The Sunday Post AKA What’s on my (Mostly Virtual) Nightstand 8-27-23

I did better this week than last week on actually reading the books I intended to read. Howsomever, by the time the end of the week closed in – which is actually on Wednesday for the purpose of reading Friday’s book – when I started Wolfsong I just wasn’t feeling it, even though I really wanted to read it. But it’s 500 pages of slow burn and that just wasn’t the mood I was in AT ALL. So that will come back around at some point later when that’s a bit closer to the mood I’m in at the time.

This week’s schedule may actually hold up – even though the name of Friday’s giveaway hop does me in every single year. I want it to be ‘Glitz’ instead of ‘Glits’. I’m not even sure what a ‘glit’ is! But it’s the Glam and Glits Giveaway Hop and that’s just the way it is.

Also it’ll be the OMG first of September and that’s just the way that is as well. It feels like August has lasted FOREVER, melting us all in the hot summer sun.

Current Giveaways:

$10 Gift Card or $10 Book in the Old School Giveaway Hop
$10 Gift Card or $10 Book in the Summer 2023 Seasons of Books Giveaway Hop

Winner Announcements:

The winner of the Back to School Giveaway Hop is Anne

Blog Recap:

A- Review: The Man Who Died Twice by Richard Osman
A- Review: Cursed at Dawn by Heather Graham
B+ Review: Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz by Garth Nix
A- Review: Murder at Kensington Palace by Andrea Penrose
A+ Review: Contrarian by L.E. Modesitt Jr.
Stacking the Shelves (563)

Coming This Week:

Big Little Spells by Hazel Beck (blog tour review)
A Duke’s Guide to Romance by Sophie Barnes (blog tour review)
The Devil’s Gun by Cat Rambo (review)
The Bullet that Missed by Richard Osman (review)
Glam and Glits [sic] Giveaway Hop

Stacking the Shelves (563)

I was having a bit of an epic book flail at the end of the week, Audible was having a sale, Tor Books was very, very kind about an advanced listening copy of Starter Villain as I’d already read and reviewed the book, AND I received a review assignment for book 6 in a series where I’d only read book 2. The result – well, most of the result as this list got really long – is the stack you see before you. Some reading weeks are just like that.

The best title on this list, is clearly, and without a doubt, That Time I got Drunk and Saved a Demon. If it even half lives up to its Legends & Lattes, Can’t Spell Treason Without Tea vibe it’s going to be awesome.

For Review:
The Antique Hunter’s Guide to Murder by C.L. Miller
A Haunting at Linley (Henrietta and Inspector Howard #7) by Michelle Cox
Nuts and Bolts by Roma Agrawal
The Riders Come Out at Night by Ali Winston and Darwin Bondgraham
A Spying Eye (Henrietta and Inspector Howard #6) by Michelle Cox
The Stars Turned Inside Out by Nova Jacobs
Stolen by Ann-Helen Laestadius
Starter Villain by John Scalzi (audio)
That Time I Got Drunk and Saved a Demon (Mead Mishaps #1) by Kimberly Lemming

Purchased from Amazon/Audible/Etc.:
A Child Lost (Henrietta and Inspector Howard #5) by Michelle Cox
A Girl Like You (Henrietta and Inspector Howard #1) by Michelle Cox
The Glass Hotel by Emily St. John Mandel (audio)
The Hunter’s Apprentice (Adventures of Keltin Moore #4) by Lindsay Schopfer
A Promise Given (Henrietta and Inspector Howard #3) by Michelle Cox
Stephen Leeds: Death & Faxes (Legion #1.5) by Brandon Sanderson (audio)
A Veil Removed (Henrietta and Inspector Howard #4) by Michelle Cox


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Review: Contrarian by L.E. Modesitt Jr.

Review: Contrarian by L.E. Modesitt Jr.Contrarian (The Grand Illusion #3) by L.E. Modesitt Jr.
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Genres: fantasy, gaslamp, steampunk
Series: Grand Illusion #3
Pages: 624
Published by Tor Books on August 15, 2023
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L. E. Modesitt, Jr., bestselling author of Saga of Recluce and the Imager Portfolio, continues his gaslamp political fantasy series which began with Isolate and Councilor . Welcome to the Grand Illusion

In Contrarian , protests against unemployment and poor harvests have become armed riots as the people sink deeper into poverty. They look to a government struggling to emerge from corruption and conspiracy.

Recently elected to the Council of Sixty-Six, Steffan Dekkard is the first Councilor who is an Isolate, a man invulnerable to the emotional manipulations and emotional surveillance of empaths―but not the recent bombing of the Council Office Building by insurrectionists.

His patron, the Premier of the Council, has been assassinated, leaving Dekkard with little first-hand political experience and few political allies.

Not only must Dekkard handle political infighting, and continued assassination attempts, but it appears that someone high up in the government and corporations has supplied arms and explosives to insurrectionists.

Insurrectionists who have succeeded in taking over a naval cruiser that no one can seem to find.

My Review:

If diplomacy is war conducted through other means, then it can be argued that politics must be civil war conducted by other means. There’s certainly a civil war going on between the three political parties in Guldor, complete with campaigns, strategies and entirely too many casualties.

