Blogmas 2016 – Day 2 – any book

Hey, look i’m still here and its Day 2 already, go me!

Day 2 can be about ‘any book’ so what shall i choose?

Well, i’m bending the rules ever so slightly, more of a tweak really and including 2 books! I know, i’m such a rebel!

I bought the twelve days of Dash & Lily without realising that there was a book about them that came before, once I did i had to buy it and read them in the right order which i did last week and boy, did I love them both.

Sometimes joint authoring of a book can be difficult and will often water down the writing skills of each author but in this case i believe they wrote a chapter each, David with Dash’s part and Rachel with Lily’s and it worked out beautifully. I just adore David’s writing, his dialogue is full of feeling and meaning without being too cheesy or cliched. Rachels writing is more humorous but with a good amount of feels too.

I loved being in the company of Dash & Lily and was so distraught when i finished the last page of The Twelve Days. I miss those guys. So David & Rachel if you ever read this post (about as likely as me piloting a flying pig to the moon) then you must write a new one each Christmas to keep me going please.

Have you read this?

Let me know what you thought?

Merry Blogmas!

Blogmas 2016 – Day 1 – My December TBR

Hey, i’m taking part in Blogmas 2016 which is a fab daily blogging challenge created and run by The Book Moo

What do i have to do?

Well, basically you have to blog every day in December using a list of prompts


I really love these kinds of challenges and i really, really want to complete it but we’ll see. Only time will tell.

So Day 1 is a post about my December TBR is it?  Now I have so much trouble with TBR being a mood reader but here are 4 books I really hope to get read this month


The Dark is Rising by Susan Cooper – This would be a re-read and probably only the Christmas Eve and Christmas Day Chapters which are so amazingly written! God, this book gives me the warm and fuzzies for sure!
Our Chemical Hearts by Krystal Sutherland – I’ve already started this and its really well written so I’m hoping to finish it soon.
What Light by Jay Asher – Sounds a nice gentle Christmas read and one i’m really in the mood for right now.
Fantastic Beasts by J.K. Rowling – Wow! this is one I cant wait to read, but also can’t bear to read because a magical book by the queen of Magical books herself does not come along very often nowadays so i want to sip it slowly and make it last.

I’m currently reading this which I forgot to add to the photo (good work me!)


It’s just the perfect read right now and has recipes in for the season too, what more can you wish for?

I’m so looking forward to doing this each day, i wonder how long i will last?

Join in with me and encourage me to stick at it won’t ya?

Happy Blogmas folks!

reading for fun

I often hear people say how some books are ‘important’ and should be read even though they may be harrowing, miserable and depressingly long reads.


For me reading has always been my hobby for as long as i can remember. Its a ‘me’ moment when i can sit down, open a book and slide into another world, someone elses life full of humour, pathos, excitement etc.

Its about enjoyment for me and if the book i’m reading be it a proof copy or one i’ve purchased myself does not hit the spot and i find i’m not enjoying it then I stop reading and i’ll pass it on.  Why on earth would you put yourself through torture reading about things that bring you down, make you feel worse than before you sat down to read.

Think about it! If your hobby was knitting and a friend said, why dont you try crochet its a really good hobby and you gave it a go but couldnt get on with it, you’d say no its not for me i’ll stick to knitting, Ta. You wouldnt spend weeks, months or even years forcing yourself to crochet when it made you feel miserable because you’d not be enjoying that hobby anymore.

Thats how i feel about reading, if a book disappoints me or is too serious, miserable, graphic, cruel etc it has to go.  My books like my flims and TV series have to entertain me and make me feel uplifted afterwards or they havent done their job.

So i say this to anyone who suggests we should all read this or that author because their books are ‘important and should be read’  I will be the judge of whats important and i wont read what doesnt interest me.

There is enough terrible things going on in the world today for me to ruin my hobby by sitting and reading fictional accounts of more misery.

Joanne M Harris – Runemarks blog tour


Welcome to my stop on the Runemarks blog tour where I am more than happy to host another extract.

To make sure you read these in the right order you might want to visit to read Day 8.


