Book Review: Gone with the Wool

I love Betty Hechtman. Seriously, she just writes happy little books. Sure people die in them but someone is always found out and gets punished for it. Maybe I was twisted early on by Agatha Christie, or maybe I was just twisted already and that’s why I liked murder mysteries at age 8. But something about Betty’s books just makes me smile in that warm and content manner.

Gone with the Wool is no different from her other delights. It’s easy on the eyes. Amusing on the brain. There are no dangling questions of life and liberty. Just the simple crime, solve, justice set up. And it doesn’t disappoint.

Gone is from the Yarn Retreat Mysteries which focuses on Casey, a 35 year old wanderer who inherits her aunt’s house and yarn retreat business even though she knows nothing about knitting. But Casey makes a place for herself in the sleepy sea side town, baking for some restaurants and putting on retreats several times a year. The problem for Casey, and the fun for us, is someone is always getting murdered at her retreats. LOL. I wouldn’t go, even if I knitted. Although everyone who gets murdered is heinously unpleasant, so I probably would escape death. LOL.

Casey always finds herself embroiled in the mystery, even when she is determined to stay out of things. And she always solves the crime. Mostly by letting people talk to her and listening to what they are and are not saying.

℘℘℘℘℘ – Five Pages. I read everything Betty puts out. My only complaint is she takes her time. I want more books. But I admire the finished product. What a catch 22.

 

Book Review: The Last Star

My number finally came up on the wait list and I got my hands on a copy of The Last Star by Rick Yancey. I have elsewhere talked about the first two installments in this series. And I have to say number three did not disappoint.

My biggest complaint about the first book, The Fifth Wave, was that it was 75% from Cassie’s whiny perspective. The second book, The Infinite Sea, was like 75% the bad ass characters from the first book. So I liked that one a lot.

The Last Star almost but not quite wraps things up. I don’t want to give too much away but let me say that Rick Yancey doesn’t tie it all up in a nice little bow where man kind pulls together to triumph over the nasty alien race that wants to annihilate them. There is not a pretty Hollywood ending. And I like that. Although it made me cry and I don’t like that.

So book three, the battle continues to rage. How does a small band of juveniles defeat a much technologically superior enemy? I’m flashing back to Red Dawn, the first one of course, not the remake. The answer in case you haven’t seen the movie, is with desperate strength and courage.

Just read the series. I know Cassie can be a bit off putting in the first book but keep in mind by book three she will be waxing poetic about Bacon.

Thinking about the bacon-the potential of bacon-gives me hope. Not all is lost if bacon isn’t.

She can’t be all bad, LOL.

℘℘℘℘℘ – Five Pages. I read this Sunday morning while my son and his friends had cartoons and pancakes. In fact I read this while making pancakes and sausage and then was momentarily sad I hadn’t made bacon. I’ll definitely look at other series by Rick Yancey. I probably won’t watch the movie though. Hollywood will just make whiny Cassie more whiny I am sure.

Book Review: The Lost Track of Time

I grabbed The Lost Track of Time by Paige Britt at one the scholastic warehouse sales I take the kiddo to twice a year.  It looked like something right up my alley, girl literally falls into her schedule to find time to write. smiles. The last warehouse sale I was at, my friend K brought it up to me and said, this so looks like something you’d like. I had to laugh and tell her I’d already bought it at the last sale.

Paige does an interesting job of intertwining pun and play on word lines with great story telling. I know I complained previous about too much play on words but this is not overdone at all. It’s funny. I felt so much for the main character, Penelope, who’s parents literally schedule every moment of her day. And she tries to talk to them about the things she wants. But they are incapable of hearing her. That part made me sad.

But then she falls into a schedule page that by some inexplainable mistake, was left blank, and Penelope runs off with the page while her mom is busy trying to figure out how it happened and how to fill the time. Because you can’t just do NOTHING. An amazing adventure ensues. Read it for yourself. But I do want to share a few lines that struck me so I had to read them two or three times.

Many had time to spare and would share it with anyone who asked. “There’s no present like time,” they’d say and give away minutes, hours, even days to those in need. (65)

Make sure you read that right. It doesn’t say there’s no time like the present, which is of course what my brain read the first time through. “There’s no present like time.”

