I am such a sucker for a good psychological thriller so I
totally jumped at the chance to read The
Innocent Wife by Amy Lloyd (published at the end of December) because wow,
how many boxes did that blurb tick for me? A Death Row killer, the English
schoolteacher who falls in love with him, the Making the Murderer style documentary that leads to his release,
the realisation after the fact that maybe he’s not as innocent as he seems. SO
MANY BOXES.
Book Review: Artemis
OH MY GOODNESS AND ALSO GRACIOUS THIS BOOK. I LOVED IT.
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I was always going to, I know I was. It was one of my most
anticipated reads of last year for a reason. A HEIST ON THE MOON, GUYS. I am so
glad it didn’t disappoint. I am less glad that it stole my Sunday, which was
the first day in ages that the skies were blue and probably I should have been
outdoors, and not curled under a blanket all day reading but whatever. I have
no regrets. Isn’t it the best ever when you’re super excited for a book and
when you finally read it you LOVE it? For sure it is.
In Which I Got a New Kindle
HAPPY BELATED NEW YEAR.
Wow I am already so far behind the times but worry not!! I am going to
be ALL ABOUT THE BLOGGING this year. By which I mean I will probably blog like
crazy for a few weeks and then go back to my usual failings but whatever – the
intention is there. Anyhow. I’m going to talk at you a little bit about the
back end of last year and the start of this one, and maybe a little bit about
what I hope my 2018 might look like. A little bit of a catch-up if you will.
So. WHAT NEWS. Christmas was lovely. I spent it with my
favourites: my best friend and my family and it was full of fun times and
giggles and then I went on holiday on Boxing Day for just over a week. I did
the same a couple of years sgo and I really am such a fan of it because that
week between Christmas and New Year is always such a weird week and I’m not a
fan of New Year’s Eve as a thing anyway so getting away from it all nad having
some QT in the mountains is the absolute best for me. I had a horrible early
morning flight which was not my favourite at all – so not a morning person -
but which gave me the chance to get to know the Christmas present I got myself
because, drumroll please, I used part
of my Christmas bonus (which probs I should have put to one side for when I have
to pay my tax bill at the end of this month but whatever you only live once) to
BUY A NEW KINDLE. #successfulmoneymanagement
I won’t lie: this felt like a necessity more than a treat
truth be told (holy first world problems, batman, I know) because I didn’t
really want a new Kindle. I love my
trusty Kindle Keyboard with all my bookish heart but it’s absolutely on its
last legs. Every time I use it I am on tenterhooks expecting it to die and it
felt like it made sense to buy a new one whilst I had the cash (and my best guy
has been on at me to get one ever since it out and out refused to work when we were on holiday in the summer
and who can blame him because who wants to be stuck in a foreign country with a
me with nothing to read? NOBODY. He was probably dreading what this ski trip
would look like if it happened again and I had no reading material) and so I
used Christmas as an excuse and I ordered me a Paperwhite.
I love it, actually. I even loaded some books to it all on
my own, which was easier than I expected it to be actually because wow I am a
technophobe but magically it came linked to my Amazon account and all the books
were there just waiting to be downloaded and it was so easy. We’re just getting to know each other but so far it’s
going well. I think we’re going to be just fine. Welcome to my world,
Paperwhite.
2017 Best Reads
Let’s talk very quickly about all the books I gave 5 stars
to in 2017 because YES and also because if you discount Handmaid’s which was a
re-re-re-re-read, there were 10 of them which is a nice number for a round-up
and also points to A Good Reading Year.
I’m going to keep this post pocket sized but shall also link
back to where I’ve chatted about them previously so that I am not repeating
myself. Mostly all you need to know is that THESE BOOKS ARE EXCELLENT.
In which I love bookish snail mail
Best thing since
ever, am I right? I am, I’m totally right. Not always or about everything, but
absolutely about this.
