A visual depiction of a single parent with two kids and two jobs at the end of a school year:
Let’s see, where were we? Ah, yes — books. I’ve…read a lot more than I thought. And nearly all of it was soul-satisfying. It’s not hyperbole to say books can keep us sane.
I’m dumping everything in one stupidly long post so I can clear out my NetGalley Wall of Shame.
Only Beloved and Longing by Mary Balogh
I was a little wary of the last of the Survivors’ Club books because I did not like Ralph and Chloe’s story (so distressingly repetitive, especially on audio, and it added nothing of value to the series), but I knew Balogh would pull out the Big Guns of Angst and Drama for Stanbrook’s Deep Dark Secret. It’s set on a cliff-top in Cornwall, for crying out loud. I loved Dora, but I really wish she had a different name.
Speaking of Big Guns of Angst and Drama…. Longing is chock full of both. This is a stand-alone title, more of a “historical with romantic elements” than a straight rom-dram. Widowed mine worker becomes governess for widowed mine owner’s lonely daughter, with Chartist labor intrigue and unrest keeping them apart. The setting in the depths of an isolated Welsh valley is my favorite character in this story; Balogh’s usually understated brilliance at world-building is front and center here — it’s atmospheric and vivid and tactile and completely enveloping.
Someday I will write up my feelings about Balogh. But it will likely just be the word “effortless” over and over and over.
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The binge is done. I have no more new Kearsley audiobooks. *sob*
I started my re-reads even before the binge ended. I listened to Winter Sea again first, because I had to prepare myself for the re-read of Firebird.
I love this book. I have I mentioned this before?
Firebird was even better the second time, because I allowed myself to just sink in and wallow in it.
WALLOW. IN. IT.
Wallow: to indulge in an unrestrained way in
something that creates a pleasurable sensation.
My facial expressions while reading this book are even dopier. Except when I’m ugly-crying, and no one needs pics of that.
Also, I really need to go to St. Petersburg.
Have I mentioned that I ♥ bullet lists? And…ellipses. Also — em-dashes.
Read these. All of them.
Especially this first one. IT’S FABULOUSLY GOOD AND IT WON THE RITA AND IT’S FREE.
Did I mention the part about it being FREE?
Just read it already.
- Title(s): Ice Blue, Blue Murder, Something Blue
- Author: Emma Jameson
- Series: Lord and Lady Hetheridge Mysteries
- Genre(s): Contemporary, Mystery/Suspense
- Publisher: Lyonnesse Books, March 2011
- Source: Purchased ($3.99 for Kindle)
- Length: 170-200 pages
- Trope(s): Age Gap, Smartass Heroine, Repressed Hero, Cops, Misogyny & Racism, Murder & Mayhem
- Quick blurb: Veteran (and titled) Scotland Yard inspector’s world is turned upside down when he brings a foul-mouthed young female onto his team.
- Quick review: Hooked by the brilliant characterization, stayed for the bloody stuff.
- Grade: A- (for the series so far)
The first book in this series popped somewhere in my Amazon recommendations soon after it was published, and I LOVED it without even realizing I’d read the author before. Emma Jameson is a pseudonym of Stephanie Abbott, aka edgy m/m author S.A. Reid (Protection, Something Different). I’m always blown away by writers who can successfully switch genre and voice, and Abbott/Jameson/Reid appears to be phenomenally good at it.
The author labels the Lord and Lady Hetheridge books as “cozy” mysteries, but with the metro London setting and the prickly, smartass professional detective heroine, these books don’t have that Miss Marple/Jessica Fletcher vibe I associate with cozies. There’s just enough blood-and-guts gore and police procedural stuff to sustain the “cynical urban cops” atmosphere, with a few suspenseful gun-in-the-face moments and a charming serial killer to keep everyone from getting too jaded. Book two, Blue Murder, has a particularly good twisty bit at the end.
For me, however, this series is all about the characters.
- Title: Selling Out
- Author: Amber Lin
- Series: Lost Girls, Book 2
- Genre(s): Contemporary, Suspense
- Publisher: Loose Id, February 2013
- Source: Review copy provided by author ($7.99 ebook)
- Length: 315 pages
- Trope(s): Crusty Cop, Hooker with a Heart of Gold, Family Drama
- Quick blurb: A jaded call girl feels compelled to save a naive young runaway — and an enigmatic cop is trying to protect them both.
- Quick review: The frenetic opening almost left me behind, but when I finally caught up, the intense atmosphere and complex characters had me hooked.
- Grade: B
He was more deserving of love than anybody I had ever known, but it wasn’t even relevant to how I felt about him. Love wasn’t a choice, it was an accident. Not a climb, but a fall. I had slipped somewhere along my prickly path and down, down to the murky depths, hurtling ever farther, ever faster, and the only question was whether he would meet me at the bottom.
I probably should have read the first book in the series again before starting this one, because I felt more than a little bewildered during the first few chapters. But then Officer Luke showed up, and GOOD LORD.
And just as Lin captured the despair and hope of a struggling single mother in Giving It Up, the call girl main character here is anything but cookie-cutter. Shelly is bitchy and vulnerable and probably the most complex prostitute I’ve ever read in a contemporary.
- Title: The Reluctant Earl
- Author: C.J. Chase
- Series/Category: Love Inspired Historical
- Genre(s): Historical (Regency), Inspirational, Suspense
- Publisher: Harlequin, February 2013
- Source: NetGalley ($3.82 ebook)
- Length: 288 pages
- Trope(s): Governess in Peril, Unexpected Title, Espionage & Intrigue. Big Misunderstandings
- Quick blurb: Desperate governess who sells her high-placed employer’s secrets and a newly-titled nobleman are drawn into an anti-royalty rebellion
- Quick review: Way too many sub-plots to be a coherent story, but the romance and faith messages worked for me.
- Grade: B-
The power of her loneliness and longing flared through her, melting the strength from her bones.
And then he withdrew. Only inches, yet far enough to let the rush of common sense and regret return.
The suspense-y stuff came close to being a mess, but the relationship-building and chemistry, sustained by a strong authorial voice, made this a worthwhile read.