“All we know is how you are, and how you are is exactly how you’re meant to be.” (102)

Pfffft. Mind Blown. This is me. As I should be. Makes me want to stop trying so hard to be a good person. It just go with my gut.

“The only time you can spend is the time you have right now. And the time you have right now is all the time in the world.” (235-236)

All the time in the world….

℘℘℘℘ – Four Pages. This one was hard to rate because it impacted me, but at times it dragged. LOL. So I compromised on a 4 rating.

Book Review: Patient Zero

Fellow blogger and book enthusiast Lilyn over at SciFi and Scary reviewed Patient Zero by Jonathan Maberry a bit back and she made it sound like something I might like. That’s pretty hard to do because I’m not a huge fan of zombie stuff. Just see my posts about checking the bushes for zombies when I have to walk the dog in the dark. And to top it off the library only had it in this weird adobe editions thing, which meant I had to read the book on the big family computer. The one my hubs uses to game on and my son games and homeschools on. But by Chapter 5 I was wondering how I could rearrange my day to keep reading. I couldn’t of course and so every time I would come into the kitchen to read and find someone on the computer I would growl, not unlike a zombie. LOL

Patient Zero is the first in the Joe Ledger series. Terrorists have come up with a new way to attack America, zombies. The book’s time line is compressed, just a week. With multiple spectacular action sequences. I kept finding myself slightly dizzy and my chest super tight and then realized I was literally holding my breathe while I was reading. I’m guessing some people would complain that the action was gratuitous and the detective work too detailed to be interesting, but I was enthralled. This is pure adventure. Time to save the world people.

Part of me is desperate to get the next one and part of me is so wrung out from the adrenalin ride that I need a vacation. LOL. I’ve decided on a compromise, I ordered the physical copy of Code Zero, the next Joe Ledger from the library. That will take at least a week. Maybe in the mean time, I can finish the four other books I’m reading right now. LOL

℘℘℘℘℘ – Five Pages. I would have read it in one sitting if I could have. Already ordered the next book in the series. If you like your blood pumping, this book is amazing.

Book Review: The Readaholics and the Poirot Puzzle

My TBR shelf is over flowing and I should really be reading some non fiction stuff to put together a curriculum for my geography cum history/literature class this fall and yet while my book is out for beta I couldn’t help but binge on fun reading. Like The Readaholics and the Poirot Puzzle by Laura DiSilverio. Readaholics? Oh yeah. Agatha Christie reference? double check check.

The Poirot reference isn’t the only thing Christiesque about the book. It went down smooth, like creme caramel sliding off the spoon, tantalizing your tongue before landing lightly on your belly. Well this book slid gently off the page, tantalizing my eyes before landing lightly on my brain and dissipating.

Amy Faye, the main character, has her hands full, with a book club that reads only mysteries (Can I join?) and then watches the movie made of them. Her own event planning business. A hot new love interest. And her brother’s new brew pub – she’s handling the opening. Nothing like a murder to mar an event.

I read this in one day, partly thanks to the hubs who took the kiddo to the pool for 3 hours, hello found reading time. But I might have anyway since when options arose, I opted to keep my nose in this creme caramel, each time, til it was done. And yes, I scraped the bottom of the bowl. Then went online to order the first book in the series. LOL

℘℘℘℘℘ – Five Pages for the sheer joy of this total fluff.

PS. Just finished the first one, Readaholics and the Falcon Fiasco, also fabulous.

Book Review: Death, Taxes, and a Satin Garter

I got an email from a marketing intern at a publishing house asking if I want to review Death, Taxes, and a Satin Garter by Diane Kelly before it released. Oh heck yeah. I love getting books early. Diane Kelly writes the police dog book series I adore because she includes chapters from the point of view of Brigit the German Shep. LOVE it.

So I e-gallied Satin Garter with pleasure. This is considerably along in the series, the 11th book in fact, and I haven’t read any of them before. shrug. Was not a problem at all. The cases Tara Holloway works in the book are stand alone. All characters are introduced in a way that explains quickly where Tara knows them from. The romance is already blooming but it’s still fun to enjoy their process. Cough, cough, no pun intended.

