The What If of this book can be summed up as: What if Mystery, Inc., had actually tangled with chthonic beasts and didn’t realize it until their mid-twenties? What I thought of Meddling Kids? Well, that’s a bit of a mystery, too.
Hank Goodness is back — from a lot of things — and in Hogtown Market she trades one kind of trouble for about seven or so more. I had a habit of going along and being easy until I had an idea of what might happen next, but experience had taught me some good reasons not to do that anymore. (All quotes from the kindle version and I don’t have page numbers, sorry; title of this post is also a novel pull-quote) Minor spoilers ahead. Also, a side note of a sort: I am usually either the person who sits […]
Once upon a time, witches used to guide the dead to the afterlife. These days, in the world of Witchmark, only Storm Singers matter: witches are either guaranteed to go mad and require confinement in asylums or, if highborn enough, to be enslaved to the Storm Singers, who will use them as magical batteries, and breeders of the next generation of magical batteries. And what happens to the dead? Most folk assume they find their own way, I would guess.
I honest to the heavens thought I’d reviewed this one. The short version is: True crime fans/Murderinos will probably enjoy this one. I’m not sure anyone else will; the subject matter is pretty grim and the person in question warped like HH Holmes. Lizzie Borden may have killed her father and stepmother with an axe, but Belle Gunness killed a hell of a lot more, including her own children.
As you might guess from some of my other posts, I am enough of an Internet Old that this was a re-read for me. I thought it held up beautifully.
It would be heartening to believe that the misalliance between myth and medicine is at an end and that today murders are examined only through the prism of the scientific method, but this is a comfort we may not have. – Kindle Edition location 2253 It took me a while to finish this one, and in the end it wasn’t really the book I wanted, alas.
A Study in Scarlet Women is not a book I expected to like, not really. But yesknopemaybe’s review made me curious enough to download a sample and the writing made me curiouser enough to download and very nearly devour the book. It’s not what I thought.
Alice hated being interesting. (a couple of times throughout the book but p. 287 is where I recorded it.) I didn’t love it. I didn’t hate it. I’ll probably seek out the follow-up books, but I already know that the thing I think needs to happen–Alice becoming the Queen of Hearts–won’t.