Book Addicts Anonymous

I only got as far as p34 in this slim volume before I lost patience.
I' very sorry Ms Madden, but stream of consciousness novels are hard work, and I'm afraid I couldn't stick with this. 
Usually I persevere, but after reading a classic, with all it's attendant verbosity, I still lost patience. 
I truly wish there was a place where people posted ads for books they wanted to read and were willing to pay for a copy.

The germ of the tale of Frankenstein was created when Mary Shelly, along with Percy Bysshe Shelly and several others were at a lakeside  during a storm.  They challenged each other to come up with a suitable story.
Mary Shelly turned her stormy tale into a full length novel.

For loads of information about Frankenstein, click here.

Despite it being almost 200 years since it's publication, the novel is fresh and engaging. When the monster tells his part of the tale the reader feels every sympathy for him.

Above is the bumph from the back of the book, tells you enough to catch your attention, but doesn't give away much of the plot.  It's by Jeanette Winterson, what else do you need to know, it's bound to be good.

Jeanette Winterson breathes more magic into this slim volume about the machinations going on behind the arrests of the women accused of witchcraft from Pendle in 1612.  Much more magic than I have encountered in any other books based on the Lancashire Witches.
I also love the way she portrays Thomas Potts, as a jumped up jobsworth who sees witchcraft and popery everywhere he looks.
Another well crafted book from the pen of Jeanette Winterson

An engrossing book that starts with someone getting an unexpected promotion, then a woman who has served time in prison, wrongly convicted, for the murder of her children, is murdered. The only link to the reader is that the person who has received the promotion is working on a documentary about wrongly accused women.
It's a fast paced book with plenty to keep the reader's attention.
Sophie Hannah is a favourite of mine.

I only managed to read as far as page 41 in this novel before I gave up on it.
Stream of consciousness novels are not really my kind of read, and this is very disjointed, as the narrator into whose consciousness we are being given an insigth is a drug addict.  He leaves of sentences half way through and jumps scenario, topic and time.  I realise that this might be how a drug addict thinks, but it just got very frustrating and I gave up.
I have read stream of consciouness novels in the past and found most of them readable, but not the best book I have ever read. 
I might in the future give this novel another try, as I have read If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things by the same author, and from what I remeber I liked it.
My dislike might also be down to having just read two very different books and the change of pace threw me.

It's a while since I read Rebecca, (third year at Uni, but that was only 2002-2003,) and at the time I was mostly reading coursebooks and theory books.  I got The Scapegoat when I heard it was to be made into a TV drama this autumn. If they stick to the text it should be a really good dramatisation.
John, a university lecturer, is on holiday/fact gathering in France.  He stops in Le Mans and there at a station buffet he meets Jean, a French Comte.  They are strikingly similar, this chance likeness leads to them spending the evening together, drinking.  When John wakes the next afternoon, Jean has taken his clothes, his car and his wallet, leaving John his clothes and belongings.  A chauffeur is waiting to take Monsieur Le Comte back to the chateau.
Jean has left with John's identity and left John to pick up his life, and all it's attendant problems. John finds that he has to pass himself off as husband, son, father, brother, and lover to the circle of Jean's family.  He does at first try to tell people that he is not Jean, but no-one believes him. But John has different values to Jean, he has always wanted family life, and finds that Jean's family life is an acrimonious one, where he, (Jean,) only cares for his own comfort, not John's way at all.
I know it sounds very confusing, but it isn't, as the errant Jean does not figure for most of the novel.

The novel does have an introduction which outlines the plot.  I'm not sure if I like all aspects of this as it does reveal a few things, but it also lets the reader know that like Shakespeare, Du Maurier was fascinated by the possibility of duality, easiest explored by using twins or look-alikes.
I thoroughly enjoyed the novel and will be reading more of Du Maurier's in the future.

This looked like a straightforward mystery from the front cover.  I turned it over and the bumph talked about Wilkie Collins and Charles Dickens, a railway accident, and how it affected Dickens, which in turn had effect on Collins.
The narrator is Wilkie Collins. On the whole the book is extremely well developed and is written in such a manner that it encourages the reader to keep turning the pages. (It took me 8 days to read the book, of almost 800 pages.)
There were a couple of things that made it obvious that the narrator was not Wilkie Collins, but Dan Simmons, these were the Americanisms when referring to footpaths and also to certain dates. I did spot one mistake . Wilkie Collins opens up the hole in the coal cellar, that Field and his men had bricked up some months previously.  The problem I had with this is Field and his men bricked up a hole in the coal cellar at a different address to where Wilkie re-opened it.
That aside, it's a brilliant book, one which grabs the reader and doesn't let go until it is over. 
The narrator does presume that the current day reader would not have read any of his books.  I have read only one to date, The Moonstone, and remember being very surprised when I found it had been written in 1868 and not a century later.