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I think this was another one of my 3 for the price of 2 buys. However, I wouldn't buy it given the chance again.
No! It's a very readable book, and I couldn't put it down. So, it only took me a day to read, so what I'm saying is, I wish I'd picked it up at the library. That aside, it's humourous, fast paced, and the author makes some very good observations.

Helen, the main character is a downtrodden housewife when we first meet her. She is in the midst of preparing an elaborate dinner party for her husband's boss and wife, and maybe some other guests, they are implied. However, she decides to have a drink of wine, and a relaxing bath. She falls asleep, to be woken by her husband arriving home from work. He berates her for not having everything ready, but she tries to rescue it. The dinner party goes from bad to worse, and he starts to belittle her in front of their guests. (She has never failed to produce beautifully cooked meals in the past.) Then he goes on to complain about some one's driving nearly causing him an accident, Helen merely comments that it is always the other person, never him at fault. Other guests join in the discussion. Helen issues a challenge, which he takes up. The next day he tackles the challenge, but in carrying it out, he is in a freak accident and he ends up dying.
The rest of the story is about how Helen emerges from her cocoon, and starts to enjoy life.

This book is a lovely take on how a downtrodden woman claims back her life. In some places it felt very familiar to me, and probably would to most women who have been the submissive partner in a bullying relationship.

I'd picked up this book, because I'd read and enjoyed Copycat, another of Erica Spindler's novels. I wasn't disappointed. Again the story moved quickly, and was full of action.
The main detective in this novel is Captain Patti O'Shay, the novel starts off in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, then jumps forward to 2007.
Directly after the storm abated Captain Patti O'Shay's policeman husband is found dead, clubbed over the head and shot in twice in the back, minus his badge and service revolver.
In the aftermath of the storm NOPD come across someone's gruesome "Trophy" collection in the refrigerator graveyards.
Jumping forwards two years a corpse is unearthed in one of the parks, obviously a victim of the killer who's "trophies" they found, but in the shallow grave is Captain Sammy O'Shay's badge, his revolver is found in the vicinity, with the numbers filed off. When tested it is the gun used to kill him. This makes Patti more determined to catch the killer. The plot is very good , two police operations become tied together, and as the pace gathers it becomes a race against time to save Patti and family members becoming another statistic. The story is gripping from beginning to end. As with all detective novels there is a reasonable body count, and the reader can pick up the "clues" along the way, I must say the culprit was on my suspects list, but I think that is down to the fact I have written some fiction, and not that it is given away in any form.

For police captain Patti O'Shay, the discovery of a dead body is shocking, but part of the job.
A dead body with the right hand severed is disturbing.
But when a corpse is discovered with the police badge of her murdered husband, she is pushed over the edge.
Driven by revenge, and working outside the law. Patti vows to track down the monster responsible. But as the killings continue, it becomes clear that she is not the hunter - but the hunted.

The write up this book had in my book club was encouraging, so I bought it.
The story is all in first person, as if it is Philip's diary, (the main character.) Philip is only 11 year old and the punctuation and some spellings are a little odd. This book however is not a teenage book, as such.
Philip retells the events from the date of his father's death in an accident, to the date of his father's birthday, around two months later. The events are pretty bizarre at times, but the again, Philip is only doing as the ghost asks him.
Throughout, I was questioning myself, is Philip just so upset about his father's death that he imagines his father's ghost? It is never quite resolved, but as he and his father were close before the death, and the death sudden, it is possible, or, I could take the story at face value and believe in the ghost.
It was a very entertaining read, and once I realised it was written in a 11 year old's voice, reading was easy.
The bumph mentions Shakespeare's Hamlet, I have only read a synopsis of Hamlet, but from what I read I think it is right.

Philip Noble is an eleven year old in crisis. His pub landlord father has died in a road accident, and his mother is succumbing to the greasy charms of her dead husband's brother, Uncle Alan. The remaining certainties of Philip's life crumble away when his father's ghost appears in the pub and declares Uncle Alan murdered him.
Arming himself with weapons from the school chemistry cupboard, Philip vows to carry out the ghost's relentless demands for revenge. But will Leah, the gorgeous daughter of Uncle Alan's God-fearing business partner, Mr Fairview, prove too much of a distraction? And can the words of a ghost be trusted any more than the lies of the living? Philip makes his decision and when the moment comes to act, he finds himself hurtling towards disaster.
Just as Matt Haig's acclaimed and best selling first novel, "The Last Family in England" was a brilliant reworking of "Henry IV, Part I", with dogs in the major roles, so "the Dead Fathers Club" gives more than a nod towards "Hamlet". Hilariously funny, it is full of poignant insights into the strange workings of the world through the eyes of a child.

