Fiction

I think I’m done with Irish authors

OK maybe I’m not done with Irish authors but I think I need to be a bit more selective. Then again, even Irish authors I’m supposed to like because everyone likes them are just not my thing. The Third Policeman appeared on my reserve pick up list and I have no idea how it got there. Or maybe it was something that TW just picked up off the shelf? However it happened, I wish it hadn’t.

For awhile I thought I might like it, that lasted for the first chapter. For the next three chapters I was just puzzled. Almost in the same way I was puzzled about Gravity’s Rainbow. At that point, I flipped to the back of the book and saw some author’s notes – ah ha, that clears things up a bit. (No I’m not going to tell you what is in there – just remember if you are reading this and you’re just not getting it, flip to the back and the author’s notes might help – and I just peeked at Amazon and they suggest the author’s note as well. Darn, I wish I had seen that earlier!). From there, it was better. It almost made sense, almost. In that madcap, this is just too weird sort of way. I think I liked the last chapter the best – too bad I had to read the first 190 pages.

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Acorna’s Children

Have I mentioned I am not an Anne McCaffrey fan? Well I’m not, except for the Acorna series. That, I like. Probably because the first one I “read” was on audio and it lured me in, but after half dozen (or more) of these, I’m still enjoying them. Acorna’s Children was just what I needed after a string of non-fiction. It just doesn’t get any better than inter-gallactic unicorn type creatures saving the universe, particularly when the heroes tend to be women and children.

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Maps for Lost Lovers

Maps for Lost Lovers started really slowly. So slowly that TW gave up on it early and never finished it. I, on the otherhand, stuck with it and I did finally find myself enjoying it.

It’s a little long. The relationships are muddled. But it was interesting and I did find myself caring about many of the characters and interested in what they were thinking. The end, tying up the loose ends of the “murders” and all of the “minor characters” felt out of place and unnecessary. Sometimes it is better to leave some loose ends, this was one of those times I think.

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Crocodile Soup

Crocodile Soup is a weird lesbian coming of age sort of tale. I didn’t find it as weird as weird as TW did, which makes me wonder. Am I weird because it made sense to me – or is TW weird because it didn’t make sense to her?

Dysfunctional family, of course. Gert and Frank are twins. Both have some serious emotional issues, though Frank’s are just a wee bit more serious than Gert’s (and Gert’s may be more related to the dysfunctional family and her twin brother’s issues than anything else). They live in a haunted historical home. The ghost, of course, is a poet. A woman poet. A lesbian woman poet. And she drives Gert a little more nuts than her family is already driving her.

Interesting. And yes, a little weird, but not THAT weird.

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The Masque of the Black Tulip

Woohooo, The Masque of the Black Tulip is full of women spies! Gotta love that. It is also just as excellent as the Secret History of the Pink Carnation.

I thought I would be disappointed that there was not more about Richard and Amy and Jane but I wasn’t. Miles and Henrietta and the rest of the Londoners held their own and then some. I might actually have liked this one more than the Pink Carnation – does that ever happen with sequels?

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The Inheritance of Loss

I finally finished The Inheritance of Loss. It was difficult. Everytime I would start to read, I would start to yawn… my eyes would get so tired I couldn’t keep them open. Great bedtime reading if you need something to help you fall asleep.

It really was well written and it’s obvious why it won the Booker Prize. But it isn’t a book I will ever read again. It isn’t a book I want to own. It isn’t even a book I’m glad to say that I read. It just didn’t DO anything for me – except put me to sleep.

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The Devil’s Feather

I love Minette Walters. After reading Devil’s Feather I am tempted to ignore Inheritance of Loss a bit longer and read another Walters that is calling me from the “to be read” shelf. But I won’t, I’ll read Inheritance now and then get back to Walters!

I think TW said that The Devil’s Feather was boring. I’m not sure why she found it boring. The initial area of the book, the foreshadowing so to speak, was a little slow – but once the bad guy got really bad, it was anything BUT boring.

I liked both Connie and Jess quite a bit. I disliked Dr Peter from start to finish but that’s ok – which says something about Minette Walters… that I can dislike a major character, one who has solid relationships with the two main characters that I love, and not hold it against the author – that never happens.

(Terrorism abounds in this book. Rape, torture – it’s pretty ugly. If you’ve got personal “triggers”, this may not be the book for you.)

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