Book Review: A is for Alibi

I had never read Sue Grafton. I’d been tempted, with so many books to her name it seemed a possible vista of reading. When she died recently, James over at This is My Truth Now, penned a lovely tribute which made me run out (virtually anyway) and order a book.

I started at the beginning. A is for Alibi.

Book Description (Courtesy of Amazon):

A IS FOR AVENGER
A tough-talking former cop, private investigator Kinsey Millhone has set up a modest detective agency in a quiet corner of Santa Teresa, California. A twice-divorced loner with few personal possessions and fewer personal attachments, she’s got a soft spot for underdogs and lost causes.

A IS FOR ACCUSED
That’s why she draws desperate clients like Nikki Fife. Eight years ago, she was convicted of killing her philandering husband. Now she’s out on parole and needs Kinsey’s help to find the real killer. But after all this time, clearing Nikki’s bad name won’t be easy.

A IS FOR ALIBI
If there’s one thing that makes Kinsey Millhone feel alive, it’s playing on the edge. When her investigation turns up a second corpse, more suspects, and a new reason to kill, Kinsey discovers that the edge is closer―and sharper―than she imagined.

My thoughts:

I hated the opening of this book. Had it not been on my kindle I might have thrown it. Utter balderdash. But then on page 3, one of the characters says something – being a mistress is all about an ego trip. And I thought well, damn, at least she isn’t afraid to talk honestly about humans and the why they do the things they do. I’ll read on.

I can’t say it was a great mystery. I knew who dun it a third of the way thru. shrug. But it was an interesting read. Interesting enough for me order B is for Burglar. I kind of want to see where this is going. What it will look like when Sue and Kinsey hit their stride.

Agatha Christie Read-a-thon Week 3

Every body say hi to Jay over at This is My Truth Now. He’s hosting this month long love affair with the first lady of mystery, Agatha Christie. This week’s book was The Body in the Library.

The basics (Courtesy of Goodreads):

Colonel Bantry has found the strangled body of an exotic blonde bombshell lying on his library hearth – and the neighbors are beginning to talk! When Miss Marple takes an interest, though, things begin to move along nicely, and its all far more convoluted – and sordid – than the genteel Bantrys could have imagined.

A curmudgeonly financier, his self-absorbed adult children, a couple of pragmatic and clever hotel workers, tons of money and influence, a wild local lad, some smitten girls, the film business, mix into a classic Christie plot filled with twists, turns, and double-backs galore. Plus the glorious settings of A Great House, a fancy Hotel, and an excessively genteel little village, and let’s not forget Miss Marple…

 

My Thoughts:

This is one of my FAVE Aggies. I adore Miss Marple. She’s so straight forward in a lovely, polite, mid Victorian manner. Nothing people do shocks her. In fact, she can often guess what and why before anyone else because she knows people. Miss Marple insists everyone is much the same, human nature being so predictable. I often wonder if Agatha Christie was rather like Miss Marple in a large amount.

This book lays claim to awesome quotes like “fairly made the toe of my boot itch.”

The plot is amazing and to explain why it’s amazing I might have to spoil it a bit. So stop reading now if you hate spoilers.

The Body in the Library - Christie, Agatha

Just a little pic to break it up.

Now back to the spoiling. The whole book it’s forced on you that only two people have a reason to kill Ruby and they both have air tight alibis. All that forcing makes you think it must be someone else right? A forced card like that provokes a reaction. But…

It is actually one of them. And the alibis are for naught as there is a second dead body, a little switcharoo.

Brilliant!

Fiendish Friday: Work?

I’ve noticed this trend. Whenever I go somewhere during the “working” day, someone inevitably comments “but you don’t work right?” as soon as it comes about that I home school my child. And I have to ask, you – not them, what exactly do you think I do all day? Eat bonbons and watch soap operas. I can’t remember the last time I ate a bonbon (keto mug cakes do not count) and Property Brothers is not a soap opera despite the hi-jinx and twins involved.  So this is what I did yesterday while “not working” and to be honest this is pretty close to an average day for me.

