What I’ve Been Reading – January 2015

FRIDAY 30th JANUARY 2015

Happy Friday folks!

I’ve managed to take a break from the day job today (I’ve had to wait in for someone from Sky) so it’s meant that I’ve spent all day reading and writing – yey!

This month, I’ve tried to read a bit more than just a couple of chapter’s a night. So instead of watching the TV, I’ve had my head in a book.

January’s reading list has consisted of the following books:

Stephen Booth – Dying To Sin

Paula Daly – Just What Kind Of Mother Are You?

Lee Child – One Shot

Stephen Booth – Dying to SinDying to Sin

Synopsis

For decades, Pity Wood Farm has been a source of employment for poor workers passing through Rakedale, migrants with lives as abject as the labour they sought. But now it seems a worse fate may have befallen some of those who came upon this isolated community.

Routine building work at the farm has unearthed a grisly discovery: a human hand preserved in clay. When police dig up the farmyard, they find not one, but two bodies – and several years between their burials.

With pressure from a new superintendent and scant forensic evidence to aid them, DS Fry and DC Cooper have only the memories of local people to piece together the tragic history of the farm. 

In a case as cold as the ground, Cooper finds himself drawn to a desperate theory: that somewhere, there lies a third body which holds the key to these dreadful crimes.

Thoughts:

I’ve read a Stephen Booth book before – back in October 2011 –  Scared To Live (read blog post here). I’m a scatty reader when it comes to his and James Patterson books. I never seem to read them in the right order in the series. But that’s the beauty of writers like these – they write in such a way that you can just pick up – say book eight – and off you go. No real need to have read the previous book in the series. You get the gist.

For me, Dying To Sin is not one of the fastest paced novels I’ve read – but it’s not the slowest. I know that’s a vague description but that’s how I felt about it – vague. I like Stephen Booth’s style of writing – I really did feel like I was out in the Peak District, shivering with Fry and Cooper as they try to piece together what’s happened. I was a bit slower reading this – I spent most of January with Dying To Sin. It had a slow start and I felt the story went on quite a bit, as if I was waiting for something to happen. But I persevered as I’ve experienced this before with James Patterson’s Beach Road. I didn’t connect with that book to start with and I had similar feelings with Dying To Sin. However, I learnt to always give books the benefit of the doubt – and the last 100 pages of Dying To Sin did pick up pace and did leave me satisfied. But it’s not one of my favourites.

Paula Daly – Just What Kind Of A Mother Are YouPaula Daly Just What

Synopsis

Your friend’s child is missing. It’s your fault.

No family is perfect.

A husband, three children and a full-time job, so many plates to keep spinning.

No wonder you forgot you were supposed to be looking after your friend’s daughter.

But no one has seen her since yesterday.

And she’s not the first to go missing from your small town.

So who’s hiding something?

Thoughts:

I LOVED this book! Unfortunately you will have to wait until next month to hear more about it as Paula Daly has kindly agreed to take part in ‘Cuppa and a Catch-Up’ (thanks Paula!) But all I can say is that this book is on par with when I read The Hunger Games. A real page-turner – I didn’t want to put this one down and it really was a case of ‘just one more chapter’. I started it Saturday and finished it Monday. It’s gripping and it gets inside your head as you think ‘oh god, it could potentially happen.’ I’m not a mother so I can only begin to imagine what it would feel like. But the author brought that all to life for me. I laughed and I cried at this book. I’ve got her next one lined up Keep Your Friends Close (thanks Tammy Exton – check out her blog here).

Lee Child One ShotLee Child – One Shot

Synopsis

Six shots. Five dead.

A heartland city thrown into terror. But within hours the cops have it solved. A slam-dunk case. Apart from one thing. The accused gunman refuses to talk except for a single phrase:

Get Jack Reacher for me.

Reacher lives off the grid. He’s not looking for trouble. But sometimes trouble looks for him. What could connect the ex-military cop to this psychopathic killer?

