This is a really lovely book. The main character, Frank is a middle aged man who had an unconventional upbringing by his bohemian but mentally ill single mother who instilled in him a passionate love for music – telling him tales that brought to life pieces of music from classical to jazz, pop, rock etc… He runs a record shop in a small London street with a tight knit community of small business owners who are each others family and support group. Frank has an uncanny knack for knowing what music each person needs to listen to to help them get through whatever troubles they are experiencing and he uses this skill with compassion and largesse.
One day a German woman faints outside Frank’s shop, and he brings her in and helps her. This meeting starts what should be a beautiful relationship, but due to secrets and miscommunications it is beset with problems.
I don’t usually like soppy feel good books, but I loved this. The characters are flawed and funny and relatable and their relationships are inspiring and frustrating and heartwarming. I also loved the passion Frank has for music and some of his descriptions of pieces of music and the stories behind them made me want to instantly listen to them on Spotify!
I recommended this book to my book group friends, although I accidentally told them it was called The Record Shop instead of The Music shop, which I can’t help thinking should have been it’s title, since Frank was so religious about Vinyl being the only acceptable format for music!
I was excited to read this, because I loved the Ten Thousand Doors of January so much. I have to say, that even though I really liked this book, for me it wasn’t as great as The Ten Thousand Doors. This is a more traditional tale of witches being just women trying to survive in a male dominated world. In this book the newly blossoming suffragette movement is classed as just another symptom of witchcraft along with practising herbal medicine and aspects of midwifery. The witches don’t just use wisdom and herbal lore though. The three main characters, sisters Juniper, Bella and Agnes, find the words to call up the old magic which gives them power to fight the oppressors, who have sinister supernatural powers of their own. The book is certainly exciting, and the three sisters have very different and well rounded personalities. There were sweet romances and heart wrenching sacrifices, and I missed the characters when I’d finished reading. I liked the idea that wisdom and power is passed down through old stories and rhymes and the obvious love the characters had for books and the written word.
This was my book group read for December/January, and probably not a book I would have picked up otherwise, which just goes to show that book group enriches my life!
My review contains semi-spoilers, so read on at your peril…
It is the story of a twelve year old boy who is the only survivor of a plane crash which kills his parents and only sibling. Edward (formally know as Eddie) is stunned and initially badly injured and his rehabilitation, both physical and mental is slow. He is adopted by his aunt and uncle, a couple whose inability to have children of their own has stretched their marriage to its limits, and befriended by his new next door neighbour, Shay, a girl who is a loner and a unique personality (which I know from personal experience is the best type of person, cough, cough….) . Eddie’s adopted parents try to shield him from the huge storm of media and social media interest that surrounds him and his case, trying to make his life as normal as possible, but when he and Shay break through their defences and discover the thousands of letters written to Edward since the crash, it is this very discovery that helps Edward progress towards healing. The real time chapters about Edward are interspersed with flashback chapters about the flight where we get to know many of the passengers and learn something of what happened to cause the tragedy. By the time Edward finds the letters, written mostly by friends and relatives of the other passengers, we know their stories and can with him feel their pain.
I thought the book was very wise, without being preachy. I loved the friendship between Edward and Shay, and the chapters about the flight were quite exiting. It may be a cliché that we learn to help ourselves when we stop thinking about our own pain and concentrate on how we can help others, and yet I loved this about the story and how Edward’s character progressed as he dealt with his world being turned upside down and his grief. It is ultimately a very uplifting and feel good book and I really enjoyed it.
I wanted an audiobook for my husband, Paul, and I to listen to on our road trip to my mother’s funeral. We were travelling between Christmas and New Year with the added fun of a surge in Covid cases making new travel restrictions be enforced daily! Our trip took us from our home in Northern Ireland, through the republic of Ireland, via ferry from Dublin to Wales, driving through Wales into the north of England for the funeral. Staying two nights in a Premier Inn, then doing the whole journey in reverse. We had to get special permission from the Irish Embassy to be allowed back since Ireland have a travel ban from mainland UK, plus extra customs checks now that Brexit is taking hold, and throw in some snow and ice on the roads – it was quite the trip!!
I have loved both reading and listening to Grady Hendrix books, and I chose this for our trip because it was just the right length at 6 and a half hours, and I hoped Paul would like it. It was the perfect choice. Set in an Ikea-like vast furniture store in America, the book builds tension and engagement as we get to know the main characters, all employees of the furniture store, and with them try to solve the mystery of why strange things seem to happen in the store overnight. A handful of characters end up spending the night in the store to investigate, and what a night it turns out to be!
It’s a really well written horror story, with great characterisation, quite a lot of humour as well as genuine tension and excitement. There were some quite gory moments as you would expect from the genre, and some really fun and increasingly strange adverts for products available at the store at the beginning of each chapter. Paul is a great movie watcher, but not really into reading fiction, but he, like me really enjoyed the book and was keen to start it up again after we’d paused to concentrate on a difficult bit of navigating. It had just the right level of surreal to perfectly fit with our trip and it kept us occupied and distracted on what might otherwise have been a more stressful journey.