Get up, make coffee

Walk Dog

check personal email, check professional email, read and respond to commentary on blog

home school child

hang dry wall

spend an hour pulling weeds

watch 4 additional children who’s parents (friends of mine) needed help (5.5 hours)

read 120 pages of a text on effective marketing

write wednesday words blog, write review of marketing book

quick 30 minute meeting on registration for the coop and what still needs handling

yoga for an hour

shower

cook dinner

dishes

pick up house

eat with hubs

crochet half an infinity scarf for xmas while watching home repair shows

research tile and wall paper options and prepare a slide show for the hubs to review so he can have an opinion on the bathroom I am renovating

write shopping list for home depot trip

pack my clothes, the kiddo’s clothes, keto friendly snacks, and vitamins for weekend trip to FIL’s birthday event

read 50 pages of a cozy mystery before bed.

 

There you go, my non-working day. Seriously, I miss the days when I went to the office for my job for 8 hours.

Then on the drive home I saw this sign. “Life sometimes hands you lemons but you don’t have to suck on them.”

Well crap. ROFL. Fine, I’m going to take them lemons, add butter, almond flour, an egg, monk fruit extract and make me a mug cake.

 

Wednesday Words 4.18

I got rather a lot of downloads from the 48 hour free run I did earlier this week. Especially considering I hadn’t bought marketing for it. My friends pestered their friends. Let’s hope that turns into votes next week. Pretty please with sugar on top.

I haven’t actually written new words in over a week. The kiddo was on spring break last week which usually means lots of play dates and special events where I can squeeze in quality time with my laptop. Only….he came down with a cold on day 1.

I finished the bathroom demolition though. And created another 200 gallons of yard waste to be taken away. I’m hanging dry wall now and still creating yard waste. I think I’ll be planting new bits in the yard next week.

In the mean time, many an idea is percolating in the brain for the second novel in my mystery series. So I can get right back to writing on that now that the kiddo is better.

For the Dismember series, I think the first one is going to be named The Body in the Pool. Then the second and third ones can be The Body in the etc. Keeping an association in the series. I’m thinking The Body in the File for book two maybe. Or maybe The Body in the Past.

Voting for RONE Suspense/Thriller Novels opens next Monday. Here’s the link to the voting page. Yes, I know there’s no little radio buttons. Those will be active next week.

What’s going on in your writing world?

Book Review: The Subtle Art of Not Giving A…

I kept seeing references to The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck everywhere. A blog I follow mentioned it, then another. Then FB posts started appearing, every one talking about Mark Manson’s ideas and suggestions.

The Basics (Courtesy of Harper Collins):

In this generation-defining self-help guide, a superstar blogger cuts through the crap to show us how to stop trying to be “positive” all the time so that we can truly become better, happier people.

For decades, we’ve been told that positive thinking is the key to a happy, rich life. “F**k positivity,” Mark Manson says. “Let’s be honest, shit is f**ked and we have to live with it.” In his wildly popular Internet blog, Manson doesn’t sugarcoat or equivocate. He tells it like it is—a dose of raw, refreshing, honest truth that is sorely lacking today. The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F**k is his antidote to the coddling, let’s-all-feel-good mindset that has infected modern society and spoiled a generation, rewarding them with gold medals just for showing up.

Manson makes the argument, backed both by academic research and well-timed poop jokes, that improving our lives hinges not on our ability to turn lemons into lemonade, but on learning to stomach lemons better. Human beings are flawed and limited—”not everybody can be extraordinary, there are winners and losers in society, and some of it is not fair or your fault.” Manson advises us to get to know our limitations and accept them. Once we embrace our fears, faults, and uncertainties, once we stop running and avoiding and start confronting painful truths, we can begin to find the courage, perseverance, honesty, responsibility, curiosity, and forgiveness we seek.