The first book in this series, Isolate, ended in triumph. The second, Councilor, ended in tragedy. This third book, Contrarian, ends in – well, you’ll see – or at least you’ll see enough to make you want to pick it up. I hope.

The overall theme of The Grand Illusion series (Isolate, Councilor and now Contrarian) is wrapped around the grand and all-too-often grandiose illusion that government can somehow take care of all of the people all of the time even as it caters to the elites at the top of the dogpile.

While spinning pretty much everything they can – or can invent – to convince people that the folks who are sincerely trying to fix things are actually the people causing it because they are the ones bringing attention to the injustices.

We all know it works because we’ve seen it in action, much too often and much too recently, in real life.

However, by setting this intense political discourse in a gaslamp fantasy world and embodying it in the literal body of one political neophyte who is doing his damndest to make real life better for average people, we get to see the arguments from the outside and can pretend, if necessary for our psyches, that the story doesn’t have relevance to the real world.

The first book ended in triumph, as the middle-class, working-class Craft Party was swept into power in the constitutional monarchy of Guldor because they had a charismatic leader at the head of the party, his security aides were exceptionally good at keeping the man alive in spite of the number of assassination attempts he faced, AND the competing parties, Landor (nobility) and Commerce (megacorporations) had screwed the pooch so thoroughly and so often that their abuses of power became too obvious to cover up.

The second begins in the triumph of starting to stab at the myriad problems afflicting the country, only for that triumph to be cut tragically short when that charismatic and effective Craft leader was assassinated along with many of his most able councilors.

All except one, who was one of those exceptionally good security aides turned councilor in his own right. In Contrarian, Steffan Dekkard is caught on the horns of multiple dilemmas and in the midst of overwhelming changes both personal and professional.

Dekkard is the ‘contrarian’ of the title. He is one of THE most junior councilors in the Council of Sixty-Six, both in age and political experience. He is also the clear ‘spiritual’ heir to the assassinated Axel Obreduur, but can’t take up the reins of power – at least not yet. This is the story of him finding a way to operate, not so much from the shadows but from the back benches, managing up the levels of his party while continuing to dodge the political machinations of his enemies – along with the increasing number of assassins they aim at his head.

The opposition Commerce party is like a hydra, sprouting two heads for every one of their plots he manages to thwart. It is part of the cut and thrust of politics even at the best of times, but he knows he can and will lose some of the battles in pursuit of the greater war.

An assassin only has to succeed once. If Dekkard, with the assistance of his friends, working under the eagle eye and mind of his security aide and new bride Avraal, has to practice ‘Constant Vigilance’ while still serving his office, taking care of his constituents, and somehow managing to have a life – for as long he can.

Escape Rating A+: This series is my catnip. I could read about Steffan’s work day, his colleagues, his attempts to maneuver around a great many of them, and the crises in his country that he tries to prevent, pretty much all day long. As I did for the two days it took me to finish the book a few months ago for Library Journal, AND the day it took me to skim-read just now for this review. .

The book – and the previous books in the series – combine a kind of ‘slice of life’ story with an ongoing exploration of how the sausage of politics is made and why most people really don’t want to know about exactly what goes into it.

What makes it work, or at least work fantastically for this reader, is the way that all of the political maneuvering, whether for good or for evil, is embodied in the characters. Which means that this isn’t traditional epic fantasy, even though it is certainly epic in scope.

But we are meant to like Steffan Dekkard and his wife Avraal Ysella-Dekkard, and we do. We believe they’re working for, not an abstract good, not a ‘greater good’ but to make the lives of as many people as they can better by getting their government to work for all its citizens and not merely a privileged few who grease the wheels.

They are fighting the good fight, and it’s fun to watch them do their work – surprisingly so as watching them work often involves just watching them go through their day. It shouldn’t be riveting but it is and I was every step of the way.

The progress of the series so far reminds me a lot of the author’s Imager Portfolio, although not so much the first three books as the rest of the series that started (honestly re-started) with Scholar. Which means I’m expecting the Grand Illusion series to encompass Steffan Dekkard’s political career and end with a book titled Premier – or at least with Steffan holding that title in the book.

Whether or not my surmise about the far-off ending of the series is correct, Contrarian ends in a way that absolutely begs a return to this world and this series. It is clear from the book’s conclusion that neither the series nor Steffan’s career is remotely near done. And that he’ll have plenty of political battles to get through before it is. So, even though the author has returned to one of his other series this year, I have high hopes that we’ll get to see more of Guldor through Steffan and Avraal’s eyes in the years and books to come.