I really love Sarah Painter’s Crow Investigations books. Like Ben Aaronovitch’s Rivers of London series, Crow Investigations is a modern urban supernatural series set in London. I’ve enjoyed getting to know the characters of Lydia, the reluctant new head of the Crow magical family, her ghostly flatmate and her love interest policeman who is not magical (or is he….?). My only sadness is that the book was over too quick and now I can’t wait for the next installment!
My daughter recommended this book to me as a sweet and lovely read, and she was right! A grumpy old lady, Veronica, contemplates her legacy and decides she wants to visit a penguin research centre at the South Pole with a view to leaving her vast fortune to them after her death. We learn about Veronica’s life through flashbacks, and begin to understand why she is the way she is while at the same time getting to know lots of fun and fascinating penguin facts! As Veronica starts to love both the penguins and her fellow research centre occupants, she melts the frozen barriers she spent a lifetime building up and allows herself to feel and heal from the pain of her past.
Every year Jodi Taylor releases a St Mary’s short story on Christmas Day and this is 2020s. I loved it! It’s an atmospheric Victorian haunted house murder mystery and I very much enjoyed reading it over snatched moments on Christmas Day and Boxing day. Thanks Jodi Taylor and happy Christmas to you and yours!
As I mentioned in my previous review (for Ready Player Two) my mum just died (on 14th December) and for that reason I decided to read this young adult fantasy novel by Frances Hardinge because I was looking for a gentle ‘easy’ read. Well, I should have know better than imagining that a Frances Hardinge novel wouldn’t pack both an emotional and intellectual punch! This is a deep, rich and incisive story mostly about growing up and becoming your own person. The main character, Hark, is a young orphan who lives in the shadow of his overbearing and manipulative friend and must find his own way when he is convicted of petty crimes and sent as an indentured servant to a island retreat for old ex-priests. All priest in this universe are now defunct because the gods were killed but a vast often criminal empire revolves around finding old ‘god’ artifacts because they contain magical properties. Hark is caught between priests, scientists and various criminal gangs all trying to exploit the magic and he has to struggle to know who to trust and what is the right thing to do. Like the previous book I read, this took me a while to get into, but once I did I found it gripping, compelling and ultimately satisfying.
So, my mum died on 14th December. It was pretty sudden; she had been hale and hearty the last time I spoke to her on the phone, two days later she had a massive stroke from which she never fully regained consciousness and died after eleven days. Because of Covid rules, she wasn’t allowed visitors until just hours before she passed, by which time it was too late for myself or her other children or grandchildren to get there in time, but she was with her friend and church pastor. The reason I’m including this in my review, is just to put it into context – for me, often I hang my memories of books read on the same hook as memories of what else was going on in my life at the time, and also because I really didn’t give the book the concentration it deserves, so inevitably, my review will be coloured by this distraction on my part.
I loved Ready Player One, both the book and (to a slightly lesser degree) the movie. I used my audible monthly credit to buy the audiobook of Ready Player Two as it worked out cheaper for me than buying the kindle version. I found the book slow to get into (although perhaps this was for reasons already stated in my opening paragraph…). Like the first book, it quickly becomes a treasure hunt through the virtual world where clues must be interpreted to find artefacts and defeat fiendish plans of bad guys and save the world. Again there were lots of fun references to geekish things from my youth, like The Hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy, The Princess Bride, various old video games and movies, even Harry Potter. I have to admit I loved the references to Tolkien’s Middle Earth and the quest that mirrored the plot of The Silmarillion. There were character journeys and some touching romantic arcs as well as some interesting philosophical stuff about AI consciousness and immortality and that kind of thing.
I think I’ll wait until the kindle gets cheaper, and my mind gets onto a more even keel and maybe give the book another go, as I’m sure I missed lots from my half hearted listen and it should probably have been a more engrossing experience than it was for me.
I loved this book! I’m a member of a book group that happens to be all female (a man did come a couple of times but he hasn’t been in a while) and at 51 I’m the youngest member. The girls are by no means ‘fuddy duddy’, and yet they are unanimously horrified when I tell them that I like to read and or watch horror. I don’t like the rubbish jump scare scantily clad young women running about screaming type of horror, but when it is done well, with an interesting plot that makes sense and characters with depth who face challenges and go on journeys of discovery then horror can be a really good genre for thought provoking essays on the human condition. Great examples are The Babadook and the recent movie ‘His House’ as well as the French tv series ‘Marianne’ and everything written by Grady Hendrix! I’ve read/listened to most of his novels now and they have all been brilliant. (I initially assumed Grady Hendrix was female as all his books seem to be female centric and he does the female mind so well!). This book follows a middle aged failed former heavy metal guitarist who is making one last-ditched attempt to get recompense from her former band member who screwed over her and the rest of the band and now has a phenomenally successful solo career. Her journey quickly moves her down terrifying paths and she uncovers terrible secrets. The book is a love letter to music in general and heavy metal in particular (a genre I don’t enjoy, and yet was still moved by the passion towards it of the character). It was a bit overly gory for my taste at times (although I guess the violence was maybe necessary to progress the plot) but all in all it was a moving, exciting and satisfying read.