If you want to read all the previous and future extracts then this will direct you where you need to go. Isn’t the artwork just gorjuss?

Right, down to business




It’s been five hundred years since the end of the world and society has rebuilt itself anew. The old Norse gods are no longer revered. Their tales have been banned. Magic is outlawed, and a new religion – the Order – has taken its place. In a remote valley in the north, fourteen-year-old Maddy Smith is shunned for the ruinmark on her hand – a sign associated with the Bad Old Days. But what the villagers don’t know is that Maddy has skills. According to One-Eye, the secretive Outlander who is Maddy’s only real friend, her ruinmark – or runemark, as he calls it – is a sign of Chaos blood, magical powers and gods know what else… Now, as the Order moves further north, threatening all the Worlds with conquest and Cleansing, Maddy must finally learn the truth to some unanswered questions about herself, her parentage, and her powers.

Day 9 – Extract

MALBRY WAS A VILLAGE OF some eight hundred souls. A quiet place, or so it seemed, set between mountain ridges in the valley of the river Strond, which divided the Uplands from the Wilderlands to the north before finally making its way south towards World’s End and into the One Sea.
The mountains – called the Seven Sleepers, though no one remembered exactly why – were bitter and snow-cloaked all year round, and there was only one pass, the Hindarfell, which was blocked by snow three months in the year. This remoteness affected the valley folk; they kept to themselves, were suspicious of strangers, and (but for Nat Parson, who had once made a pilgrimage as far as World’s End, and who considered himself quite the traveller) had little to do with the world outside.
There were a dozen little settlements in the valley, from Farnley Tyas at the foot of the mountains to Pease Green at the far side of Little Bear Wood. But Malbry was the biggest and the most important. It housed the valley’s only parson, the largest church, the best inns and the wealthiest farmers. Its houses were built of stone, not wood; there was a smithy, a glassworks, a covered market. Its inhabitants thought themselves better than most, and looked down on the folk of Pog Hill or Fettlefields and laughed in secret at their country ways. The only thorn in Malbry’s side stood roughly two miles from the village. The locals called it Red Horse Hill, and most folk avoided it because of the tales that collected there, and for the goblins that lived beneath its flanks.
Once, it was said, there had been a castle on the Hill. Malbry itself had been part of its fiefdom, growing crops for the lord of that land – but all that had been a long time ago, before Tribulation and the End of the World. Nowadays there was nothing to see: only a few standing stones, too large to have been looted from the ruins; and, of course, the Red Horse cut into the clay.
It had long been known as a goblin stronghold. Such places drew them, the villagers said, lured them with promises of treasure and tales of the Elder Age. But it was only in recent years that the Good Folk had ventured as far as the village.
Fourteen years, to be precise; which was exactly when Jed Smith’s pretty wife Julia had died giving birth to their second daughter. Few doubted that the two were linked; or that the rust-coloured mark on the palm of the child’s hand was the sign of some dreadful misfortune to come.
And so it was. From that day forth, that Harvestmonth, the goblins had been drawn to the blacksmith’s child. The midwife had seen them, so she said, perched on the baby’s pinewood crib, or grinning from inside the warming pan, or tumbling the blankets. At first the rumours were scarcely voiced. Nan Fey was mad, just like her old granddam, and it was best to take anything she said with a dose of salt. But as time passed, and goblin sightings were reported by such respectable sources as the parson, his wife Ethelberta and even Torval Bishop from over the pass, the rumours grew and soon everyone was wondering how the Smiths, of all people – the Smiths, who never dreamed, went to church every day and would no more have flung themselves into the river Strond than truckle with the Good Folk – could have given birth to two so very different daughters.
Mae Smith, with her cowslip curls, was widely held to be the prettiest and least imaginative girl in the valley. Jed Smith said she was the image of her poor mother, and it almost broke his heart to see her so, though he smiled when he said it, and his eyes were like stars.
But Maddy was dark, just like an Outlander, and there was no light in Jed’s eyes when he looked at her only an odd kind of measuring look, as if he were weighing Maddy against her dead mother, and finding that he had been sold short.
Jed Smith was not the only one to think so. As she grew older, Maddy discovered that she had disappointed almost everyone. An awkward girl with a sullen mouth, a curtain of hair and a tendency to slouch, she had neither Mae’s sweet nature nor her sweet face. Her eyes were rather beautiful, halfway between grey and gold, but few people ever noticed this, and it was widely believed that Maddy Smith was ugly; a troublemaker; too clever for her own good; too stubborn – or too slack – to change.
Of course folk agreed that it was not her fault she was so brown, or her sister so pretty; but a smile costs nothing, as the saying goes, and if only the girl had made an effort once in a while, or even showed a little gratitude for all the help and free advice she had been given, then maybe she would have settled down.
But she did not. From the beginning Maddy was wild: never laughed; never cried; never brushed her hair; fought with Adam Scattergood and broke his nose; and if that wasn’t already bad enough, showed signs of being clever – disastrous in a girl – with a tongue on her that could be downright rude.
No one mentioned the ruinmark, of course. In fact for the first seven years of her life no one had even explained to Maddy what it meant, though Mae pulled faces and called it your blemish and was surprised when Maddy refused to wear the mittens sent to her father by the village’s charitable – and ever-hopeful – widows.

