One of the joys of being a book blogger is being welcomed into the world of “reviews”. I rarely accept invitations to review books for a couple of reasons. Firstly, many books don’t interest me and secondly I’m very busy with multiple projects. I only blog when something grabs me, so when an email arrived in my in-box offering me a preview copy of Sausage Hall by Christina James I immediately wrote back to say, “the book’s blurb gives me the impression that it would be a book I would enjoy” and enjoy it I did. This is the third book of the Detective Inspector Yates series. Sausage Hall was the first book I’ve read, written by Christina James. I’ll be seeking out her other two soon,
A bookish observation: I’ve been following along with Derek Murphy’s blog from his website CreativeIndie for a few months. It’s full of interesting insights about eBook publishing and cover design. His conversational writing style is clear and easily accessible, so when I realised he had published several books covering self-publishing topics, I loaded down four of them:
A Bookish Observation: The words that came to mind while listening to this audiobook were: wonderful and beautiful. Why wonderful? Why beautiful?
This is a wonderful story. Very short, completely satisfying. It’s the first writing from John Connolly I’ve read. I was lucky enough to be present for a talk he gave about Crime Writing at the Sydney Writers’ Festival 2014. I was so impressed by his wide ranging comprehensive knowledge that I wanted to read his work. I’ve put a couple of his books on my To Be Read List, I think I’m in for a treat.
I read this story straight through over a couple of days. Good writing. I’d say possibly as good as Agatha Christie but different. The difference being the type of characters in Josephine Tey’s book, her characters were from everyday life more so than Agatha’s who seem to often be from the privledged upper classes. I probably won’t read any more from the series unless I feel the need for a very cozy mystery, which it is. I enjoyed it.
A bookish observation: Hearing a voice from the Jazz Age for the first time. For me, the world of classic literature is like an old locked cupboard in the attic, I’m keen to break it open to see what’s inside. I’ve heard there’s some wonderful experiences waiting for me if I could just find the key. Recently I did just that, I found a key, well five actually and accessed a classic written by Ernest Hemingway, a voice from The Jazz Age.
A Bookish Observation: Keen to find out whether or not the book would be a “good-read”, I found myself a nice comfortable spot to skim through the first few pages, after a few minutes it was clear, I could tell immediately, I was going to enjoy the story.
A bookish observation: I nearly gave up believing that I’d find a book as enjoyable as a cozy mystery. And then I started reading “The Greenhouse”. My reading of this book began badly because I listened to the first chapter via an audiobook at a time when I was constantly distracting myself with trawling LitBogger RSS Feeds for new titles. You know how it is, the grass is always greener … My focus was fractured.
This book just arrived in the post today. I’ve browsed through the contents of this anthology and it is full of treasures. The blurb invites me to: “Follow the interwoven threads through this remarkable and revealing journey of Australian storytelling. With its mix of fiction, nonfiction and poetry, The Invisible Thread promises to captivate and enthral all lovers of literature.” Can’t wait to read it.
While reading Peter Boxall’s 1001 Books You Must Read Before You Die, I’ve discovered it’s not just a list of books. It is also the source of some self discovery helping me understand what I don’t want to know about and what I do, a very enlightening realisation. I’m realising how narrow the boundaries of my reading taste are. My strategy for the book is to slowly read through all the previews. When I find a potential book to read, I add the book to my Amazon wish list . I’m only one third of the way through the book at the time of writing this blog post.