Review: Murder at Kensington Palace by Andrea Penrose

Review: Murder at Kensington Palace by Andrea PenroseMurder at Kensington Palace (Wrexford & Sloane, #3) by Andrea Penrose
Format: eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via NetGalley
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Genres: historical fiction, historical mystery
Series: Wrexford & Sloane #3
Pages: 359
Published by Kensington Books on September 24, 2019
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Wrexford and Sloane must unravel secrets within secrets—including a few that entangle their own hearts—when they reunite to solve a string of shocking murders that have horrified Regency London...
Though Charlotte Sloane’s secret identity as the controversial satirical cartoonist A.J. Quill is safe with the Earl of Wrexford, she’s ill prepared for the rippling effects sharing the truth about her background has cast over their relationship. She thought a bit of space might improve the situation. But when her cousin is murdered and his twin brother is accused of the gruesome crime, Charlotte immediately turns to Wrexford for help in proving the young man’s innocence. Though she finds the brooding scientist just as enigmatic and intense as ever, their partnership is now marked by an unfamiliar tension that seems to complicate every encounter.
Despite this newfound complexity, Wrexford and Charlotte are determined to track down the real killer. Their investigation leads them on a dangerous chase through Mayfair’s glittering ballrooms and opulent drawing rooms, where gossip and rumors swirl to confuse the facts. Was her cousin murdered over a romantic rivalry . . . or staggering gambling debts? Or could the motive be far darker and involve the clandestine scientific society that claimed both brothers as members? The more Charlotte and Wrexford try to unknot the truth, the more tangled it becomes. But they must solve the case soon, before the killer’s madness seizes another victim...

My Review:

The murder that drags Wrexford and Sloane back into the fray after the events of Murder at Half Moon Gate again hits a bit too close to home – at least for Charlotte Sloane. In fact, it’s so close to home – her past home if not her present one – that when Wrex informs her that the recently elevated Lord Chittenden is dead, she performs the only quintessential female act he’s ever seen her do.

She faints. She literally swoons at his feet. And he doesn’t know what to do about it. But then, not knowing what to do about or with Charlotte Sloane, AKA the brilliant satirical artist A.J. Quill, has been a constant state of affairs for Wrex since the moment they met in Murder on Black Swan Lane.

Charlotte has just learned that her dear cousin, one of the few people who accepted her as she was back in a day she hasn’t yet revealed to Wrex, has been accused of murdering her other dear cousin – his twin brother. Charlotte is certain that this accusation is as false as the one that brought Wrexford to her door in the first book in this series.

But there’s no evidence for Nick Locke’s innocence, while the evidence for his guilt is both gruesome and damning. Not even a visit to Nick in Newgate dims Charlotte’s belief that he can’t possibly be guilty – even if does cast a dark pall over her determination to win him free.

Which is when Charlotte realizes that the cost of Nicky’s freedom – if it can be won at all – will be the sacrifice of her own. In order to investigate the possible suspects, a surprising number of whom are women in the upper reaches of the ton, Charlotte will have to finally admit the truth of her own origins, and walk with eyes wide open back into the gilded cage she escaped from in what seems like another lifetime.

Only because it was. A life that she didn’t fit into then, and must return to now. After all, needs must when the devil drives – and there is absolutely a devil driving the rush to Nicky’s judgment. And Charlotte’s own.

Escape Rating A-: I got into the Wrexford & Sloane series because it is an amazing readalike for the Sebastian St. Cyr series without being the same at all – which I know sounds contradictory but bear with me.

Both are historical mystery series, and both take place in England during the Regency. Both feature amateur detectives who are aristocrats, working with female partners with whom they have tension-filled relationships.

But, but, but there are huge differences. The St. Cyr series is exactly what it says on the label. The story is told primarily from the perspective of Sebastian St. Cyr, Viscount Devlin, the man who will in the fullness of time become the Earl of Hendon. In the meanwhile, Devlin expiates his demons, many but not all of which he acquired while serving in France during the Napoleonic Wars, by solving murders – generally the kind of murders that no one in the halls of power want solved..

Although Wrexford gets top billing in ‘his’ series, it’s not his journey. Instead, this story is told from the perspective of Mrs. Charlotte Sloane, a widow living in genteel poverty who makes ends at least wave at each other by penning satirical drawings and publishing them under the nom-de-plume A.J. Quill. It’s clear that she grew up in different circumstances, but when the story begins neither Wrexford nor the reader know exactly what those circumstances were or why she left them.

If the St. Cyr series had been written from the perspective of Devlin’s wife, the social reformer Hero Jarvis, it might read something like Wrexford & Sloane, but it isn’t and she doesn’t and as a consequence the two series are looking at the same period through much different lenses.

If you like one you’ll like the other just as much – I certainly do – but they are cousins rather than twins or even siblings. To mix metaphors entirely and get back to Sloane and her cousins at the same time.

The other thing that makes the two series different, and has been a huge factor in the Wrexford & Sloane series so far, is that Wrexford, unlike Devlin, is a man of science rather than politics, and this case, like the previous two books, is steeped in that world that seemed to be changing and discovering every day.

And yet asks the same questions that are still being asked today. Questions about possibility vs. morality, whether the ends justify the means, how far, how dark and how deep an experiment should be allowed to go, and whether just because something CAN be done doesn’t mean it SHOULD be done.

Because this case was steeped in those scientific questions, as well as the age-old question about the fine lines between genius and madness, and between interest and obsession. All the red herrings in this one, and there were many, had been electrocuted or charred to a crisp before presentation, making the solution seem just that much farther out of reach.