I have to admit I found the first third of the book slow, but maybe that was just my mental state at the time, because the next two times I sat down to read I really liked the book. I felt it moved at an appropriate pace, was funny and entertaining, and I was mildly irritated when I had to stop reading and handle something else. It’s a pretty quick read, maybe 5 hours. It left me with no lingering questions about the state of the world or any desire to gouge my own eyes out. LOL. It was just a pleasure.

℘℘℘℘ – Four Pages. Read it in 3 sittings. I’ll definitely grab more in this series.

Death, Taxes, and a Satin Garter releases August 2nd.

Book Review: Good Intentions

Two years ago at Norwescon I attended a panel where one of the panelists was explaining how he felt he should put a warning in the front of his first novel. He actually read the warning out loud to the group. This was my introduction to Good Intentions by Elliott Kaygoodintentions-400x598. By the time Elliott was done reading the warning, I knew I wanted to read the book. But I can be a bit of a slacker and didn’t get around to picking the book up until after this year’s Norwescon.

Whew, what a read. I more or less read all 400 or so pages in two big blocks. The break in the middle was caused only by my trip to Hawaii – I have an actual physical copy of the book and it weighs a ton. LOL. Elliott defines this as an urban fantasy erotica. And the book is smokin hot. I mean smokin. Oddly enough it’s not the sex scenes that got my attention, clears throat, it’s the phenomenal way Elliott builds to it. The tension is very….um…yeah…

Ok, onto the plot. Love it. Imagine a world where good and evil are actually in a place of detente. Where things are balanced and the powers that be on both sides are comfortable in that balance. Now imagine a mortal with good intentions accidentally sets in motion an unbalancing of that power. Yep. And you get sex too. To share one of my favorite quotes from the book, which pretty much sums the whole thing up: “You got into this whole mess because of your conscience,” she smirked. “Thinking with your cock hasn’t gotten you into trouble once yet.” 

℘℘℘℘℘ – Five Pages. Absolutely reading the rest of this series. Write fast, El
liott, then write faster.

 

Elliott kindly agreed to be interviewed by me and even answered ALElliott-Kay-pic-218x300L of my questions, though he should have been working on the next book.

But he’s awesome and I think you’ll agree when you get done reading this.

Right off the bat I have to ask, how did you come to combine such an interesting plot arc with erotica?

Originally, I only set out to write the erotica. Since erotic stories are usually a little over the top anyway, I like using a fantastical premise to help with suspension of disbelief. But even if it was “just erotica,” characters needed personalities and goals, and I quickly found myself wanting to do much more with these characters than just bringing them from one sexy scene to the next. If writing is a split between “plotting” vs “pantsing,” Good Intentions is almost 100% pantsed.
Almost 100% pantsed. ROFL. Given most of your characters spend a significant portion of time out of their pants, who are you in the book? Or are they all you?
A lot of them are bits of me. Certainly a lot of Alex comes from me, or at least who I was when I was twenty-ish. I remember being freaked out when dating & love didn’t fit the idealized models I had learned from fiction. But there’s also a lot of me in Jason, and even Lorelei.
Rachel, Drew, Molly, and Onyx are all based to some extent on friends either past or current. Wade is written closely enough to one of my buddies that any of our mutual friends who’ve read the book immediately recognize him.
I really wanted some of the external characters to die in Good Intentions, is their basis in your friends what led you to keep them all alive? 
I kept them alive for several reasons. First, there are harmful tropes I absolutely hate, and I don’t want to play into them (fridging; killing off black characters; killing off bisexuals). Even apart from, I have strong feelings about character deaths for the sake of drama. I still have use for these characters. And ultimately, I wanted a Happily Ever After. It’s meant to be a light-hearted book. HEAs don’t work for me if I know there’s a funeral around the corner. I can’t stand it at the end of a film where everyone laughs even after they’ve lost friends along the way. “Hahaha oh hey wait up, someone ought to tell Frank’s wife he died…”
Er, I’ll pass on that assignment thanks. So, how long did it take you to write the first draft of the manuscript?
About three-ish months. It happened largely because I posted each chapter online (at literotica) as soon as it was done. Instant feedback meant instant gratification, so I was pushed along quickly. (Plus I was kinda trying to hide from life at the time.) I’ve never come close tonatconsequences-201x300 writing that fast since then.
Whimpers quietly. But you’re working on Book Three right now, right? Right?
Clears throat, so… are Drew and Taylor ever going to hook up because they seem really well suited to each other? LOL
Maybe! Taylor didn’t make it into book 2, but she’s in book 3. It’s a pairing that makes sense. I’m playing with a lot of ideas for Drew right now and some for Taylor, too.
What is the best part about being an indie (or traditional) author for you?
Working at my own pace. My deadlines are all of my own choosing.

