Well, I may have had a slow May, but I read a lot during June. An interesting mix of mystery, non-fiction, and craft books.
Scones and Bones by Laura Childs I'd fallen way behind in this series, and decided to celebrate early June, the best time of year to sit on the patio in early mornings and drink tea, by catching up (which I did, although I still have the current hardcover to read). I used to enjoy the series, and this, and the subsequent titles, seemed completely wrong to me. Theodosia, who was always a little bit old-fashioned with her etiquette and manner of speech, is now all about exclamation points! And phrases, not complete sentences! Very informal! I am quite able to suspend belief to enjoy a good cosy murder mystery, but Theodosia had just bought herself a new little house at the end of the previous book, and here, she goes to her new neighbor's house, knocks, and when no one answers, just goes in. Who does that?There were also some incidents that really stretched my willingness to believe (e.g., how do we know that the murderer dropped the orange members pass and not just one of the hundreds of other guests at the event?). The character Drayton, who was most definitely an old-fashioned, somewhat fussy man (I always picture the actor Clifton Webb in my head when I read a passage with him) has also mutated into a completely different person. Here, he's obsessed with Hayley's romantic life, when previously I cannot even remember them discussing anything personal with each other. I kept a lot of other notes, but I think I'll end here, and resume reviewing the series with...
Agony of the Leaves by Laura Childs I give Ms. Childs props for starting off the book with a murder most authors would be afraid to have happen--she killed off the nice ex-boyfriend. Gutsy move. And she made Theodosia feel guilty about having dumped Parker at the end of the previous book to go out with Max, her new love interest. Again, I'm finding inconsistencies and bad editing. For example, on page 200, well after the bee incident which Theo immediately recognized as deliberate, she starts wondering again why the bees attacked Aunt Libby. She knows why, she just realized that a few pages ago. This whole passage makes Theo look very stupid rather than building suspense, and makes me realize the series needs a new or better editor. Which cemented in my mind my conclusion...
Sweet Tea Revenge by Laura Childs ... that Laura Childs is having difficulty keeping her characters straight between her three active series. I found this one quite amusing because everyone, except Max, just accepts the reality show television producers' assertions that ghosts are real, that ghost hunting is real science, and even calls their investigation of paranormal activity "legitimate." I may like Max after all. But I have to let Miss Childs know that the Theodosia of the first half of the series did not "skip into the kitchen" or anywhere else (p. 79). She's a Southern lady; she doesn't skip like a schoolgirl. We've gone from no man flirting with Theo to every man instantly falling for her. I can assure Ms. Childs that any ATF agent who told a person of interest he was interrogating that she is "an attractive woman" would face disciplinary measures for unprofessional behavior. And how can Burt Tidwell be wearing an "oversized too tight suit" (p. 119). It's either too big or too small, it can't be both. Editor, please! The Clue of the Thread (see me channel Nancy Drew) has to be one of the lamest clues I've ever read. We are repeatedly hit over the head with how shabby the inn is, how poorly it was maintained, and a thread found in an out-of-the-way window, which could have been there for years, must, of course, have come from the suit of the murderer? Miss Childs, slow down; you're trying to pump out too many books, and you're getting characters confused, and sacrificing a well-crafted story to just get a book on the shelves. I was discussing this series with another reader who also mentioned her book group used to read these, but got so disgusted, they've stopped, so the dedicated fans who will read every entry in the series are being lost by the slipshod nature of the writing and the editing.
Death Comes Silently by Carolyn Hart Recent entry in the Death on Demand series. I'm getting a little tired of the Frank Hardy-esque Max, his life of leisure, and that stupid Maserati. Everyone else in the series has developed a little over the years, but even after his close call of a few books ago, he remains the same. And Laurel, who usually doesn't irritate me, did so very much despite not ever appearing in it, just leaving her sun flowers and their little sayings everywhere. Thank goodness for Henny, who has character, a backbone, and isn't afraid of life. I hope to age a lot like Henny. Annie has become a little stale and goody-goody, but since I love the references to the different mystery books that pepper the books and turn me on to new authors, I'll keep plodding through even the less-than-stellar entries, like this one.
Otherhood by Melanie Notkin Being a single, childless woman of a certain age, I was interested to read a book that said it would help re-define the place of this population in today's world. The author spent over 200 pages complaining, almost non-stop, that she never got married, never had a baby, where is her soul mate, how can she live with unfulfilled expectations, people have no idea of the pain of 'circumstantially infertile," and such unrelenting self pity that I would have thrown the book away (luckily, it was a library book, so I didn't waste good money on this). Yup, I expected to get married and have kids, and nope, it didn't happen, so I've made my own life. Regrets can take over your life and make you very miserable, and Ms. Notkin still seems to wallow in misery despite a successful career and glamorous NYC life. It was only on p. 228 that finally, finally, one of her friends points out that having a wonderful life is possible no matter what has or hasn't happened to you. Although I guess I'm one of the ones she'd accuse of having given up, but cynical me says if she can't find a nice guy in NYC, with her constant dating and going out to chic bars and restaurants, what chance have I got in a small city in the middle of nowhere? The name-dropping (of reality tv people and others I've never heard of; how culturally backward am I?) became really annoying after a while, but then I thought, well, if these are the people you're hanging out with, no wonder you're not finding your Mr. Right. Instead of buying this book, single women, buy yourself a new outfit, a massage, or a really good meal, and toast your own happiness that you have made for yourself. Relying on happiness to come from someone else, as Ms. Notkin has spent her life waiting for, hoping for, and expecting, never works. The cautionary tale Ms. Notkin thinks she wrote about is not the message this reader got.
Vintage Designs by Kim Hargreaves Cute vintage knit sweater patterns, but some are better suited to wispy, skinny models than curvy women. But Ms. hargreaves makes anyone think they can knit a fabulous sweater, never fear, and the the sweaters are gorgeous to look at.
Literary Knits by Nikol Lohr Range of patterns named after literary characters that inspired the designs. Even when Ms. Lohr admits she recollected the book or the character wrong, it's a delightful collection for the knitter who loves old and modern classics. And it inspired me to start a Meme stole, inspired by the Gabriel Garcia Marquez character in One Hundred Years of Solitude.