Yeah, I don’t always read new releases. I read older books and books that have been sitting on Mt TBR too long, or just something to break the steady diet of mystery, thrillers, UF, fantasy, and paranormals. So this is a little bit of everything.
Yup, we have a good old fashioned, humorous bodice ripper here. Published 2012 and still wish listed on PBS, this Regency style romance feature’s a reprobate Lord, his mother, and a weekly rag that basically is a long gossip column and HE’S the star attraction! Determined to put a stop to being the star of the Ton’s gossips, Ben marches off to confront the owner of the dreadful rag. He will make him a very generous offer and then he can shut the thing down and have peace.
Simple plans rarely work. The publisher was none other than an old flame he’d abandoned, Evangeline Ramsey. Still proud and independent, she makes no apology for how she makes a living as her charming father, a risk all gambler, left her with his debts, this little printing operation, and his deteriorating mind.
Unable to convince Eve to see she should sell to him, Ben manages to find her father on one of his more lucid days. He gets his sale agreement and thinks he’s done. But come the following Tuesday, the London List publishes it’s final issues and lays out EXACTLY why and who is responsible. And he has a mass of people protesting in front of his town house and his mother and staff mad at him. Yeah, she was THAT clever.
What follows is the odd delayed courtship of two people from very different social and economic backgrounds battling it out over continuing the damn London List. Both Ben and Evangeline are well done, mature adults and the books has a bit more substance than most Regency romances. It was fun, but lack the heat and sparkling wit of a top notch romance. Lord Gray’s List gets a C+ (3.5*) from me. For Regency fans sick of the whole ballroom thing, a nice change of pace. Get it used. Avoid the ebook. It’s WAY overpriced by the publisher. Hardly a must read, but a good beach read or lake weekend diversion. Got the book thru a book swapping site. Will pass it on the same way.
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Muscle for Hire is a classic Samhain romantic suspense novel heavy on the romance and much better than average on the suspense/mystery side. A short, interesting read with enough mystery to intrigue the reader and better than average characters. Lexxie Couper is a well known writer of romantica (AKA smut) from Australia. She was at it long before E.L. James, and at least her older stuff, like this, is readable. Simply sexy romance, not some nonsense that just carries the sex scenes.
Aslin Rhodes is ex-SAS and for 16 was head bodyguard for Nick Blackthorne, a famous rock and roll star now in semi retirement. Nick recommended him to act as bodyguard/teacher/tech help for Chris Huntley, a rock who is turning to action films. He finds a tall girl in black leather trying to get into Huntley’s trailer and instead of easily taking her down, he lands on his butt. Turns out, Chris’s sister Rowen is no lightweight, she’s a world class martial arts champion.
What follows is a better than usual, if still shallow as a saucer, bit of romantic suspense complete with bombs and shots fired. Turns out though, Aslin is protecting the wrong person and works it out just in time.
Muscle for Hire gets a C+ to B- (3.5*) for a good, mindless entertaining read, best read on vacations, during flights, or when sick of all the current crap and best bought used, as an ebook, or gotten free thru the library or book swap site like I did.
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First in a new a cozy series that offered EXACTLY what I wanted, Well Read, Then Dead went to the front of the line for reading when my new releases hit. My favorite location of SW Florida barrier island and a bookstore with food. My idea of heaven on earth. Too bad it didn’t work out. Sassy Cabot and Bridget Mayfield are best friends who found themselves suddenly without jobs or husbands, so they decided to do something they always wanted to, open a book store that also served as a kind of tea room, casual dining spot. They chose Ft Myers Beach Florida, not exactly the swinging spot for singles in Fl, except maybe those over 50. The story opens with the book club meeting where most of the main characters make their appearance. The minister’s wife, an older shop owner, two elderly cousins descended from old Florida families, a faintly terrified newcomer, and Sassy and Bridget. (Too bad they never got to Bill Crider’s books, a wonderful and underrated mystery author.)
The characters were cozy stock people. They could be the wiccans in the Magical Bake Shop series by Bailey Cates, or the readers in the Library series by Jenn McKinley. (By the way, both are far better written and plotted.) Sassy has a cop boyfriend, like half the other cozy shop owners, who also seem to attract cops. She also suffers from ‘Shop Owner Sam Spade Delusion’ – a common mental disorder that cause small business owners to believe they are better qualified and informed about a murder than the cops – AND should investigate. Bridget’s role is ‘The Voice of Reason That Shall be Ignored’.
The victim was not a surprise nor was the killer. Why was even evident. About the only parts I liked were the discussions of the early settlers of the area, though shallow, at least it showed some aspects of Florida’s history that are often overlooked. The writing itself was adequate for a cozy, but if you’ve read Randy Wayne White’s Captiva and Sanibel Flats, or many of his other books, you quickly realize how weakly the whole location and it’s history is portrayed.