Um, well some of your readers might just complain about that. LOL. What “person” do you like to write in? First Person, Third Person, etc. – and why?

 Third, because I like to get into everyone’s head. Even the villains. I especially prefer third person when writing erotic stuff, because first person somehow feels less intimate and less believable.
Even the villains? I think I know which way this answer will go before I even ask, but do you like villains or heroes better? Which are more fun to write?
I definitely like writing heroes better, but I tend not to think of “heroes” as being all that cut and dried. I like a hero who is every bit as scary as the bad guys.
 
Well then, what story scares you?
Virtually anything I was ever assigned to read in a literature class. Practically everything from junior high on up through college was an unending funeral dirge of helplessness and misery. I think the happiest thing I ever read in a class was Beowulf. The thought of going back to books like that scares me.
 You actually read your assigned high school reading? Wow. You heard it here folks. People did actually read Tess of the D’ Urbervilles and not die of misery and boredom. You are a hero to us all. Speaking of which, have you ever been recognized by a fan in public for your writing?
Nope. 
I might beg to differ. But technically I knew who you were before I read anything you wrote, so I suppose that doesn’t count. Have you ever met any of your literary heroes, and if so, were they amazing, disappointing or just plain awkward?
Probably the most formative stuff I read as a kid was comic books, and my gateway was the GI Joe comic (which is NOTHING like the cartoon). At ECCC a couple years back, I made a point of finding the author, Larry Hama (who is amazing). I shook his hand and told him he taught me how to read.
He smiled, and he was really nice, but he had this kind of exasperated look on his face, as if he was thinking, “Good God, how many times am I gonna hear that from guys pushing forty years old?”
Bwahahahah. Hasn’t he heard the saying don’t do anything great if you can’t take the credit for it? LOL. If writing suddenly made you rich and famous, what would you do?
Once I had a nice house and some investments for security’s sake, I’d probably go philanthropy-crazy. The single best thing I’ve done with my books so far was a charity drive for the Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America (IAVA). It let me make a nice hefty donation to them, and it felt really good to do. I have a lot of different causes I’d like to support.
You are just way too nice. You have some guilty secret. What is your dirty reading pleasure? You know the one you never tell anyone you read?
No guilt here at all: the original Conan the Barbarian stories by Robert E. Howard. I love that stuff.

Interesting. Favourite opening line from a book?

“It is my first morning of high school. I have seven new notebooks, a skirt I hate, and a stomachache.” –“Speak” by Laurie Halse Anderson
First book that made you cry?
Cheesy as it sounds: Tom Clancy’s “Clear and Present Danger.” There’s a scene where Jack Ryan is watching a mortally wounded man’s last moments, and he suddenly blurts out that he’ll take care of college tuition for the guy’s kids. It really came from out of nowhere, but it felt really genuine. I was 17. That’s the earliest I can remember getting choked up by a book.
Ah ha. I knew you had a guilty secret. Wait. Crap, that’s not even bad. Ok, give us a juicy writing secret then. 
To make a character more life-like in dialogue and such, cast the character in your head like a movie role. Imagine a specific actor, or better yet, someone you know personally. How would THEY deliver those lines? React to these events?
I like that. Especially since I already do it. LOL. I see all my books as movies in my head. If you could be any one of your favourite characters (your own or others you’ve read) for one day, who and why?
I’d be Captain America! It would probably be hard, but on the bright side, I’d be right about everything all day long.
I kinda think you already are. Kind to fan girls, check. Give of your time and money to charity, check. Cry over men taking care of other people’s children, check. I think I’m gonna have to force you to admit at least one flaw. Which word / phrase do you find yourself always over-using and having to edit out?
“For a moment,” “in a moment,” “after a moment.” I seem to use a lot of moments.
Well isn’t that lovely (my own personal bailiwick). We’ll be back after this moment with more from Elliott Kay. Kidding, just kidding. So you have two books in the Good Intentions series out right now, you’re writing the third. You have a Military Sci Fi trilogy out as well, the Poor Man’s Fight, Rich Man’s War, and Dead Man’s Debt. What’s next for you?
I’m *determined* to write a Dragon Age: Inquisition fanfic based on some cosplayers I saw at Emerald City Comic Con this year. They were just chillin’ on some stairs eating food. I immediately had a whole story in mind for it. Soon as this next book is done, I’m writing that fanfic.
Sounds…lovely. LOL. Thanks so much for stopping by and entertaining my readers. Thanks for writing fun porn with real plot. My husband thinks Good Intentions is fabulous and he hasn’t even read it yet.  