Someone needed to put things straight with the girl, and at last Nat Parson accepted the unpleasant duty of telling her the facts. Maddy didn’t understand much of it, littered as it was with quotes from the Good Book, but she understood his contempt – and behind it, his fear. It was all there, in the chapter of the Good Book that they called the Book of Tribulation: how after the battle the old gods – the Seer-folk of that time – had been cast into Netherworld; but how in dreams they could still endure, like dandelion seeds on the wind, to enter the minds of the wicked and weak, forever hoping to be reborn . . .
‘And so their demon blood lives on,’ had said the parson, ‘passed from man to woman, beast to beast. And here you are, by no fault of your own, and as long as you say your prayers and remember your place, there’s no reason why you should not lead as worthwhile a life as any of the rest of us, and earn forgiveness at the hand of the Nameless One.’
Now Maddy had never liked Nat Parson. She watched him in silence as he spoke, occasionally lifting her left hand and peering at him insolently through the circle of her thumb and forefinger. Nat itched to slap her, but Laws knew what powers her demon blood had given her, and, he wanted as little to do with the girl as possible. The Order would have known what to do with the child. But this was Malbry, not World’s End, and even such a stickler as Nat knew better than to try to enforce World’s End law so far from the Universal City.
Do – you – understand?’ He spoke loudly and slowly.
Perhaps she was simple, like Crazy Nan Fey. In any case she did not reply, but watched him again through her crooked fingers until at last he sighed and went away.
After that, or so it seemed, Jed Smith’s youngest daughter had grown wilder than ever. She stopped going to church, lived out in Little Bear Wood for days on end, and spent hours at a time talking to herself (or, more likely, to the goblins). And when the other children played jump-stone around the pond, or went to Nat Parson’s Sunday school, Maddy ran off to Red Horse Hill, or pestered Crazy Nan for tales, or, worse still, made up tales about terrible, impossible things that she told the younger ones to give them nightmares.
She was an embarrassment to Mae, who was merry as a blue-jay (and as brainless), and who would have made a brilliant marriage but for her unruly sister. As compensation, Mae was spoiled and indulged far more than was good for her, while Maddy grew up sullen, unregarded and angry.
And sullen and angry she might have remained, but for what happened on Red Horse Hill in the summer of her seventh year.

RUNEMARKS by Joanne M Harris is out now in hardback from Gollancz


The blog tour continues tomorrow with another extract over at



Why I can’t read Fantastic Beasts

I bought myself a copy of Fantastic Beasts and Where to find them by the incomparable JK Rowling, I mean how could I not get a copy right? It arrived today after much stalking of Postie by me.

It’s a gorgeous, gorgeous book and it shows just how much I wanted it because it’s a hardback and you know i loathe hardback books!