But what held my interest, and will hold most readers by the heartstrings, is Charlotte Sloane’s journey, and her decision to give up the thing she prizes most in order to save a person she holds dear. And that’s a dilemma that is every bit as potent two centuries ago as it is today.

Obviously, I’m still enjoying my read of the Wrexford & Sloane series very much, although I will probably take a bit of a break before I get back to it to keep the whole thing at the correct level of compulsion and freshness. But I know I’ll be picking up Murder at Queen’s Landing the next time the mood for a compelling historical mystery strikes!

Review: Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz by Garth Nix

Review: Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz by Garth NixSir Hereward and Mister Fitz: Stories of the Witch Knight and the Puppet Sorcerer by Garth Nix
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Genres: fantasy, sword and sorcery
Pages: 304
Published by Harper Voyager on August 22, 2023
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New York Times bestselling author Garth Nix's exciting adult debut: a new collection including all eight stories--plus a never-before-published story--featuring Sir Hereward and his sorcerous puppet companion Mister Fitz, gathered in one magical volume for the first time ever!
Sir Hereward: the only male child of an ancient society of witches. Knight, artillerist, swordsman. Mercenary for hire. Ill-starred lover.
Mister Fitz: puppet, sorcerer, loremaster. Practitioner of arcane arts and wielder of sorcerous needles.
Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz: godslayers. Agents of the Council of the Treaty for the Safety of the World, charged with the location and removal of listed extra-dimensional entities, more commonly known as gods.
Together, they are relentless travelers in a treacherous world of magic, gunpowder, and adventure.
Compiled for the first time ever, these eight magical stories--plus an all-new tale, "The Field of Fallen Foes"--featuring fabulous, quintessential Garth Nix protagonists Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz comprise a must-have adult fantasy collection for fans and those about to discover the witch knight and his puppet sorcerer for the first time.

My Review:

A long time ago in a galaxy not far away at all SFWA (Science Fiction Writers of America) Grand Master Fritz Leiber loosed a pair of anti-heroish-type heroes into the world of fantasy, and the genre was never the same. I’m referring to the immortal swordsman Fafhrd and his rogue companion the Gray Mouser, who together embodied the subgenre of sword and sorcery.

Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz follow in those bootprints, right down to the boots being rather large in the cases of both Fafhrd and Sir Hereward, and considerably smaller for the Gray Mouser and Mister Fitz.

Just as the earlier pair roamed the world of Nehwon, traveled through places strange, wondrous and frequently unpronounceable, tackling enemies both mundane and sorcerous, putting down old gods and monsters when needed, so do Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz, their literary if not actual descendants, wander their own world of unpronounceable places filled with even more tongue-twisting gods, carrying out one mission after another for the Council of the Treaty for the Safety of the World, tasked with casting rogue gods back to whatever corner of the multiverse they sprang from.

The stories here are just that, stories. This is a collection of nine stories that feature the titular pair, as they carry out their missions – sometimes deliberately and occasionally by accident – as they travel their world and keep very, very far from home.

In their very first adventure, “Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz Go To War Again”, originally published in 2007, we meet the witch knight Hereward and the puppet sorcerer Mister Fitz as they start out pursuing a bit of mercenary work to tide them over financially, only to wind up doing their real job when they discover a rapacious godlet who is draining all the lands around itself in a bid for more power. There’s a bittersweet tone to this story as Hereward knows he must deal with the godlet’s adherents whether they serve out of true belief or a sense of duty and wishes that it didn’t always end quite like this.

All of the stories in this collection, save the final story, “The Field of Fallen Foe”, have been published over the intervening years between that first story and this last – but hopefully not final – one.

Each story is an adventure in its own right, each stands very much alone as they were published with that intent, but together they build up a portrait of an all-too-often-literal ‘ride or die’ friendship as the knight and the puppet save each other even as they bicker together over and over.

It’s also a bit of a cast-against-type kind of partnership, as Mister Fitz is an autonomous puppet who has lived for so many centuries that he has passed into legend, while Sir Hereward is barely an adult – sometimes – at a mere twenty five. That Mister Fitz was originally Mistress Fitz and their relationship began when Mistress Fitz was Hereward’s nanny just adds layers to their partnership and their endless bickering.

And it’s considerably more common in their adventures that Fitz is the one who gets the job done and saves both the day and his partner, while Hereward plays the bait and has the credit thrust upon him in the end. Because Fitz is smart enough to hide the literal lights of his eyes and his sorcerous needles under his very tall and broad hat.

Any reader who remembers Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser and the genre they embodied will love Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz, while anyone looking for a compelling series of adventures that can be read in tasty bites – or who just likes a good buddy story no matter where the buddies are hanging out – will have a terrific time with Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz.

Escape Rating B+: I’ve always meant to read the author’s Old Kingdom series, but it fell victim to the ‘so many books, so little time’ conundrum, as so many do. So it’s buried somewhere in the virtually towering TBR pile but has never managed to rise to the top. Reading Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz bumped it up quite a bit higher, but it’s a VERY tall pile.