 

Thoughts:

I’m 198 pages into this book at the moment. I loved the last Lee Child book that I read (Worth Dying For) so when I inherited this book from the Harvey’s, it was a must. Although it’s not as good as Worth Dying For which I couldn’t put down. One Shot I’m not so fussed about. It does have me hooked as to how the story is going to pan out. Lee Child’s style of writing is fast-paced and very visual. A lot happens at the start of the book and he brings this to life very well. Of course, all is not as it seems and Jack Reacher gets called in. That’s when the real mystery starts to unravel. Again I’ll persevere with this one as I may be pleasantly surprised. I think it’s had a hard act to follow when I’ve fallen so deeply in love with Paula Daly’s novel.

On that note, I’ll go and read a couple more pages …

Love Missuswolf xxx

 

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Reading and Writing: Back To The Study

 THURSDAY 22nd JANUARY 2015

Well, there you have it.

New Year's Eve 2015 - a cosy night in with the hubby, Queen and a glass of fizz. The quietest New Year in over a decade!

New Year’s Eve 2015 – a cosy night in with the hubby, Queen and a glass of fizz. The quietest New Year in over a decade!

Another year over, another year older (I reached the anti-climax age of thirty one on the eighteenth of this month. Turning thirty is fab, but thirty one’s rather drab).

Am I wiser?? That’s always one to debate.

I suppose what I’m saying is a belated Happy New Year to you all. I hope you all enjoyed the festive season – I know we did. A chaotic Christmas day hosted at our house (nine adults, four dogs, two children and a partridge in a pear tree) followed by a nonchalant New Year. It certainly was a quiet affair for us Wilford’s; after years of hard-core partying (then last year we were both hard-core working) this year saw a rare night in – eating Chinese while watching Die Hard 2 and Queen.

With New Year come’s resolutions. The usual ‘eat more salad’ ‘hit the gym’ and ‘drink less alcohol’ (guilty of making and breaking all three just twenty two days in).

Seriously though, one resolution I always stay true to is to make sure that I never lose sight of what I love; reading and writing.

Over the past couple of years, I suppose I’ve struggled to be as regimented as I first was when I started this blog. Everyday life got in the way – we moved house, said house needed to be furnished and decorated and by the time we finished (well, got two-thirds of the way through) I got a new job and then my dad moved in for four months.

Why am I using these as excuses?

Moving house is an obvious time-thief so no explanation required.

The new job catapulted me from the lonely world of shift work to the chaotic Mon-Fri regime. Suddenly days off were no longer quiet weekdays tucked away with my laptop and books; they became noisy, chaotic weekends. The two fastest days in the week where you catch up on sleep, cleaning, shopping and most importantly PEOPLE. You get invited out to the pub/cinema/bowling alley and you go – because you can and because you now have what is called a LIFE.

However, the lonely world of shift work’s advantage to a reader, writer and blogger meant that I could do just that – focus on what I loved. Don’t get me wrong – I’m not ungrateful for the job that I now have; it’s Project Managing and I’m finally doing something I love for a day job (spread sheet heaven!). I still get to read a couple of chapters before bed – I just struggle to create precious time to write.

Why is my dad moving in an excuse? Well, the room I use for my study became his store-room. And yes, I know I could snuggle on the settee with my laptop like the good old days in the flat, but there was too much going in the house to distract me. Then Christmas came and we hosted. ’nuff said.study2

The point I’m getting at is that as I type this, I’m wistfully sat back at my desk, in my study, tucked away from the world listening to my ‘writing’ playlist all chilled out. Sure there’s piles of books surrounding me (thanks Mr & Mrs Harvey for some of those) waiting for a bookcase to love them. Oh and have you checked out Mrs Harvey’s fab blog ‘Marrvellous Things’? It’s an insightful look into a mommy’s world. Check her out here –

So what do I have planned for this year? Well, I would like to finish the historic novel that I’m ghost-writing and I think I’m going to revampDying to Sin Ruby (again!)

But for now, as ‘Once Upon a Time In The West’ glides out of my speakers, I’m going to sit back in my writing sanctuary and read a few more chapter’s of Stephen Booth’s ‘Dying to Sin’ .

Love Missuswolf xxx

 

 

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