There are only so many things we can give a f**k about so we need to figure out which ones really matter, Manson makes clear. While money is nice, caring about what you do with your life is better, because true wealth is about experience. A much-needed grab-you-by-the-shoulders-and-look-you-in-the-eye moment of real-talk, filled with entertaining stories and profane, ruthless humor, The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F**k is a refreshing slap for a generation to help them lead contented, grounded lives.

My Thoughts:

I actually considered buying this one before I saw the 12 plus dollar cost for an e-book. Um, no. So I got on the very long list at the library. Eventually the book came to me.

I ended up reading it almost entirely in one day. It was just the way the timing shook out. Some things got canceled and moved about so I had time to read. That in and of itself was a pleasure.

Manson was mostly preaching to the choir. So many things he went on about, the constant media onslaught to be extraordinary, the pressure that if you aren’t – you are lazy or a failure and a loser, the role the media plays in increasing school shootings…The idea that our emotions are a feedback to loop to look at what we value. You have to pick and choose what to spend your time, effort, and emotion on. Not new ideas.

We often like books, blogs, people who agree with us. So my saying I enjoyed this book, is not saying much. Manson is funny though. He’s also thought provoking. Emotional. Vulnerable in his openness about his own shortcomings.

If you’re easily offended by swearing, this is not the book for you.

But if you can overlook a potty mouth that wants to shock you into thinking…it’s an interesting read.

Ostrich Mentality Nominated for RONE

Yup. You read that right. Ostrich Mentality got nominated for a RONE award. And because I like to share when something good happens, for the next 48 hours you can download Ostrich Mentality from Amazon for free. Yup. FREE

Give it read and then pop over to www.indtale.com between April 23rd and April 29th to vote for Ostrich Mentality in the Suspense/Thriller category.

A high professional review got me into this competition but votes from readers will get me to the finals!

Agatha Christie Read-a-thon Week 2

Once again the delight of an Agatha Christie read-a-thon this April is being hosted by the amazing Jay over at This is My Truth Now.  This week’s Agatha gem was Peril at End House. You can check out what other readers had to say here.

Basic Summary (Courtesy of Goodreads):

Hercule Poirot is vacationing on the Cornish coast when he meets Nick Buckly. Nick is the young and reckless mistress of End House, an imposing structure perched on the rocky cliffs of St. Loo.

Poirot has taken a particular interest in the young woman who has recently narrowly escaped a series of life-threatening accidents. Something tells the Belgian sleuth that these so-called accidents are more than just mere coincidences or a spate of bad luck. It seems all too clear to him that someone is trying to do away with poor Nick, but who? And, what is the motive? In his quest for answers, Poirot must delve into the dark history of End House. The deeper he gets into his investigation, the more certain he is that the killer will soon strike again. And, this time, Nick may not escape with her life.

My Thoughts:

Full disclosure. I don’t like this particular Aggie. I don’t. I know. Shhh. Just breathe and it will pass.

This one makes me sad. So many people die, so needlessly and for the dumbest of reasons. Yes, Poirot is brilliant. Yes, I believe people actually act this dumb. Yes, I buy his deductions. There’s nothing wrong with the writing. Or the plot. Or the characters.

But it just leaves me worn and sad for the state of the world. A little heartbroken for young lovers who deserve better. A bit nostalgic for an old fashioned hero who took great risk just to prove he could and was cheered by the world for doing so. sigh

I clearly missed my time period. LOL. I think I’ll just pop back to the 40’s and enjoy it all first hand.

Fiendish Friday: The Big Hit 1998

Did you ever see that moderately heinous/moderately hilarious Mark Wahlberg movie, The Big Hit? Late nineties. Studios were just figuring out that a big name did not make a big hit on it’s own anymore. LOL.

Anyway…near the start of the movie a minor character is trying to commit seppuku. He’s all decked out in his best, on his knees, signing the traditional lament, sword held a loft …

and the phone keeps ringing.

You can see that thoughts on his face. What the f? I’m trying to kill myself here and you people won’t leave me alone.

I’ve been on the verge of quitting writing a few times now.