I enjoyed my journey with Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz rather a lot, but then I did love Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser when I read them back in the 1970s, and they were already classics at that point. I love sword and sorcery, and it’s something that you don’t see much of right now. Like many subgenres, I expect it will come back around again, just as urban fantasy was everywhere in the 1980s, died down in the early 2000s but seems to be coming back around again.

As I write this, I have the sense that I’m not doing the collection justice. And I think that’s because, while the collection as a whole definitely made an impression that lingers, I found that the individual stories in this collection were not memorable in and of themselves. I’m not dealing well with handling that dichotomy.

The not-individually-memorable part may be due to the way that these were originally published. Each needed to stand on its own, so there’s a fair bit of repetition in the setup of each story that slows things down a bit. But, over the course of the whole, we do get plenty of clues about the two characters, their personalities, their histories and most definitely their relationship. In the end, if you like the way the two of them work together, the whole thing is a treat but if they don’t resonate with you then the collection won’t work for you either.

Personally I would love a remix of this collection as a full-length novel or one that sinks its teeth into the earlier days of their association because they are fascinating characters and the hints of their origin story – especially Mister Fitz’ – and the world they inhabit would be (literally and figuratively) fantastic.

It’s not required to have read Leiber’s Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser stories to get into Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz, but if you have you’ll find much that seems familiar. However, if this book teases you to pick up the classic, the first collection is Swords and Deviltry – and I remember it very fondly.

Two final notes about Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz. There’s a story in the forthcoming collection The Year’s Best Dark Fantasy & Horror: Volume Four titled “The Voice of a Thousand Years” by Fawaz Al Matrouk that influenced my reading of Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz and gave me an overall sense of bittersweetness that isn’t exactly there in the text but now that I’ve read them close together I can’t get it out of my head.

And, on a much greater note of whimsy, for anyone who has ever played Final Fantasy IX, there’s a strong possibility that Vivi Ornitier is a portrait of the sorcerous puppet as a very young mage.

Review: Cursed at Dawn by Heather Graham

Review: Cursed at Dawn by Heather GrahamCursed at Dawn: A Novel (The Blackbird Trilogy, 3) by Heather Graham
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Genres: paranormal, suspense, thriller
Series: Blackbird Trilogy #3
Pages: 304
Published by Mira on August 22, 2023
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Dracula lives—and he’s hunting for his bride.
Vampires may not walk among us, but FBI agents Della Hamilton and Mason Carter know real monsters exist. They’ve witnessed firsthand the worst humankind has to offer. They’re still catching their breaths after the apprehension of two such monstrous killers when they’re met with horrific news. Stephan Dante, the self-proclaimed king of the vampires, has escaped from prison, followed only by a trail of blood.
All too familiar with Dante’s cruelty, Della and Mason know the clock is ticking. But as Dante claims more victims, a chilling message arrives. The vampire killer seeks his eternal bride—Della herself. Playing into Dante’s desires might be the only way to stop the carnage once and for all, assuming they can outwit him. Della is confident the agents have the upper hand, but Mason knows every gamble runs the risk of not paying off, and this time, the consequences could be deadly.

My Review:

The story of the Blackbird Trilogy, Whispers at Dusk, Secrets in the Dark and this final book in the trilogy, Cursed at Dawn, is the story of one very long, dark night for the members of Blackbird – at least in the metaphorical sense because the action in this paranormal romantic suspense series takes place over more than one night – and on more than one continent.

When the series began in Whispers at Dusk, the original members of Blackbird, Special Agents Della Hamilton and Mason Carter were tasked with tracking down a serial killer calling himself the ‘King of the Vampires’ who led them on a not-so-merry chase from the bayous of Louisiana to Castle Bran in Transylvania and all points in between until he was brought to justice.

Or so they believed. Although maybe it was more like hoped even then.

The second book in the series, Secrets in the Dark, takes place while Stephen Dante was awaiting trial in a secure U.S. facility. Blackbird, now a fully international team, traveled to London to track down one of Dante’s apprentices, a man who decided that since he couldn’t beat the so-called ‘King of the Vampires’ using the ‘King’s’ own tricks of the trade he’d be better off appropriating a much older title from a much scarier killer, and took to calling himself the ‘King of the Rippers’ as he stalked Whitechapel and decorated the same streets with a fresh coating of blood and gore.

Blackbird caught him as well, and was taking a few days of well-earned R&R when they learned that Stephen Dante had orchestrated his escape from prison and was on the loose yet again, using his tried and true methods of charming or bribing a new network of acolytes and informations, stalking a new brace of beauties he intended to kill, and yet again with Agent Della Hamilton in his sights with an eye to making her his final victim.

Only this time he’s come to Edinburgh, Scotland, a city full to the brim with history, mystery and magic, abounding in ghost stories and banshee myths, with a twisty layers of buried geography that Dante knows like the back of his hand.

But so do the ghosts of Scots long ago, haunting the city from all the way back to the time of William Wallace and Robert the Bruce, who are more than willing to help the living fight one more righteous battle against evil.

Dante believes he is all-seeing, all-knowing and all-powerful, but the ghosts level the playing field for Blackbird with powers that he can neither imagine nor counter. Even as they help to bring his reign of terror to a crashing end.

