This, right here, demonstrated to me why Agatha Christie is still considered the mistress of the mystery. I spent the entire book on the proverbial edThis, right here, demonstrated to me why Agatha Christie is still considered the mistress of the mystery. I spent the entire book on the proverbial edge of my seat, and I still never guessed what was coming. Every time I thought I had it figured out, oops! Plot twist! By the end I thought I had finally seen through all the smoke screens and was smugly assured that I had figured out who the secret adversary was. It was all so obvious, the hints dropped so clearly along the way, that I was sure I'd seen through Christie's machinations. She was good, but no match for a modern, sophisticated reader like me.
I was blown away by the final reveal, but not in a "surprise, the butler did it" kind of way. She had masterfully twisted me so around that I fell right into the trap, along with the Young Adventurers (at least for a time--they got out of it before I did). The only nit that I have is that some of the dialog felt rather forced, especially Julius's, as the token American. He was so broadly drawn for awhile, his language so over the top, that it got under my skin after a bit. It felt like an American author putting in a random Australian character who goes around saying "G'day, mate!" and "Shrimp on the barbie!" all the time. Just...no.
But, that being said, I will definitely be hunting up the further adventures of Tommy and Tuppence, and I'm sure that Christie will keep surprising me. ...more
I recognize that dystopian, post-apocalyptic fiction is very "in" right now, with The Hunger Games and Divergent series. This was not either of those;I recognize that dystopian, post-apocalyptic fiction is very "in" right now, with The Hunger Games and Divergent series. This was not either of those; it wasn't as well written and the characters definitely weren't as rich. But, I love the genre and the I loved the world, so I'll let that slide for now. I hope to see more character development as we go forward; Thomas in particular seemed like the cardboard cut out of the "good guy," and I really would like to see him grow and mature. Maybe the flatness of the personalities was a purposeful choice of the author, since our memories, to some extent, make us who we are. If you take out the nurture and all you have left is nature, by definition, and that's going to fall a little flat.
Am I overthinking this? Maybe. But it's the first book in a series, so I'm prepared to give him some slack while I wait to see where we go from here. ...more
I have been a huge fan of Jane Lindskold since I first stumbled upon her Firekeeper series, so I was very excited when Goodreads alerted me that she hI have been a huge fan of Jane Lindskold since I first stumbled upon her Firekeeper series, so I was very excited when Goodreads alerted me that she had a new series coming out. I snatched this up at the library, and I was not disappointed.
It took me a little longer to get into this one than I did her Firekeeper books; I didn't really invest in Griffin at first, and Adara is so guarded that it took me awhile to really feel like I was starting to get to know her. But about a third of the way through I realized that this was a deliberate choice. And a little over a third of the way through, the plot really started to gain traction and get moving, so that what the part for me when I hooked in. Really looking forward to the rest of the series--I will be first in line at the bookstore!...more
This is a collection of short stories, all loosely connected, that start with hair-raising horror, and end with a couple of dreamy romance. It startedThis is a collection of short stories, all loosely connected, that start with hair-raising horror, and end with a couple of dreamy romance. It started with a bang and ended with a whimper--I was much more impressed with the 5 star beginning than what was (for me) the two star end. Definitely read at least the first 4 stories with the lights on, though!...more
I wasn't sure what I was going to think of this book, since I am usually somewhat leery of anything that would self-categorize as "chick lit." But I wI wasn't sure what I was going to think of this book, since I am usually somewhat leery of anything that would self-categorize as "chick lit." But I was pleasantly surprised in how much I enjoyed this, and how engrossing it all became. I started it on Thursday night (and read an hour past when I'd meant to), didn't get to it on Friday, and then finished the rest of it in a couple of long sessions Saturday. I loved going on this journey of discovery with Alice, seeing the her new world through her old eyes, trying to piece together a missing decade. For awhile I was rooting for her not to get her memories back, since I agreed with her, New!Alice is insufferable.
But of course she did, and I was scared for a bit that I wasn't going to get the ending I wanted, that it would be bittersweet and "that's life" and an unsatisfying ending. But I held on for the epilogue, and everything came out all right in the end for me.
For a "light" book, it actually gave me a lot to chew on, about how much of who we are is our memories, our experiences, and how much is our choices. Can we simply "choose" to be happy, to "get over it," to "move on"? When your life erodes so gradually you don't even know it's gone, can you get it back? Should you? I had all of this and more to chew on, to ponder whether "growing up" is simply an excuse to take ourselves way, way too seriously. Obviously, adjustments have to be made, but at what point do you lose yourself to what you're "supposed" to be?
(There are a lot of quotation marks in that paragraph. Yikes.)