So it’s here, I’ve photographed it, hugged it and then finally sit down to read the damn thing but oh oh!

I couldn’t do it!


Well it’s coz it’s such a special thing, a book about magic from JKR. It’s been way too long and will probably be way to long before the next one if at all?  So I don’t want it to be over too soon. I want to savour the pleasure I know it’s gonna give me for a while longer yet.

Anyone else feel this way or did you just dive in and gorge on it?

Am I being daft?

By The Book Tag

It’s been ages since i did a book tag and this one I found by Georgia over at The Bibliomaniac sounds top notch fun dont ya know! She tagged anyone who wants to do it, thanks Georgia. So lets get on with it shall we?

What book is on your nightstand now?

Well technically I dont have one right now as i’m waiting on my next read to arrive any minute (crosses fingers) but i’ve not long finished The Secret of Nightingale Wood by Lucy Strange, totally a classic in the making.

What was the last truly great book that you read?

Hmm… what a question! but despite all the wonderful books i’m lucky enough to be sent for review, my last truly great read was one i bought a good few years back now and that was this…


Oh, just thinking about the story makes me want to laugh and cry all at once. It is the most beautifully written book with the most moving of stories. I was reduced to a blubbering mess by the end but in a good way. Fab, fab, fab!

If you could meet any writer – dead or alive – who would it be? And what would you want to know?

Crumbs! another toughy! but I reckon it would have to be Virginia Woolf.


That would have been such a thrill. I would ask her why she wrote her books in that very confusing stream of consciousness way she had, why she became depressed and id probably want to send her for therapy so that she didnt end up taking her own life. That whole Bloomsbury, bohemian lifestyle fascinates me and is so far from my comfort zone that it would be one huge adventure.

What books might we be surprised to find on your shelves?

I dont know that any of my books would surprise anyone but i do have a 5 book set of Enid Blyton’s The Famous Five which i still think stand the test of time and i love books on things like Numerology, Astrology and Feng Shui. I’m not a huge non fiction reader but something I can learn from is always fun.

How do you organize your personal library?

Well I dont have much space for books so my current reads and TBR pile is in a lovely bookcase right next to where i’m typing. It cost us absolutely nothing from Freecycle website, which is a fab place to give away and get free items.

I have organised them by colour, by genre and by to read tbr before now but I really just like them as they come and where they fit. I especially love my top shelf reads right now which is 97% YA books which i adore.


What book have you always meant to read and haven’t gotten around to yet? Anything you feel embarrassed never to have read?

Ooh now its confession time eh? Well i bought all of Rainbow Rowell’s books ages back but have never read any apart from Attachments which i loved so much.  I’ve tried Fangirl so many times but not finished and same with Landline and Carry On and Eleanor & Park not at all really. So that pretty much covers both questions really. *hangs head in shame* I dont think Rainbow will ever read this though so i should be okay. Phew!

Disappointing, overrated, just not good: what book did you feel you were supposed to like but didn’t? Do you remember the last book you put down without finishing?

Ah, will the confessions never stop!

Where should i begin, there have been loads of books which i’ve heard people rave over that have left me cold. I loathe Thomas Hardy’s books, they are just so weird and dry for me. Illuminae and Gemina both failed to light my fire. I found them confusing and incredibly hard work to read. Books should be fun not an assault course for the brain.

As for not finishing books, I do this all the time! There i’ve said it! now i’m shamed for evermore.

I’m a mood reader and depending on my mood will depend on what book i read, how much of it i manage to get through before my mood changes and how gripping it is and therefore keeps me reading despite my mood change.

I really am attrocious!

What kinds of stories are you drawn to? Any you stay clear of?

As i mentioned above I have a passion for YA but not all types of it. I like a quirky YA, little bit diffeent and stand out from the rest. Sometime contemporary but I do get fed up with everything being set in high school with friends, bullying, first kiss, blah! blah! blah! Those authors that write fab books which transcend all that nonsense are my heroes. Ones like David Levithan, John Green and Sonya Sones.

I avoid fantasy, Sci Fi and horror whenever possible. (with the exception of Harry Potter of course! I mean who doesnt or hasnt read those wonderful books?)

