Happy New Year’s Eve!
And to finish the year out, here’s one book, one film and one TV show I didn’t review earlier in the year. Read the rest of this entry
Two for the price of one! Riding Fourth is actually the (very) short prequel to Taking the Highway, so it made sense to do them together.
Two disclaimers: I don’t read short stories often, so apologies if anything I don’t like shows my ignorance. I also don’t read much sci-fi, so ditto. Read the rest of this entry
As you may have heard, 2013 is the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who.
As part of the celebrations, a series of ebooks is being published: “11 Doctors, 11 Months, 11 Stories.” Which means October was 10th Doctor (David Tennant) Month! I’ve never been entirely sure if 10 or 11 (Matt Smith) is my favourite, but 10 is the one that drew my attention to these books, and is the one I bought, so… Read the rest of this entry
I hope the nice people at How It Should Have Ended don’t mind my borrowing their title format for a second. That site, for those who don’t know, is exactly what it sounds like: videos of their take on how various films should have ended. (Yes, they’re videos and films and this is a blog and books, but shush.)
For this post, rather than a review of #18 that would only deteriorate into the same things I’ve said in other recent reviews, I thought I’d do something different; go back to #15 and offer an alternate ending that also serves a series ending for those fellow sufferers who can’t quit. I’m even offering a Morelli ending or a Ranger ending! Read the rest of this entry
I’ll be honest. I went into it expecting it to be one of those books that everyone makes a huge fuss out of and then I don’t get – or at least don’t enjoy as much.
It wasn’t. And I’m not just saying that.
“Perfect” refers to a decision to change time. “Perfect” refers to Byron’s life before his friend saw fit to casually tell him about said decision. “Perfect” refers to how even perfect things are fragile and rarely as good as they seem. There are certain things you shouldn’t mess around with; time apparently is one of them. Read the rest of this entry
I finally got around to reading it! And it didn’t disappoint!
If you read 600 Hours of Edward and perhaps didn’t love it, were wary of this being more of the same, stop now. It’s the same enough to be recognizable as the next chapter in Edward’s story, but different enough to stay interesting.
And Edward himself has changed since we last saw him: not quite so rigid in his routine, and a lot of things have changed for him in the past year, none of them particularly good. By anyone’s standards, not just his.
Needless to say, he doesn’t start out in a very good place. Read the rest of this entry
Stacy has a problem. She fell asleep on a plane in 2013 and woke up in 1963.
So naturally, her first priority is to figure out how to get home, right?
Well… it was. Then she met Sergeant Brad.
Now she has a new problem. Does she love him more than she hates 1963?
A departure from my usual fare of romance and YA, I decided to take a gamble on something a little different, and it paid off. I thought this was a great book – perhaps not enough action for those who like action-packed books, perhaps a little repetitive if you hate repetition, but it works.
Meet Edward. In his own words, “age 39″ and “I keep track of the weather and I like to watch Dragnet.” He suffers from Asperger’s and OCD, which manages to be a focal point without being scientific, pathetic or ‘come on, feel sorry for him, don’t you feel sorry for him?’ Read the rest of this entry
A sitcom which lasted for just 4 seasons – or, more precisely, 3 and a few extra episodes – with all the usual suspects; not too much character development, someone to root for, people to love to hate, a comic relief and those extra side characters you either love or hate.
The show is set in the offices of a television news network, with a focus on Claude Casey, a corporate floater who gets ‘promoted’ from 4th floor supplies up to the magical 22nd floor to be the assistant to the anchor himself. Needless to say, the people who thought they were getting that job aren’t too impressed… Read the rest of this entry
The year is 1868, and Sherlock Holmes is fourteen. His life is that of a perfectly ordinary army officer’s son: boarding school, good manners, a classical education – the backbone of the British Empire. But all that is about to change. With his father suddenly posted to India, and his mother mysteriously ‘unwell’, Sherlock is sent to stay with his eccentric uncle and aunt in their vast house in Hampshire. So begins a summer that leads Sherlock to uncover his first murder, a kidnap, corruption and a brilliantly sinister villain of exquisitely malign intent.