband, I am home sick. But today I went in a canoe for the first time. The tweens here are looking at me funny.”
Sager is a world class writer. I do not say that lightly or without conviction, because if you know me or read my reviews, you know I’m a huge judgmental bitch. It’s okay, you can agree.
So, when I say Sager is the SHIT. I mean it. He breezes through the art of storytelling like it is the most effortless, natural thing in the world to him. An automatic bodily function.
Breathe. Beat heart. Write.
Continue reading “Review: The Last Time I Lied by Riley Sager”
Another Liebster Award coming my way! I’m starting to feel like Sally Field, “You like me! You really like me!”
Maybe that reference is a bit too dated for some of you.
Either way, I like this book tag because even though it’s the same “award”, the nominator is asking brand new questions with each new nomination. So I always get to run my mouth in new and exciting ways!
And that is half the joy of writing this blog for me. Where else am I going to be able to scream into the abyss of the internet with my bookish thoughts and not get annoying?
My girl, Zuky the Bookbum has nominated me this time. Honestly, her book blog is my favourite and I want to be just like her when I grow up.
- Thank the blogger who nominated you and link to their post
- Answer the 11 questions they asked you
- Nominate 11 other bloggers, with your own set of questions
- Tag your chosen 11 bloggers, and don’t forget to tell them as well!
Continue reading “Book Tag: The Liebster Award, Take Two”
It’s some kind of evil trickery that makes the work week feel as if an hour actually takes five to get through, but the weekends are gone in the blink of an eye.
Unfair. And unjust. WEEKEND REFORM NOW!
Anyhooters, we’re going to make the best of another Monday with some tunes and good books.
Right now I’m reading The Last Time I Lied by Riley Sager.
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I went into this book pretty blind. I wasn’t totally sure what it was about…maybe a bookstore called Bright Ideas? Something to do with suicide? But it kept popping up on my feed, and when a mystery novel has “bookstore” right in the title, how can a genre-lover like me resist? Plus, that cover! Come on!
It’s not often that I go into a book without a clear idea of what I’m about to read. I can be pretty particular in my reading criteria, so I’m not necessarily good at the whole “oh, just surprise me!” thing. My personal levels of neurosis start to kick in when I hear words like go with the flow or spontaneity.
This novel starts immediately. Not dicking around. And I was pretty hopeful that meant I was buckling in for a cozy little thriller with a side of dark sass.
Bookseller Lydia is closing up shop at the Bright Ideas Bookstore. She goes to look for regular “BookFrog” Joseph Molina, who hasn’t left the store yet. She finds him hanging. Suicide. She can’t figure out why Joseph would choose to commit suicide in her shop. But even more curious is why he died with a picture from her 10th birthday in his pocket. The mystery becomes too much to ignore when she inherits Joseph’s belongings and finds coded messages for her inside his books.
Continue reading “Review: Midnight at the Bright Ideas Bookstore by Matthew J. Sullivan”
Happy Sunday, booknerds! R’amen to you all.
It’s been a minute since I’ve done a Booknook post. That’s mostly down to my laziness.
When Sunday rolls around we do errands, groceries and prepare for another work week. By the time we’ve done all the adulting stuff, the last thing I want to do is get on the computer and write-up a post.
I just want to chill while I still have time.
Maybe that’s a shit excuse, but it’s the truth. Listen, YOUR GIRL IS LAZY.
This past Thursday I had all the furniture for my new office/guest room delivered. So, yes, your girl is also fancy and has an office now.
Since my oldest stepkid moved out I finally have an extra room in my house with which to create a little extra personal space. I’ll be using it for the regular day-to-day business of running a household (paying bills, paying bills and paying more bills,) but it’s also going to be my space to take pictures for my #bookstagram, write-up some blog posts, and a place to go to read when I want some true peace and quiet.
Continue reading “Booknook Sunday: 07.22.18”
Ugh, what the fuck did I just read?
This missed the mark on being a psychological thriller in a big way – it’s basically borderline pedophilia fiction.
I just can’t even with this shit.
I was so uncomfortable the entire time reading this. I’m still uncomfortable thinking about it to write this review.
A quick synopsis: Middle-aged Sonia – unhappily married with a grown daughter – plies 15-year-old Jez with drugged alcohol in order to make him compliant so she can hold him captive in her home, because he reminds her of her first real love, Seb, who died when they were teens and *spoiler* also happened to be her older brother.
So, you know…gross.
Sonia gave me the worst case of heeby-jeebies I’ve ever had. She. is. so. fucked. up.
Continue reading “Review: Kept In The Dark by Penny Hancock”
Can I get a hallelujer, Lort?!
I’m not the religious type, but give me a book like this and I suddenly start worshiping the Gods of Literature. You know – Stephen King, Agatha Christie and J.K. Rowling.
Six years ago Katherine Glass abducted, heinously tortured and killed young women all over San Francisco…until Det. Valerie Hart caught her and put her away for life. *cue the sound of prison gates slamming shut*
…But Katherine didn’t commit her crimes alone, and her partner – The Masked Man – who is probably even more deranged than Katherine, was never caught.
Now, the murders have started again, and left with each body is an envelope, addressed to Valerie, containing complicated clues and ciphers that will point the police to the next victim. Figure out the puzzle fast enough, save a life. But only Katherine Glass has the personal insight to decode the Masked Man’s clues, forcing Valerie to work with a killer.
Katherine promises she only wants to help – she’s never forgiven the Masked Man for leaving her high and dry. She just wants time out of her cell, maybe some mental stimulation. But can Katherine really be trusted? (I mean, obviously the answer is “probably not”, but let’s just go with it.)
LoveMurder has a very Hannibal Lecter/Clarice Starling feel to it, which is probably every serial-killer-thriller fan’s favourite thing ever…Amiright?!
Continue reading “Review: LoveMurder (Valerie Hart, #2) by Saul Black”