I just find it such a struggle to learn about a whole new world before i can really get into the story and dont talk to me about Romance and chick lit or i’ll have a tantrum. I mean, how many ways can two characters meet, dislike each other, overcome some form of jeopardy, fall in love and live happily ever after blah! blah! yucky blah!

If you could require the president to read one book, what would it be?

I guess this Tag was started by someone in USA and im not a political person so i’ll sit this one out, sorry. But I will post this here instead


You can never have too many pics of a unicorn – Yay!

What do you plan to read next?

Funny you should ask that as I’m currently waiting for postie to bring me a copy of Fantastical beasts and where to find them by the always amazing Queen of fantasy, JK Rowling herself. When it arrives i shall be diving headfirst into it. Also I have a couple of spankingly good Christmas books i want to read in the next few weeks.

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Ah, i just love these and feel all Christmassy just thinking about them.

Hey, know what? I really enjoyed that tag so if you want to have a go I tag you all to do it.


Christmas reading TBR

So, once again Christmas is steaming its way towards us at 100 mph and on one hand I cant wait for it to arrive. All the fun, family, food and festivity, its my fav time of the year by far.



Here is my Christmas 2016 reading TBR! *all the cheers*

Now i never do TBR’s normally because i’m a mood reader and i’ll read whatever I fancy, when i fancy which makes having one pointless coz i’d just be fibbing (bad)

But, I have here smallish books, some fiction, some non fiction and all of them do able.

You’ll notice that there is one book thats not actually festive (as far as i’m aware anyway, not having read it yet) but its one i just can’t wait to get to so it had to go on the list.

Who knows if i’ll stick to it but i’ll be sure to do a Wrap Up at the end of December to let you know.

Anyway here are the books


aren’t they just gorjuss!

The Indisputable Existence of Santa Claus by Dr. Hannah Fry & Dr. Thomas Oleron Evans

2016-11-09-11-58-01  How do you apply game theory to select who should be on your Christmas shopping list ? Can you predict Her Majesty’s Christmas Message? Will calculations show Santa is getting steadily thinner – shimmying up and down chimneys for a whole night – or fatter – as he tucks into a mince pie and a glass of sherry in billions of houses across the world?

Carols from Kings by Alexandra Coghlan

2016-11-09-11-58-29  Take a journey through the fascinating history of carols, from the very first – sung by the angels to the shepherds at Bethlehem – to anecdotes from contemporary King’s choristers. Learn how carols have evolved from pagan songs to become one of our nation’s most sacred treasures. Accompanied by lyrics and music and compiled in conjunction with Radio 4 and King’s College Chapel, Carols From King’s is the official companion for fans of Christmas and carols alike.

The Twelve Days of Dash and Lily by David Levithan & Rachel Cohn

2016-11-09-11-58-40  Dash and Lily have been dating for nearly a year, but when Lily’s beloved grandfather falls ill, the repercussions take their toll on everyone. Even though they are still together, somehow the magic has gone out of their relationship and it’s clear that Lily has fallen out of love with life.

Action must be taken! Dash teams up with Lily’s brother and a host of their friends, who have just twelve days to get Lily’s groove back in time for Christmas.

What Light by Jay Asher

2016-11-09-11-58-51  Sierra’s family runs a Christmas tree farm in Oregon – it’s an idyllic place for a girl to grow up, except that every year they have to pack up and move to California to set up their Christmas tree lot for the season. So Sierra lives two lives: her life in Oregon and her life at Christmas. And leaving one always means missing the other. Until this particular Christmas, when Sierra meets Caleb, and one life begins to eclipse the other. . .

What My Girlfriend Doesn’t Know by Sonya Sones

2016-11-09-11-58-12  Picking up where “What My Mother Doesn t Know “leaves off, this is the story of what happens next told from the perspective of Murphy, Sophie s new boyfriend.” “And even though Murphy s thrilled to be with Sophie, the consequences of their relationship and the temptations outside of it force him to consider everything he knows about love. Told in free verse and brimming with authenticity, this novel provides unique insight into the mind of a young man.”

