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Where we sought Conan, one person has a photo that is clearly not him. Two think the cat they saw is like my photos. There could be more than one. That area will e-mail photos and information. We will hand out alerts on the roads from town to home every mile or so, getting them to ask neighbours about visitors since winter, October. If they don't see store posters, we will bring it to them! Love, Carolyn & Ron.

I'll say this for the novel, even though he was another author who needed to say "asked" or "inquired" in dialogue questions; not "said". His female is no fainting love interest pining on the home side of war. Hugh MacLennan historically depicted December 1918, just before Halifax's explosion but wrote this in 1941. What a strong, intelligent, assured, educated, likeable career woman 29 year-old Penelope Wain is!

A neighbour missing a cat (we wish ours was only away 2 weeks) and being mistaken by a similar cat is possible I suppose but raised my eyebrows. In pictures, we compared markings with pictures of our sweet boy to be sure but know who we are looking for. To hold a cat and think it's yours? Maybe. Nonsense is realizing one isn't yours but not wanting to disappoint friends! Unfair to that cat and his actual people!

I would like the interested and curious to create an even playing field for yourself. Forget the reviews about this book, certainly at Goodreads. Here is a case in which they don't match my reading experience. I am enjoying this true story all the way along. I don't hesitate to point out irritants of a story or writing. Nothing that has been mentioned pushed any buttons. This story is wholly, entirely pleasant.

Ron & I have long been fans of Stephen Hawking; his work, attitude of endurance and positive spirit, and adore him as a likeable, humorous person. We know we have had him for such a wonderfully long time, that Stephen's longevity really does defy science.

Thank you for being a loveable, accessible person. You make everybody interested in your work! I am especially happy your family had you so long. Love, Carolyn.

I have had a love for Nova Scotia every since I visited it. I have had a compassionate respect for a famous event in history, "the Halifax explosion", ever since I learned about it a few years ago. I won't call it an "anniversary" but I have been alerted that as of December 2017, it has been 100 years since the Halifax environs has survived that manmade disaster and accident. It is the right time to read about it.

If I were commended for regularly reading something far outside the threshold of the kind of story I like, it would be for both of Patricia Cornwell's series. I prefer stories solving mysteries instead of solving crimes and police-/detective-oriented are my least favourite; let alone disturbing crime and the gore of forensics. Kathy Reichs is an emphatic "no" but I like Patricia's writing and friendship viewpoint.

I am enjoying character dialogues, which is all this novel entails. Therefore reading it is pleasant. One literary exception is authors being too dramatic and not simply stating that something is red. I loathe the fanciful, indulgent attempt at flair with "crimson" or "scarlet"; two words at which I cringe. Elizabeth does it a lot. Most notably, there is no pyramid exploration, which is the pull of this series!

This novel has the world's most poorly-written synopsis. Whoever threw it together made is sound like nothing happens and there is no mystery. However star feedback seems to say this is a favourite. It won't be hard to be better than #1 and #3. Amelia & Radcliffe Emerson are a mixed bag. Their son Walter / Ramses risks me not being able to stand him but I loved volume #2, at five-star level (when he was a baby).

Back to this special Hebridean Scottish island community for me, at last! There is nothing more fun, than the respectful but amused and bemused reactions, of an Englishwoman who has been loving accepted among them. This rocks for my own "Celtic Coast" challenge. Join me! https://cmriedel.wordpress.com/celtic...

I like reading about exploring houses, the superb resource of letters and documents revealing the events of the past, finding physical objects that are there still their people used them. This is one of a million reasons I will always prefer and value objects we touch, versus electronic copies. The physical handling needs to be there, to leave its energy for loved-ones to discover, sense themselves, and appreciate.

I hate it if a horror wipes out an animal. A mystery ceases to be "cozy", or tolerable, if a cat is fictionally killed!!!! There is no serial killer, it might be something as trivial as jealousy over sex, or greed over money. There is no standard human murder and it is a fucking town play!!!! A sweet cat we didn't know a family had, whose role we don't know either, is suddenly murdered! F you, terrible author!!!!

I'm sure I'll like this soon. It's starting with detail and dialogue at the level of "Who gives a shit". It's like the authoress thought we already loved characters, we have merely begun to know, enough for their chatter to be an attraction. I don't mean descriptions of the fabulous bookstore, with painting mysteries for customers like I do with my reading challenge, My Kind Of Mystery: ("which novel is this?")!

I didn't know these famous painted bears all along Broadway in 2005, were a large-scale fundraiser for Cancer Care Manitoba! I also didn't know they were celebrating 75 years! Lastly I didn't know the mould sculptor designed them after Debbie, the polar bear at Winniipeg's zoo! We all love her. I visited her since I was a baby in a stroller and many times through my life. She lived to be age 42 in November 2008!

I am way of light mysteries delivering quality and Annie's bossy, argumentative demeanour turned me off in volume 2. I felt volume 1 had a lot of promise and only hated the euthanasia topic in that novel.
Something one is against in a book cannot be enjoyed. So, I look to volume 3 to break the tie of my feelings so far! My spouse made the great point last night that we need to read another after divided results.

This is excruciating to read. I don't care how big anyone's name is. "The Edible Woman" was the most bizarre to wrap a head around and is better than this. I don't care how intelligently eloquent Margaret is either. The narration, tone, and dialogue are flat. I loathe first-person present and I loathe authors who don't know better, not to use "said" after a sentence that is a question! I will be glad to finish!

Oh dear, this is written so flatly, narration- and dialogue-wise, that my aversion to not finishing might be what gets me through. If it is the television movie I recall glimpses of when I was a youngster, the action gets almost disturbing. I hope the secondary characters are more likeable in written form. I hope authors employ "asked" / "wondered" instead of the irritating, incorrect "said", following a question.