Escape Rating A-: I’ve enjoyed the entire Blackbird Trilogy, and certainly have been caught up in each entry as soon as I started it, but I liked this one just a tick better because we spent next to no time in Stephen Dante’s head, nor that of any of his proteges. His is not the point-of-view I want to experience. I want to see the case through the investigators’ eyes to watch as the solution fits and starts and eventually falls into place. I don’t need to see the bodies drop to be caught up in the drama and terror, I just need to know they’ve fallen – which we certainly do in this story.

Although it probably helped a bit that there are few actual deaths in this entry in the series. Dante and particularly his minions, keep snatching people but he’s made too many mistakes, he’s let the Blackbird team, especially Della Hamilton, get to know him a bit too well, and this time around they manage to get there in time to save people considerably more of the time.

Which makes this one more about the psychological terror that they know he’s going to strike again – and has and does – than the actual horror of quite so many of his staged tableaux of pale, cold, bloodless, ‘sleeping’ beauties.

(But speaking of what has come before, although the Blackbird Trilogy is an offshoot of the Krewe of Hunters series, you don’t have to read that to get into this. There’s just the right amount of catching up infodumping that Cursed at Dawn probably stands alone – but it would be better to start with Whispers at Dusk to see the team come together.)

The Blackbird Trilogy is a combination of paranormal romance and romantic suspense, and it’s a combo that holds a near and dear place in my reading heart. We began with watching Della and Mason find each other, set against the backdrop of the team coming together and following Dante’s trail of blood and death. As the trilogy has continued, it’s been fun to watch more members get swept into the action, as they band together to track an intelligent, organized and elusive – also illusive – killer.

The trilogy is riveting from its bloody beginning to its killer’s crushing end. Justice has been served after a harrowing investigation, and it’s righteous. I wouldn’t mind seeing more of Blackbird, and I know I’ll pick up the Krewe of Hunters again whenever I’m looking for more deliciously chilling paranormal romantic suspense.

Review: The Man Who Died Twice by Richard Osman

Review: The Man Who Died Twice by Richard OsmanThe Man Who Died Twice (Thursday Murder Club, #2) by Richard Osman
Format: eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via Edelweiss
Formats available: hardcover, paperback, large print, ebook, audiobook
Genres: mystery, thriller
Series: Thursday Murder Club #2
Pages: 355
Published by Pamela Dorman Books on December 16, 2021
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It's the following Thursday.
Elizabeth has received a letter from an old colleague, a man with whom she has a long history. He's made a big mistake, and he needs her help. His story involves stolen diamonds, a violent mobster, and a very real threat to his life.
As bodies start piling up, Elizabeth enlists Joyce, Ibrahim and Ron in the hunt for a ruthless murderer. And if they find the diamonds too? Well, wouldn't that be a bonus?
But this time they are up against an enemy who wouldn't bat an eyelid at knocking off four septuagenarians. Can The Thursday Murder Club find the killer (and the diamonds) before the killer finds them?

My Review:

The Thursday Murder Club series is not merely a guilty pleasure of a read, it’s just the kind of guilty pleasure you feel when you filch some of the semi-sweet chips straight out of the bag while baking chocolate chip cookies. You know you’re not really supposed to, but they taste so good, sweet with just the right amount of bitter in the aftertaste that you can’t resist – and you can’t eat (or read) just one.

This series is the same, with its story of murders in a retirement community solved by the skills, the talent and especially the combined experience of the 70something residents, who live in a place where the appearance of an ambulance screaming through the streets is an everyday occurrence – and that the next time it might be for one of them.

We first met the members of the Thursday Murder Club in the book of the same title, as the four septuagenarians who solved Cold Cases as a hobby found themselves in the middle of a fresh case right on their doorstep.

At the end of which, their ‘leader’ Elizabeth Best received a letter informing her that a man she thought was very, very dead was not only alive but back in her life, followed by the virtual ‘mic drop’ of the book’s end.

In The Man Who Died Twice we get the full story behind that mysterious missive, a story that wends its way back to Elizabeth’s days in the spy game, combined with her personal past in the form – and eventually the body – of her ex-husband and fellow retired spy Douglas Middlemiss. (I’m sure there’s a pun in his name, but I’m not quite getting there. Or it could be one of the many, many tasty red herrings that abound throughout this story.)

Dear Old Doug needs a safe house and protection from the mob. And he wants one more chance with Elizabeth, who was most likely the love of his life even though the reverse was absolutely not true. But then, Doug always believed he was a bigger hit with the ladies than he actually was then – let alone now.

He may not have a chance with Elizabeth, but he really does need that safe house and he knows she’s still damn good at the game even if she acts like she’s no longer playing it. Although the number of favors she called in during the first book call that into question – and so does the agency she used to work for.

The thing is that Doug really did steal £20,000 in diamonds from the New York mafia by way of their, let’s call him their escrow agent and insurance broker, in Britain. There really are assassins, and that’s definitely plural, out to get both him and the diamonds. It’s not personal, it’s just business.