I’m so looking forward to reading all of them and feeling really festive.

What books are you reading this yuletide season?







Top Ten Tuesday – recently added to my TBR pile


It’s ages since I joined in with a Top Ten Tuesday and i have had a fair old few books this month so why not eh?

Top Ten Tuesday is a feature created over at The Broke and the Bookish blog. They have a different theme each week so check them out and take part, its good fun.

You’ll see that my Top Ten will only have 9 photos below, thats because one of the pics is a 5 book box set which actually makes it 13, so ya boo sucks to you!


The Dark is Rising box set by Susan Cooper

It is Midwinter’s Eve, the night before Will’s eleventh birthday. But there is an atmosphere of fear in the familiar countryside around him. Will is about to make a shocking discovery – that he is the last person to be born with the power of the Old Ones, and as a guardian of the Light he must begin a dangerous journey to vanquish the terrifyingly evil magic of the Dark.

I first heard about this last Christmas and read book 2 The Dark is Rising and adored it. It will now be my go to book every Christmas but I fancied reading the rest of the story sometime so when i saw this box set I knew i had to have it.

Under a Pole Star by Stef Penney

Set against the stark, timeless beauty of northern Greenland, and fin-de-siècle New York and London, Under a Pole Star is a compelling look at the dark side of the ‘golden age’ of exploration, a study of the corrosive power of ambition, and an epic, incendiary love story. It shows that sometimes you have to travel to the furthest edge of the world in order to find your true place in it.

I kind of won this on Twitter just by being the first to tweet the hashtag i think. Anyway its a whacker of a book at about 600 pages and not my usual thing but I’ll give it a go sometime i’m sure.

Final Girls by Riley Sager

They were called The Final Girls. Three young women who survived unimaginable horror. Three victims of separate massacres grouped together by the press. Three strangers bound by similar traumas. Lisa. Quincy. Samantha. When something terrible happens to Lisa, put-together Quincy and volatile Sam finally meet. Each one influences the other. Each one has dark secrets. And after the bloodstained fingers of the past reach into the present, each one will never be the same.

This was kindly sent for review but from the little i’ve seen of it is a bit grim and gruesome for me. I’ll give it a good try though. Just look at how damn gorgeous the proof is though! those pink sprayed edges are heavenly!

The Little Book of Advent

The Little Book of Advent is an indispensable collection of readings from some of the most celebrated modern-day spiritual writers, with passages specially selected for each day of Advent.

Christmas is on its way again and I love all things about it but especially Advent. Not for us the tacky calendars with chocolate in. I just love the advent message and this little book with words from many different folk from all walks of life sounds really good.

It’s Not Me It’s You by Mhairi Mcfarlane

Delia Moss isn’t quite sure where she went wrong. When she proposed and discovered her boyfriend was sleeping with someone else – she thought it was her fault. When she realised life would never be the same again – she thought it was her fault. And when he wanted her back like nothing had changed – Delia started to wonder if perhaps she was not to blame… From Newcastle to London and back again, with dodgy jobs, eccentric bosses and annoyingly handsome journalists thrown in, Delia must find out where her old self went – and if she can ever get her back.

I’ve seen this so all over You Tube and heard so much about Mhairi’s work being funny and sassy and right now I need both of those things in my life so decided to give it a go. So far its living up to my expectations.

Inkheart by Cornelia Funke

Meggie loves books. So does her father, Mo, a bookbinder, although he has never read aloud to her since her mother mysteriously disappeared. They live quietly until the night a stranger knocks at their door. He has come with a warning that forces Mo to reveal an extraordinary secret – a storytelling secret that will change their lives for ever.

First off, this is a gloriously beautiful cover, agreed? Secondly the story sounds amazing too so how can i go wrong.