I mean most of my
snail mail is dullsville, bills and other such adult stuff about which I care
not a jot but which I have to deal with because I am trying my hardest to do
successful adulting.
Trying my hardest
but not always succeeding.
‘My head hurts. I
need ibupforen and hugs,’ I wailed at my Dad recently, ‘I am not ready to
self-parent,’ and because most post is telling me about money that will be
leaving my bank account and thus making me sad, it feels nice when those little
boxes rock up. I mean I know that money has had to leave my bank account in
order for me to get said boxes, but whatever: I feel much better about spending
my hard earned cash on bookish goodies than on gas and electric and council
tax. It’s just the way it is.
Book Review: Manhattan Beach
Oh my goodness but this book. Which, is that how I start a
lot of blog posts lately? I feel like it is. I make no apology; I’m reading
some good stuff. This book is Some Good Stuff.
Book Review: Genuine Fraud
Blog Tour: Little Fires Everywhere
Everyone in Shaker Heights was talking about it that summer: how
Isabelle, the last of the Richardson children, had finally gone around the bend
and burned the house down.
In Shaker Heights, a placid, progressive
suburb of Cleveland, everything is meticulously planned - from the layout of
the winding roads, to the colours of the houses, to the successful lives its
residents will go on to lead. And no one embodies this spirit more than Elena
Richardson, whose guiding principal is playing by the rules.
Enter Mia Warren - an enigmatic artist
and single mother- who arrives in this idyllic bubble with her teenage daughter
Pearl, and rents a house from the Richardsons. Soon Mia and Pearl become more
than just tenants: all four Richardson children are drawn to the alluring
mother-daughter pair. But Mia carries with her a mysterious past, and a
disregard for the rules that threatens to upend this carefully ordered
community.
When the Richardsons' friends attempt to
adopt a Chinese-American baby, a custody battle erupts that dramatically
divides the town and puts Mia and Mrs. Richardson on opposing sides. Suspicious
of Mia and her motives, Mrs. Richardson becomes determined to uncover the
secrets in Mia's past. But her obsession will come at unexpected and devastating
costs to her own family - and Mia's.
Little Fires Everywhere explores the
weight of long-held secrets and the ferocious pull of motherhood-and the danger
of believing that planning and following the rules can avert disaster, or
heartbreak.
Autumn Wrap Up
But how is it November already. That means it’s almost
Christmas, right? Not that I am going to get excited just yet. I mean, I love
Christmas, I absolutely totally do, but I love it in the way that means I want
to concentrate that love into a small time frame so that I can love it really
intensely whilst it lasts and then tuck it away for another year knowing I’ll
love it just as hard when it comes around again which means I don’t ‘do’
Christmas until December 1st. I won’t even eat a mince pie, which is
pretty hard going actually because holy moly I love mince pies. The only
exception I make to this rule I think is the festive coffees. Give me all the gingerbread lattes please. Today
I had a spiced cookie latte from McDonalds (Maccies is the only coffee place
open before I go to work and actually it’s not that bad), the cup had little
foxes on it and I was beyond delighted.
Author Visit: Jen Campbell
THE BEGINNING OF THE WORLD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
Spirits in jam jars, mini-apocalypses, animal hearts and side shows. A girl runs a coffin hotel on a remote island. A boy is worried his sister has two souls. A couple are rewriting the history of the world. And mermaids are on display at the local aquarium.
The Beginning of the World in the Middle of the Night is a collection of twelve haunting stories; modern fairy tales brimming with magic, outsiders and lost souls.
So a couple of weeks ago I asked
the lovely Jen Campbell to sit down and have a slice of pizza and chat with me* about
her short story collection The Beginning of the World in
the Middle of the Night which is published today. This
is how that chat went.
*I say ‘with me’ but actually
real life prevents Jen and I from eating pizza together as often as I’d like so
what I actually mean is she was there and I was here although in my case the
pizza was in no way hypothetical.