Whether it was a successful business or not is an entirely different question. At first it looks like at least one set of assassins succeeded, but the clues that Doug left his ex-wife about where he stashed the diamonds make it seem like maybe they didn’t.

And Doug has form for that, leading the Thursday Murder Club on a merry chase to figure out who done what to whom. Just in case that the old spy had one last game in him after all.

Escape Rating A-: I started this book back when it came out in 2021, but bounced off it for some reason that I absolutely cannot remember nearly two years later. The reason I can’t remember is that when I picked it up this weekend, I absolutely could not put it down. So whatever it was, it must have been both a ‘me’ thing and a ‘then’ thing, because this cozy-ish, thriller-ish mystery was a whole lot of fun.

What makes the Thursday Murder Club so much fun is the way that the members of this little gang both are and are very much not exactly what they appear to be. They are all in their 70s, they have all lost a step or two physically, but often fewer steps than people assume from their age. And they all have hidden depths AND hidden assets that they are able to bring to bear to protect their friends and each other – and to help Elizabeth take care of the secret business she was never supposed to tell anyone about – but did anyway.

Part of the fun of this particular entry in the series is the way that Elizabeth’s adversary is also her mirror, a woman very much like herself who has also made her way into the upper echelons of the spy agencies, who came up through the ranks hearing about the ‘great Liz Best’ and wanted to best her at her own game. The way they work both in concert and in opposition, as each tries to ‘win’ a game that was never a contest, is fascinating to watch even as it throws so very many red herrings out of the basket and into the plot.

The ‘B’ plot of this book (and these do have an ‘A’ and a ‘B’ plot like a TV series that I wouldn’t be surprised to see come out of the BBC one of these days) is even closer to home as one of the Club members is attacked, and the Club pulls out all the stops to make it as right as they can – all the while acknowledging that at their age not everything can be put right, that they can only do the best they can.

But there is a touch of bitter mixed into the sweet of a good caper well solved and justice being righteously served, and that’s in the real identity of ‘the man who lived twice’. A revelation that has nothing to do with the spy game and everything to do with being all too human.

The Thursday Murder Club series continued with last year’s The Bullet that Missed, and I’ll be reading that sometime in the next few weeks so that I can catch up with the series in time for The Last Devil to Die, arriving – and apparently dying, late next month.

The Sunday Post AKA What’s on my (Mostly Virtual) Nightstand 8-20-23

I almost wrapped up this post for the “Coming This Week” bit with “two players to be named later” or just TBD (to be determined) because this has just been one of those months where things fall apart at the end of the week. C’est la vie.

This week specifically went to bits because one of the ‘mystery’ Kindle Achievements was revealed to be ‘Series Summer’ that required reading a book in a popular series. Clearly Amazon’s definition of ‘popular series’ was different from mine, because I hoped that the Sebastian St. Cyr book would cover it – but it didn’t. This week’s Thursday Murder Club book, on the other hand, absolutely did! But the next Wrexford & Sloane book in my catching up read has been calling my name, so I’m just admitting up front that I’ll be reading it this week.

Current Giveaways:

$10 Gift Card or $10 Book in the Back to School Giveaway Hop
$10 Gift Card or $10 Book in the Old School Giveaway Hop
$10 Gift Card or $10 Book in the Summer 2023 Seasons of Books Giveaway Hop

Winner Announcements:

The winner of the Apple A Day Giveaway Hop is Daniel M.

Blog Recap:

A Review: Thornhedge by T. Kingfisher
B Review: Wild Spaces by S.L. Coney
Old School Giveaway Hop
C Review: Kinauvit?: What’s Your Name? by Norma Dunning
A- Review: Where the Dead Lie by C.S. Harris
Stacking the Shelves (562)

Coming This Week:

The Man Who Died Twice by Richard Osman (review)
Cursed at Dawn by Heather Graham (blog tour review)
Sir Hereward and Mister Fitz by Garth Nix (review)
Murder at Kensington Palace by Andrea Penrose (review)
Wolfsong by TJ Klune (review)

Stacking the Shelves (562)

I am head over heels in love with both the cover of The Kamogawa Food Detectives as well as the premise of the story. I don’t know about you, but there are certainly meals from my childhood that I would love to recreate, meals that my grandma cooked and of course never wrote down any of the recipes. She also made the BEST chocolate chip cookies in the universe. She swore she got the recipe off the back of the Nestle’s semi-sweet chips bag just like everyone else, but I’ve never been able to recreate it and I’ve tried and Tried and TRIED! If I think back I can STILL see the cookie jar she kept them in and taste them and it’s been 50 years. Don’t think my mom wasn’t a good cook, because she was, but she just wasn’t quite as good as my grandma, something that my dad could not resist reminding her of just a bit too often.