First, I just couldn’t finish a novel.

But I found a writing group that loved me gently through the process.

Then, my booked bombed.

I was so depressed.

But I was teaching a writing class on how to write and publish in a year and I couldn’t quit on my happy, eager students.

Then the feedback from Beta on my second book was epic bad.

But a trashy little short I wrote got accepted into a horror anthology with several bigger name writers. And the anthology did really well.

So I worked like mad to release my second book shortly after that to capitalize on that momentum.

Then I had to face the sad truth – without enough reviews you can’t get marketing and without marketing I don’t have a big enough fan base to get enough reviews to get marketing.

I decided this year was it. I’m releasing three books. If they all do badly – I’m done. It’s too heart breaking.

And now I got nominated for an indie and small pub award. What?

Fine. I’ll answer the damn ringing phone.

 

Wednesday Words 4.11

A while back I applied for a review from a professional review publication. A few friends had used them before and considered them not a scam. I heard nothing for like 8 months. I assumed A) they hated it. B) it was so bad they declined to even send it out to reviewers. C) well you can imagine.

So um today I found out I am up for an award from them for how highly I was reviewed.

The review is here.

But I’ll cut and paste to save you some effort:

An interesting take on a time period in the not so distant past, “Ostrich Mentality” is an eye-opening tale with a colorful cast. Despite being 316 pages, the reader will fly through this fast-paced novel, immersed in its intelligent suspense. The fact that this novel is not far from the truth gives the story a sinister feel. The reader feels invested and engrossed in Galatea and her journey. It is also refreshing to read a clever tale where advanced technology is very different from what we know today without the story losing its credibility and development. Overall, “Ostrich Mentality” is an engaging work of espionage and biological warfare. Some may find the topic boring and tedious, but fans of speculative fiction should make sure to add it to their to be read list!

Say what?

Ostrich Mentality is up for a RONE Award. Reader voting will take place April 23rd to April 29th for my category, Suspense/Thriller.

Vote at www.indtale.com for Ostrich Mentality April 23 to April 29th.

If I get through this round it goes to a panel of industry professional who will pick the winner in each category.

I’m kind of flummoxed. But what the heck…

Vote at www.indtale.com for Ostrich Mentality April 23 to April 29th.

Book Review: The Blood Card

I just finished the latest Magic Men book, The Blood Card. I adore Elly Griffiths. I read everything she writes. I’ve gotten several friends into her two series.

The Basics (Courtesy of GoodReads): Elizabeth II’s coronation is looming, but the murder of their wartime commander, Colonel Cartwright, spoils the happy mood for DI Edgar Stephens and magician Max Mephisto. A playbill featuring another deceased comrade is found in Colonel Cartwright’s possession, and a playing card, the ace of hearts: the blood card. The wartime connection and the suggestion of magic are enough for him to put Stephens and Mephisto on the case.

Edgar’s investigation into the death of Brighton fortune-teller Madame Zabini is put on hold. Max is busy rehearsing for a spectacular Coronation Day variety show – and his television debut – so it’s Edgar who is sent to New York, a land of plenty worlds away from still-rationed England. He’s on the trail of a small-town mesmerist who may provide the key, but someone else silences him first. It’s Sergeant Emma Holmes who finds the clue, buried in the files of the Zabini case, that leads them to an anarchist group intent on providing an explosive finale to Coronation Day.

Now it’s up to Edgar, Max and Emma to foil the plot, and find out who it is who’s been dealing the cards . . .

My thoughts:

She let me down this time. Weak tea, this book. And maybe it’s that I’ve been doing rather a lot of Beta lately but I couldn’t help noticing her excessive use of crutch words like but and just. Many, many times a chapter. Was she on a short time line?

The plot was tepid as well. A bit tame. Predictable. Convoluted in a way that did not intrigue – left me tired. sigh.

It’s so disappointing when a favorite author lets you down badly.

Then again, I’d rather read tepid Elly Griffiths, then 50 shades of vampires.