See What I have Done by Sarah Schmidt

When her father and step-mother are found brutally murdered on a summer morning in 1892, Lizzie Borden – thirty two years old and still living at home – immediately becomes a suspect. But after a notorious trial, she is found innocent, and no one is ever convicted of the crime. Meanwhile, others in the claustrophobic Borden household have their own motives and their own stories to tell: Lizzie’s unmarried older sister, a put-upon Irish housemaid, and a boy hired by Lizzie’s uncle to take care of a problem. This unforgettable debut makes you question the truth behind one of the great unsolved mysteries, as well as exploring power, violence and the harsh realities of being a woman in late nineteenth century America.

This is based on the story of Lizzie Borden and does sound rather intriguing. Plus the cover is interactive if you have an app called Blippar which you can download to your phone or tablet and the cover comes to life! it’s sooooo coooool!

Ink by Alice Broadway

Every action, every deed, every significant moment is tattooed on your skin for ever. When Leora’s father dies, she is determined to see her father remembered forever. She knows he deserves to have all his tattoos removed and made into a Skin Book to stand as a record of his good life. But when she discovers that his ink has been edited and his book is incomplete, she wonders whether she ever knew him at all.

Another proof and another stonking cover, all shiny and autumnally orange. This is a very original YA book with a slightly icky theme but i’m looking forward to giving it a go.

Rivers of London by Ben Aaronovitch

My name is Peter Grant and until January I was just probationary constable in that mighty army for justice known to all right-thinking people as the Metropolitan Police Service (and as the Filth to everybody else). My only concerns in life were how to avoid a transfer to the Case Progression Unit – we do paperwork so real coppers don’t have to – and finding a way to climb into the panties of the outrageously perky WPC Leslie May. Then one night, in pursuance of a murder inquiry, I tried to take a witness statement from someone who was dead but disturbingly voluable, and that brought me to the attention of Inspector Nightingale, the last wizard in England.

I’m late to the party with this series of books but love the humour in what i’ve read so far.

So thats my list, whats yours?

Is your TBR overflowing or just about manageable? Ha! what am i saying of course its not!





A new Stephanie Meyer novel, for adults?

Yes indeedy folks, she has written her first ever novel for us grown ups (did i just admit to being a grown up? not true, not true at all) its called…

The Chemist


and i’m getting sent a copy on its publication date next month – 8th November *all the cheers and clappings*

but in the meantime I was sent this intriguing package the other day from those splendid people at Little Brown





  • A set of postcards – always nice
  • a pen shaped like a syringe and there’s a syringe on the cover – really cool tie in
  • a mini torch called a Jazooli! a god damn real, cool, pocket sized torch – Wah!

I never get to be part of these mega cool marketing techniques that other bloggers get (are you detecting sour grapes and a tantrum in the air too?) so its such a thrill for me to get these and know a book is on its way to me.

Mind you I have a confession to make. I have only ever read about 1/3rd of Twilight. Yes, i know what a bad reader I am but vampires just dont float my boat im afraid, its all that pale complexion and blood dripping everywhere (shudders)

Im ready to give her first adult book a good go though.

What have you been reading? Have you read any of her books? what have i missed by being a wuss?

lets chat


What Alice Knew by T.A. Cotterell


This may contain spoilers, so be warned!

I was kindly sent an early proof copy of this by Transworld so I have to thank them, which makes it even harder for me to say that this book was a big disappointment. *sighs loudly*

To be fair it has a cracking opening and the pace was kept up really well to begin with but…..

  1. I felt it was full of too many confusing and un-necessary red herrings and things to put us off the scent of solving the mystery
  2. The mystery seemed to be solved about a 5th of the way in which was a bit off putting
  3. Why did Alice’s husband have to keep denying everything, i dont know the girl, i only chatted to her for a minute, i only went back to her flat to call a cab yada, yada, yada but then cracks on the same page and admits to what he’s done.   What is Alice, a Ninja interrogator or something?

The rest of the book is about how nothing thats been said, admitted to or mentioned is the truth so we are forced to wade through mountains of alibis and lies until the final truth, (we hope) is given as an ending.

For me it lost pace after the initial revelation and i never believed in nor liked either character.

Sorry it just wasnt for me but i’m sure it will still be a big hit when its published in March 2017.


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