For Review:
The 272 by Rachel L. Swarns
American Vikings by Martyn Whittock
The Good, the Bad, & the Uncanny edited by Jonathan Maberry
Hidden in Plain Sight by Rachel Stephens
The Kamogawa Food Detectives by Hisashi Kashiwai,translated by Jesse Kirkwood
The Life and Lies of Charles Dickens by Helena Kelly
The Memory of Animals by Claire Fuller
A Quantum Love Story by Mike Chen
Tali Girls by Siamak Herawi, translated by Sara Khalili
The Times That Try Men’s Souls by Joyce Lee Malcolm
The Tory’s Wife by Cynthia A. Kierner
The Truth of the Aleke (Forever Desert #2) by Moses Ose Utomi
Untold Power by Rebecca Boggs Roberts

Purchased from Amazon/Audible/Etc.:
Magical Midlife Madness (Leveling Up #1) by K.F. Breene


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Review: Where the Dead Lie by C.S. Harris

Review: Where the Dead Lie by C.S. HarrisWhere the Dead Lie (Sebastian St. Cyr, #12) by C.S. Harris
Format: ebook
Source: purchased from Amazon
Formats available: hardcover, paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: historical fiction, historical mystery, mystery
Series: Sebastian St. Cyr #12
Pages: 334
Published by Berkley on April 4, 2017
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The gruesome murder of a young boy takes Sebastian St. Cyr from the gritty streets of London to the glittering pleasure haunts of the aristocracy . . .
London, 1813.Sebastian St. Cyr, Viscount Devlin, is no stranger to the dark side of the city, but he's never seen anything like this: the brutalized body of a fifteen-year-old boy dumped into a makeshift grave on the grounds of an abandoned factory.
One of London's many homeless children, Benji Thatcher was abducted and tortured before his murder—and his younger sister is still missing. Few in authority care about a street urchin's fate, but Sebastian refuses to let this killer go unpunished.
Uncovering a disturbing pattern of missing children, Sebastian is drawn into a shadowy, sadistic world. As he follows a grim trail that leads from the writings of the debauched Marquis de Sade to the city's most notorious brothels, he comes to a horrifying realization: someone from society's upper echelon is preying upon the city's most vulnerable. And though dark, powerful forces are moving against him, Sebastian will risk his reputation and his life to keep more innocents from harm . .

My Review:

The dead lie in multiple meanings of the word AND in multiple places in this twelfth entry in the long-running, utterly marvelous Sebastian St. Cyr series.

The dead, and their deaths, circle around three points: a serial killer, a supposedly lost work from the pen of the late Marquis de Sade, and lost, missing or abandoned children. Those are three topics that sit uneasily in the mind separately, together they are a nightmare.

Or rather, Sebastian St. Cyr, Viscount Devlin’s nightmares – and he already has PLENTY of those to keep him awake on entirely too many nights.

It begins with a child’s dead body, as a midnight burial is interrupted by an old soldier with a long-standing grudge. But it’s only the first body that’s found in this frequently macabre tale of murder and privilege. Benji Thatcher, abandoned, abused, stabbed, raped and killed, was not the first body to be murdered in such a heinous manner – only the one whose accidental discovery leads to more.

Too many more as Devlin discovers. Even more horrific, there are also too many people in the circle he is supposed to be a part of who don’t give a damn. Along with at least one who is adding to the body count even as Devlin does his damndest to see him hanged.

That he fails isn’t on Devlin, but rather, on the privileges of a society that protects both him and the killer – even as it fails to protect those without that privilege. Those like the children abandoned on London’s streets because their parents have been transported to remote penal colonies such as Georgia, or Botany Bay.

As well as those who have the misfortune to have been born female – no matter their class – not even the most privileged. Not even Devlin’s own niece who could still be saved – but refuses to let herself be.

Escape Rating A-: This one is a really hard read. It’s excellent, just as the entire St. Cyr series is, but this one is difficult because there’s just so much tragedy and horror uncovered within its pages.

At its heart, this is a story about lost children, and all the ways that society (not just his but also, frankly, ours) allows children to be lost, abandoned and abused. These children are being preyed upon because no one will miss them and the killer knows it.

And has exploited their position, over and over again, because they know they are so privileged and so protected that even if they are suspected, which they are and have been long before St. Cyr becomes involved, few will believe they could possibly be guilty of such heinous crimes and even then there are people in very high places who will guarantee they never pay.

Wrapped around the ongoing horror of finding not one but three mass burial sites, there’s a story about a lost child who is found, an adult child who loses a parent to an untimely death, a formerly lost child who recognizes that he has found a home, and a lost child who finds his way back to a home he once rejected.

With one child’s, as well as their mother’s, tragedy yet to come in the later books in the series.

This entry in the series is of the ‘read ‘em and weep’ variety, as everyone in Devlin’s true circle is as harrowed and horrified as the reader – which is made infinitely worse by the people who are informed but simply refuse to care. If “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing” then there is more evil in the world than even Devlin can fix – and he is made all too aware of that in this entry in the series.

My reading of Where the Dead Lie completes my ‘catch-up’ read of this series, so I’ll be waiting with the proverbial ‘bated breath’ for the forthcoming new entry, What Cannot Be Said, currently scheduled for publication in April of 2024. And in the meantime, I have the readalike Wrexford & Sloane series to catch up with, as it reads quite a bit like the St. Cyr, series would read if we were viewing the Regency from Hero Devlin’s perspective rather than Sebastian’s.