Saturday Study: Writing With the Master

Writing With the Master by Tony Vanderwarker was an amusing read. Mainly because Tony was so pleased with himself all the time. I kept waiting for the inevitable fall. Which of course came, multiple times.

Writing  is the detailed account of the time Tony’s good friend (as in John flew them on his private jet to vacation in Italy),  John Grisham, offered to help Tony write a book. It comes out as you read that John has already set Tony up with his agent but the agent passed. So John says he will help Tony write a novel.

Help is a subjective term I suppose. John helps him fine tune his plot, if you can call it fine tuning when you plunk a chunk of wood down in front of a wood worker and they whittle it into a beautiful sculpture. Then he hand holds him through the process of writing an outline, with multiple redos, all the while telling him how to make each major plot point good. Then a couple of drafts of the novel, fine tuning again.

In the end, no one wants the novel. Which is why Tony writes this one about writing a novel with John Grisham.

I suppose I learned a few things:

A) no matter who you know it can still be a rough road to get published traditionally.

B) You have to want it and it has to be the right time both for you and the market.

C) You can’t do it for the love of money. You have to do it for the love of the words.

℘℘℘ – Three pages. I read it. I would not recommend it.

Book Review – Fitty Cent

Remember a few hundred blogs back when I groused about how life could be worse than selling only a few books? I mentioned the books at the Scholastic Book Fair I picked up for fifty cents or less. So here it is in all it’s glory. (The other one turned out to be good and I already reviewed it.)

Dead is a State of Mind, Marlene Perez.

I’m not sure which is more horrifying A) how badly this book is written or B) that it’s third in a series, traditionally published I might add. This a YA paranormal mystery. Cool, I thought anyway. The way it is written reminds me of my writing in high school. It’s totally unrealistic in ways that have NOTHING to do with Werewolves, vampires, and psychics. It’s cliched, head jumpy, and super passive. It was so bad I want to rewrite it right now to make it better, because it could have been good. The general idea was fun. A town that is more or less open about their un-normality. A family of psychics and their human and other than human friends. And who doesn’t love a good murder mystery.

I want my 50 cents back.

This post is replacing Second quarter One Page reviews, cause this is actually the only bad book I read this quarter.

Book Review: The Martian

By now everyone and their brother has probably read The Martian by Andy Weir but what can I say, I tend to avoid those things which EVERYONE says you have to do. But it was available on kindle download and I was looking for something to take on my CA trip that wouldn’t be so interesting I would choose to read it over working on my own novel. LOL

I never read it on the trip. I was home for a good week before I double clicked one morning while waiting for my son to finish breakfast so I could start his home school for the day. Holy crap. I laughed my ass off. I actually read parts of it out loud to my husband who in his defense was just trying to pack his lunch and get out the door.

I read all day. Finished it in one day. Loved every second of it. I actually wish I had read it earlier because I knew from all the popular talk, Mark Watney gets off Mars. And I would have liked to have worried about him.

Mark Watney is funny. My kind of smart ass, all the way. He’s MacGyver with less zen like Buddhist peace. He’s politically incorrect. And the science is phenomenal.

If you haven’t read it, just do it. Whether you like science fiction or not has ZERO baring on the damn book. This isn’t science fiction. This is what man is capable of when he has to be. What man is capable of when politics are swept away and people work together for a common goal. The book is a love letter to man at his best. Happy Fourth!

℘℘℘℘℘℘ – 6 pages. A rare rating from me.