As an added bonus, amidst all the questions and the morals and the angst, Alice was a hilariously relatable narrator, and there were plenty of light moments and humorous insights to keep the whole thing from being an utter existential drag. This will definitely one of those books that I pick up the next time I see it on a self, to read when I feel like my life is just So Important. Maybe it will give me a good dose of reality. ...more
That...was a really long book, and one I ended feeling somewhat ambivalent about. The pacing problems that plagued The Name of the Wind were only amplThat...was a really long book, and one I ended feeling somewhat ambivalent about. The pacing problems that plagued The Name of the Wind were only amplified in this nearly one thousand page monster. Every time I thought we were actually going to get somewhere and move further into the meat of the story, we'd get a few hints and then drop right back into a daily "grind" of sorts. There's excessive detail for what is really a prologue of sorts; while Kvothe is gaining his reputation throughout the book and some of his titles and stories are being explained, we're still left with great, glaring gaps. For something called "The Kingkiller Chronicle," for example, I have spent close to 2,000 pages and still have no idea why that's the name. I'm starting to feel they way I did about 3/4th of the way through Lost; by the time I start getting payoffs, I either don't remember the reference or I'm so annoyed I don't care.
For all of that, I did enjoy it. I can also appreciate the very deliberate narrative choices that the author made. I don't always agree with how he chose to structure the plot or the extreme (some might say excessive) amount of detail he goes into, but he is clearly telling his story his own way, and I applaud that. There is very little formulaic here, not much of the "expected" story structure, and I like that. Literary conventions exist for a reason, but Rothfuss uses them when he wants them and disregards them when he doesn't. It takes a brave man to do that, and I like his innovation. I will definitely read the 3rd one when it comes out (and I do hope it's soon--I need some explanations!), although I probably won't be at the midnight release party....more
The pulpiest of pulp fiction, the whole thing was gleefully ridiculous. Maybe with another 50 or 100 pages would have made the plot feel less forced aThe pulpiest of pulp fiction, the whole thing was gleefully ridiculous. Maybe with another 50 or 100 pages would have made the plot feel less forced and overly convenient, but as it was, it was just a series of one overly-fortuitous event after another. It may have been originally written as a serial; I'm not sure, but that would explain a lot. It was a fun enough story if you're willing to go along for the ride, but not something I'd seek out more of....more
I read the first 50 pages and was ready to call it quits, but I decide to read at least the first of its two major parts before I threw in the towel.I read the first 50 pages and was ready to call it quits, but I decide to read at least the first of its two major parts before I threw in the towel. "Luckily" I was interested enough to push through the whole thing, although I don't know how happy I am about that. At least I can say I finished it and so I can criticize it from a place of full knowledge. I read it in 2 days, but don't confuse speed for enjoyment; I wanted to get it done the same way you want a root canal undertaken without anesthesia to be over. That book should come packaged with a warning label and some broken glass, so when it makes you want to slit your wrists you don't have far to go....more
I found this to be a somewhat anti-climatic end to the trilogy; something I had loved for its inventiveness seemed tired and worn by the end. From a sI found this to be a somewhat anti-climatic end to the trilogy; something I had loved for its inventiveness seemed tired and worn by the end. From a semi-scientific take on vampires as virus, we took a sudden turn to End Times, angels, miracles, the will of God, and all sorts of other eschatological delights. I don't have a problem with the religious trappings, but if that's where the series was going to go I feel like it should have been seeded throughout the first two books instead of popping up at the end as a literal deus ex machina.
(Caveat: It's been awhile since I read #1 and #2, so it's possible that these ideas were planted at the time and I'm just not remembering it).
I wanted badly to engage with the book, but I just could never get there. The end was too abrupt, too pat, too tied in a bow. I never really connected to the plot, although the atmosphere was all right there. It missed an emotional step for me and that made the action seem to forced and artificial. I'm glad I have it to complete the set, and maybe reading all three through again back to back will make the whole thing more cohesive. But for now, this is how the series ends, not with a bang but with a whimper....more
I really enjoyed The Yard, and when I saw this in the library without a second thought. I shot through it, trying to figure out a myI...don't...what??
I really enjoyed The Yard, and when I saw this in the library without a second thought. I shot through it, trying to figure out a mystery that left me completely confused until the last 50 pages...actually, even after that. When I finally completed my sprint through the last pages, I put it down and announced to my husband, "This book is messed up."
I wanted to enjoy it, but I'm not sure I did. I'm not sure of anything right now--when I finished, I wasn't sure of my name. Part of me wants to re-read it, knowing the beginning with the end in mind, and see if I could understand it better. I didn't guess who the killer was until about the last 3rd, and even then I didn't believe it until it was confirmed. I almost still don't believe it now.
What was odd about this to me is that it felt more like a first novel than a second novel. I thought The Yard suffered from too-many-plots-itis, and this took that issue to a new level. There were at least four threads twisting through--missing family, plague, mysterious stranger, nameless killer stalking mysterious stranger. And those were just the major ones. They all wound together in the end, but I felt like there was too much going on for me to keep track of. There needed to be either a couple fewer plot lines or about another 50 pages to make them twist together more naturally, without feeling forced.
I also felt that the dialogue was a little forced. I loved the chatter in the first book, but Hammersmith and Day never seemed to get that easy banter, and that slowed it down for me. It was just trying too hard. I will still read number 3, since by the time it comes out I'll have recovered from the horror perpetrated on me by the plot twists in this one (the body was where?!), but I hope it's a little smoother. ...more