I'd picked this book up in Waterstones when I was trying to find a third book to buy in their 3 for the price of two promotion. (It's a regular feature in their shops. You can mix the books, even mix adults and children's books. So much so that I nearly always find three books. The newspaper blurbs on the back cover helped sell this to me.)
Anyway, it's the 19th Falco novel, but it doesn't really matter that you haven't read the other 18, or at least it didn't seem to.
Falco is the central character, and he's an "investigator", today he would be called a detective. He has a rival, Anacrites, who is described as the "Spy", who comes across as a thoroughly detestable character, whose only redeeming feature is his continuing attachment to Falco's mother, who he had lodged with when younger. Falco tries at every turn to confuse Anacrites, so that he can be the first to solve the problem. They have both been given the task of finding an escaped "prisoner", she's a famous enemy of Rome, and when she finds out her planned "future" she escapes.
the story was slow to start, but then became very readable. I got to the stage where I wouldn't put it down until I had finished the chapter I was reading, then when I finished that one, I just wanted to know what happened next. I'm guessing the slow start was because I haven't read any other Falco novels.
This book was pretty interesting to me as I'd done Latin for a time at school, and was trying to picture the houses, and surroundings.
I'll give you the blurb from the back of the book now, and the link to Lindsey Davis' website, where you can learn more about both the author and the series of books.

It is the Roman holiday of Saturnalia. The days are short, the nights are for wild parties. A general has captured a famous enemy of Rome, and brings her home to adorn his Triumph as a ritual sacrifice. The logistics go wrong; she acquires a mystery illness - then a young man is horrendously murdered and she escapes from house arrest.
Marcus Didius Falco is pitted against his old rival, the Chief Spy, Anacrites, in a race to find the fugitive before her presence angers the public and makes the government look stupid. Falco has other priorities, for Helena's brother Justinus has also vanished, perhaps fatefully involved once more with the great lost love of his youth.
Against the riotous backdrop of the season of misrule, the search seems impossible and only Falco seems to notice that some dark agency is bringing death to the city streets.

I must say, this book was a disappointment. I first found Berry when I discovered his book The Templar Legacy. Ever since reading Brown's book, I've been just devouring any and all books pertaining to the Knights Templar. I quickly followed that up by reading all of his other books. Each one was unique and exciting in its own way. I even like that his last three books all featured the same trilogy of main characters, so that you get to know them better.

But this book was a disappointment. After finishing it, I was like... okay, who cares? I think Berry could've done a much better job with the basis of the plot - finding the mysterious location of Alexander the Great's final resting place and the equally mysterious draught that was said to be a cure-all in Alexander's day. But when he threw in the sub-plot of a scientist who'd discovered the cure for HIV/AIDS through these microbes found in a pool in a cave in the mountains, I felt that the main plot was just anti-climactic. And I didn't like the way he's tried to force two of his leads into a romantic relationship. It just didn't work for me as well.

I hope that in the future Steve should take his time a bit more and really come up with something good. Of course if his next book is less than stellar, then I'll know he's fallen into the same trap as other writers: writing just for the money. Not to tell a good story.

I believe that Blue put that I don't like romances, which is true, but this isn't any more a romance than Indiana Jones films are romances.
As with all Tom Holt books, it takes a fairly simple setting, and throws into the mix some totally unexpected events, and you have a really good book as a result. They aren't found with the fantasy books for nothing. Tom Holt stretches your imagination as far as it will go, and then takes off at a tangent, probably why I like his writing.

The bumph on this book only gives you a hint of the flavour of the book, you know the way a cook could tell you one ingredient they will be using is Tabasco sauce, but you have no idea what they are making, but you'd still love the result.

From the moment Homo Sapiens descended from the trees, possibly onto their heads, humanity has striven towards civilisation. Fire. The wheel. Running Away from furry things with more teeth than one might reasonably expect - all are testament to man's ultimate supremacy.
It is a noble story and so, of course, complete and utter fiction.
For one man has discovered the hideous truth that humanity's ascent to civilisation has been ruthlessly guided by a small gang of devious frogs.
Frogs rule the universe.
The man's name is David Perkins and his theory is not, on the whole, widely admired, particularly by the frogs themselves who had, frankly, invested a great deal of time and effort in keeping the whole thing quiet.

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