One of those ‘WTF’ moments was when Sassy gets up and looks out her 5th story window northward and sees Sanibel, North Captiva, Pine island, and Cayo Costa. One small problem – other than the curvature of the Earth and at 5 stories the human eye can only see about EIGHT MILES. There is the whacking big BRIDGE – that despite being the closest thing to her other than the lovely view of Punta Rassa area of Ft Myers, is invisible!!!!!!!! (I almost threw the book across the room.) FMB has many great views, just not the one described. By the way, the east end of Sanibel where the lighthouse is? Yeah, that would almost due west of the north end of FMB so you’d be looking out at the Gulf, and if you were mid-island, you’d see no islands looking north, just the Estero Bay mangrove preservation area, because FMB tilts to the east as you travel south along the long, narrow island. Another sad case of directional impairment.
Issues with the setting aside (all authors take liberties), Well Read, Then Dead was DOA for me. The first of the series and likely the last I will buy. I acknowledge I am in the minority. Cozy mysteries are like Harlequin romances, not meant to be taken seriously, not well researched, and certainly lacking in logic on the part of the lead characters, but the damn things are getting on my last nerve. Seriously, what sane person chases a man they suspect is a killer into a remote location ALONE – unless you’re well armed and know what you’re doing and your name is James Bond or John Rain or Jack Reacher? (I have concluded female shopkeepers have a heretofore unidentified suicide gene.) Well Read, Then Dead gets a D+ to a C- (2.8*) and a suggestion to give it a miss. It’s a ‘me too’ mystery that lacks originality and has none of those extra redeeming characteristics that you need to pull a cozy onto the ‘good reading’ list. Purchased from Amazon and I’m unlikely to buy more by of this series. (I know you’re shocked)
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Book 2 of Prospero’s War by Jayne Wells, Cursed Moon, has some good stuff and some bad stuff. The plot part was actually good, stolen love potions that are really rape inducing drugs are stolen from the Hierophant, and half male, half female leader of the cult Kate left years ago. She nearly 10 years ‘sober’ that is no longer cooking (the term used to produce potions) or using magic. But she’s ridden with guilt because she ‘cooked’ to cure Volos and her brother were they had been infected in Dirty Magic. Volos is supposedly legit now and magic free, but she knows he’s just better at hiding.
Kate and her partner Morales, another former magic user, having a tough time with brutal rapes happening, a Blue Moon on the way, and Kate’s evil Uncle Abe trying to call her from prison. Refusing his call didn’t stop him, word comes down from on high that she’s to go see what he wants. Uncle Abe is still Uncle Abe. Pulling strings and getting people to dance.
The story of the potions, theft, rise of new leader who feeds off watching the violence he starts happen, risk of huge the violence sex crimes escalating during the Blue Moon when magic’s effects are amplified, has all the cops on edge, especially Magical Crimes Unit.
Those are the good things. The bad parts are the long segues into Kate’s private life where she’s raising her brother and wallowing in guilt over not admitting in her AA meeting she ‘cooked’. Meetings she avoided for weeks since saving her brother. As everyone knows by now, I have VERY limited patience with angst. Her sanctimonious friend Pen got on my nerves too.
The other issue is the ‘rape’ drug. I felt this was treated with less seriousness than it deserved and frankly, any book that uses rape drugs as a major plot element is doomed for me. And be warned, there are some ugly scenes in this book, thankfully brief. There was an almost gratuitous sense of ‘I want to SHOCK you!’ by the author – instead she made me wonder if that was the most interesting plot twist she could think of. Either way, all she got was, “Eeewwwwwww.” And this from a reader of smut, which is NOT RAPE.
Cursed Moon is not a bad book. The pacing is good, as are the characters, but the whole guilt wallowing is a PIA and the rape scenes – gag – but not as bad as some I’ve read and not a big enough part of the whole to wreck things, just leave a bad taste. It really was all the guilt crap that pushed me over the edge. At the end, Kate finally gets up in an AA meeting and says what needs to be said – and she should have realized a whole lot sooner. If the choice is between magic and death, take magic. Hopefully, she can move on to a healthy balance without guilt in the next book. If not, I’m done guilt thing.
Cursed Moon was an OK read, and if you liked Dirty Magic, it was a good second book. But author’s sometimes take stories places I don’t care to go. That’s OK, there are other books and other authors. While Cursed Moon was in some ways better and some ways worse than Dirty Magic, it still gets just a C- (3.2*) from me. It would have done better had the author come up a more interesting ‘hook’ than rape, the whole guilt crap part been reduced or minimized. As it was, it kept an annoying, constant, background noise going that actually detracted, rather than added to the plot or the character and the rape part was just ICK factor. Purchased from Amazon.
NOTE: Due to Amazon’s ongoing battle with Hattchet, owner of many imprints, I’ve cancelled a number of book orders. Many books I want are not available for pre-order. This is getting old and as good as Amazon is, they are equally annoying. I haven’t decided yet what I’ll do about orders I’ve cancelled. I can go buy at BN or BAM locally or mail order. We’ll see. Good reason to go use the library.