I’m on a nostalgia kick this last week of the holidays, watching an inordinate amount of Drop Dead Diva. To anyone who doesn’t know: Deb was an aspiring model who died when she hit a grapefruit truck, but sassy model that she is, she hit a RETURN button where she shouldn’t have and found herself in Jane’s body: not a model, not blonde and a genius and lawyer to boot.
It’s interesting watching the show with 2019 eyes. They weren’t as heavy handed on the beauty trumps brains bit, and to be fair, I think Deb never got a chance for the smarts she did have to shine when she was alive. I dunno, it’s sort of that feel good TV that lets you keep the world at bay.
I refused to watch the news about what’s happening in Australia right now. Just looking at my Twitter and Facebook is horrifying and even more horrifying is the inaction from our Government. And their only focus is winning political capital, and oh gaslighting the country into believing they’re helping. I can’t even with this shit.
And, just a warning to everyone, my Twitter might just seem like it’s going to be overtaken by retweets about utterly devastating the fires are and shit our government is. Feel free to mute me, because honestly there are days I want to mute everything with hearing about how much we’ve lost as a country and how little our Prime Minister gives a shit.
But, work started today, so it’s back to normal — and I don’t really mind it, I must admit. Go figure.
ETA: I just remembered I also watched The Rise of Skywalker and totally forgot to write about it until now. That should tell you enough about what I thought of that movie. It was just an average movie, with nothing really making it stand out as memorable to me. It’s like the studio and JJ tried their best to bring the story back to the original trilogy and forgot about expanding the universe. Sighs. Such a snorefest.
This is what I am looking forward to this week!
Do No Harm is the latest mystery in the Nathan Heller series by New York Times bestselling author Max Allan Collins.
It’s 1954 and Heller takes on the Sam Sheppard case–a young doctor is startled from sleep and discovers his wife brutally murdered. He claims that a mysterious intruder killed his wife. But all the evidence points to a disturbed husband who has grown tired of married life and yearned to be free at all costs. Sheppard is swiftly convicted and sent to rot in prison.
Just how firm was the evidence…and was it tampered with to fit a convenient narrative to settle scores and push political agendas? Nathan’s old friend Elliot Ness calls in a favor and as Nathan digs into the case he becomes convinced of Sheppard’s innocence. But Nate can’t prove it and has to let the case drop.
The road to justice is sometimes a long one. Heller’s given another chance years later and this time he’s determined to free the man…even if it brings his own death a bit closer.
I didn’t know Road to Perdition was a book before it was a movie. Hm. So I was losing interest in this blurb, until I admit, I totally geeked out at the mention of Elliot Ness. And by geek out, I mean I watched The Untouchables this holiday season too. I like this book though because Heller couldn’t save the day, couldn’t solve the case and years later he’s still trying to solve it. I don’t get the feeling that anything is remotely clear cut here.
In this uplifting novel from the New York Times bestselling author of The Story of Arthur Truluv, good friends discover that the things we fear revealing to others can be the very things that bring us closer together.
When a group of friends in Mason, Missouri, decide to start a monthly supper club, they get more than they bargained for. The plan for congenial evenings—talking, laughing, and sharing recipes, homemade food, and wine—abruptly changes course one night when one of the women reveals something startlingly intimate. The supper club then becomes Confession Club, and the women gather weekly to share not only dinners, but embarrassing misdeeds, deep insecurities, and long-held regrets.
They invite Iris Winters and Maddy Harris to join, and their timing couldn’t be better. Iris is conflicted about her feelings for a charming but troubled man, and Maddy has come back home from New York to escape a problem too big to handle alone. The club offers exactly the kind of support they need to help them make some difficult decisions.
The Confession Club is charming, heartwarming, and inspiring. And as in the previous books that take place in Mason, readers will find friendship, community, and kindness on full display.
For a book with a kind of dire name, this is actually a very uplifting blurb. I dunno, that’s hitting the spot for me right now.
A magical island. A dangerous task. A burning secret.
Linus Baker leads a quiet, solitary life. At forty, he lives in a tiny house with a devious cat and his old records. As a Case Worker at the Department in Charge Of Magical Youth, he spends his days overseeing the well-being of children in government-sanctioned orphanages.
When Linus is unexpectedly summoned by Extremely Upper Management he’s given a curious and highly classified assignment: travel to Marsyas Island Orphanage, where six dangerous children reside: a gnome, a sprite, a wyvern, an unidentifiable green blob, a were-Pomeranian, and the Antichrist. Linus must set aside his fears and determine whether or not they’re likely to bring about the end of days.
But the children aren’t the only secret the island keeps. Their caretaker is the charming and enigmatic Arthur Parnassus, who will do anything to keep his wards safe. As Arthur and Linus grow closer, long-held secrets are exposed, and Linus must make a choice: destroy a home or watch the world burn.
An enchanting story, masterfully told, The House in the Cerulean Sea is about the profound experience of discovering an unlikely family in an unexpected place—and realizing that family is yours.
Just EVERYTHING about this blurb speaks to me. I mean the Department in Charge of Magical Youth? An unidentifiable green blob is a character and a child? And Arthur who protects the children? YES PLEASE.
Bestselling author Laurie Faria Stolarz returns with Jane Anonymous, a gripping tale of a seventeen-year-old girl’s kidnapping and her struggle to fit back into her life after she escapes.
Then, “Jane” was just your typical 17-year-old in a typical New England suburb getting ready to start her senior year. She had a part-time job she enjoyed, an awesome best friend, overbearing but loving parents, and a crush on a boy who was taking her to see her favorite band. She never would’ve imagined that in her town where nothing ever happens, a series of small coincidences would lead to a devastating turn of events that would forever change her life.
Now, it’s been three months since “Jane” escaped captivity and returned home. Three months of being that girl who was kidnapped, the girl who was held by a “monster.” Three months of writing down everything she remembered from those seven months locked up in that stark white room. But, what if everything you thought you knew―everything you thought you experienced―turned out to be a lie?
Yeah, that last line completely threw me. Just what is this book about?
In this twisty psychological thriller from #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Cellar, Emmy finds out that her twin sister, Iris, is trying to push her out of her own life–and might be responsible for their mother’s death.
After their parents divorced, 10-year-old twins Emmy and Iris were split up–Emmy lived with Dad, Iris with Mom. Now, after a tragic accident takes their mom’s life, the twins are reunited and Iris moves in with Emmy and their dad. Devastated over Mom’s death, Iris spends the first few weeks in almost total silence–the only person she will speak to is Emmy. Iris feels her life is over and she doesn’t know what to do. Emmy promises her twin that she can share her life now. After all, they’re sisters. Twins.
It’s a promise that Iris takes seriously. And before long, Emmy’s friends, her life at school, and her boyfriend, Tyler, fall under Iris’s spell. Slowly, Emmy realizes she’s being pushed out of her own life. But she’s just being paranoid, right? And Mom’s accident was . . . just an accident. Right? It’s not like she–or Dad–or Tyler–are in any danger. . .
The book that makes Evil Twin Sisters an interesting plot line, and not a trope you never want to see again.
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