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Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.comBlogger213125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-66583513383382226532024-03-22T10:39:00.000-07:002024-03-22T10:39:30.507-07:00This Wretched Valley by Jenny Kiefer<div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQzhqsSWbrc-068w99o6yaFh4E13KLAsy1uXdojDIrndBQj2KbZz0h9O_Pwbr1nO7zQKBPOvJTR9SiwUTV872Q-oDrpTeYbZBkxySrk6_30btffQwB4y_2v6HIiKVNLTKnIE30PQMZJPYqnmsFdX2EyO4DfAvk1_LC7DYLMXeGmT7DSLUUlV4HFvYSStU/s800/wretched%20valley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQzhqsSWbrc-068w99o6yaFh4E13KLAsy1uXdojDIrndBQj2KbZz0h9O_Pwbr1nO7zQKBPOvJTR9SiwUTV872Q-oDrpTeYbZBkxySrk6_30btffQwB4y_2v6HIiKVNLTKnIE30PQMZJPYqnmsFdX2EyO4DfAvk1_LC7DYLMXeGmT7DSLUUlV4HFvYSStU/s320/wretched%20valley.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>In "This Wretched Valley" by Jenny Kiefer, readers are transported to a world steeped in history and despair. While Kiefer's prose is undeniably atmospheric, painting a vivid picture of the titular valley, the story itself may leave some readers feeling detached and indifferent.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">One of the novel's central flaws lies in its approach to storytelling. From the outset, the outcome is revealed, robbing the narrative of any suspense or sense of urgency. This decision may leave readers feeling disconnected from the characters, as the inevitability of their fate looms over every page.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">What sets "This Wretched Valley" apart is its exploration of themes such as identity, resilience, and the enduring power of the human spirit. Through the experiences of her characters, Kiefer delves deep into the complexities of the human condition, offering readers a poignant reflection on the nature of hope and redemption. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Each character feels fully realized, their struggles and triumphs resonating with authenticity and depth. As readers journey alongside them, we can't help but become invested in their fates, rooting for them even as we know the ultimate outcome.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Additionally, while the historical backdrop provides an intriguing setting, it often feels underutilized, serving more as window dressing than as a meaningful catalyst for the story. As a result, the novel fails to fully capitalize on the rich potential of its premise, leaving readers yearning for a deeper exploration of the historical context.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">In conclusion, while "This Wretched Valley" has its moments of atmospheric beauty, it ultimately falls short of delivering a truly compelling narrative. Despite Kiefer's efforts to infuse the story with depth and meaning, the predictable outcome and underdeveloped characters leave much to be desired.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw6LMTqaq2076IsglHXhCUMxF6uzAX1oDRO2_x13Rs4AYuRu_Nn2Dlm2CscF0iIER1yMVFPQJv5ZhYqPn1SnFkDBt5lHP5NPYxvLzE3A1ezjtVuzjQY7h3zPyrK6HnPPKST5AVtSRJb2RPT8GNCHvc8nJDvMG_15tswwWieu7B9WRW65y19QyuBnXy_qc/s150/3-STARS-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="56" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw6LMTqaq2076IsglHXhCUMxF6uzAX1oDRO2_x13Rs4AYuRu_Nn2Dlm2CscF0iIER1yMVFPQJv5ZhYqPn1SnFkDBt5lHP5NPYxvLzE3A1ezjtVuzjQY7h3zPyrK6HnPPKST5AVtSRJb2RPT8GNCHvc8nJDvMG_15tswwWieu7B9WRW65y19QyuBnXy_qc/w210-h56/3-STARS-1.png" width="210" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-58801138429842666012024-03-06T07:32:00.000-08:002024-03-06T07:32:17.169-08:00Iron Gold by Pierce Brown<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiFHTM1QajbK53oGOO2N7Vyx_WopFfvjHwYtCvvgfvnZxmfb0hlcAA9Q1sFZHCgM5mcMpYFu-oTRwUe2bM09hL5zGOefBXwzYBYPP6QZlbjauq33nmNQOusABTu_S7PsNukwvXw4dphHB8G4hdPwVjPGo1tYWSxh3QN5IcOfkKPJGmeVJgHBlAPoHu72Eg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="651" data-original-width="956" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiFHTM1QajbK53oGOO2N7Vyx_WopFfvjHwYtCvvgfvnZxmfb0hlcAA9Q1sFZHCgM5mcMpYFu-oTRwUe2bM09hL5zGOefBXwzYBYPP6QZlbjauq33nmNQOusABTu_S7PsNukwvXw4dphHB8G4hdPwVjPGo1tYWSxh3QN5IcOfkKPJGmeVJgHBlAPoHu72Eg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The fourth book takes readers on an exhilarating journey through a future universe where the struggles for power and justice continue to shape the lives of its characters. Brown's expansion of his "Red Rising" series with this sequel showcases his talent for crafting intricate worlds and complex characters, delivering a thrilling narrative that keeps readers engaged from start to finish.<p></p><p>One of the standout features of "Iron Gold" is Brown's ability to deepen the mythology of his universe while introducing new layers of political intrigue and personal conflict. Set a decade after the events of the previous trilogy, the novel delves into the aftermath of revolution, exploring the consequences of war and the challenges of building a new society. Brown masterfully weaves together multiple perspectives, offering readers a comprehensive view of the struggles faced by different factions.</p><p>However, it must be noted that "Iron Gold" occasionally suffers from being long-winded and slow-paced, particularly in its early chapters. Some sections may test the patience of readers as they navigate through intricate political machinations and exposition-heavy passages. Despite these moments, Brown's captivating storytelling ultimately rewards perseverance, as the plot builds to a gripping climax filled with twists and turns.</p><p>Among the ensemble cast of characters, Lyria and Ava emerge as particularly compelling figures whose journeys provide poignant insights into the human experience. Lyria's perspective offers a ground-level view of the social upheaval and inequality that persist despite the promise of revolution, while Ava's struggles with identity and purpose add depth to the narrative. Brown's attention to character development shines through in these arcs, making them some of the most memorable aspects of the novel.</p><p>Moreover, "Iron Gold" excels in its exploration of themes such as loyalty, sacrifice, and the nature of power. Brown doesn't shy away from addressing complex moral dilemmas, forcing his characters—and by extension, readers—to confront difficult questions about the cost of freedom and the price of victory. These thought-provoking themes elevate the novel beyond mere action-adventure, providing substance and depth to the story.</p><p>In terms of prose, Brown's writing remains as vivid and evocative as ever, painting a vivid picture of the dystopian world he has created. His descriptive prowess brings the settings to life, from the sprawling cities of Mars to the war-torn landscapes of distant planets. Coupled with his knack for crafting tense action sequences, Brown keeps readers on the edge of their seats throughout the book.</p><p>"Iron Gold" is a worthy addition to the "Red Rising" series, offering both longtime fans and newcomers alike a richly imagined universe to explore. While its pacing may be uneven at times, the novel more than makes up for it with its compelling characters, thought-provoking themes, and thrilling storytelling. With its ambitious scope and gripping narrative, "Iron Gold" is sure to leave a lasting impression on readers long after they turn the final page.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHq2HGdROZatDaGx51M0q4hrVc_YqaCanHl659OdQRmhM6fJ8n2hd9UAlX8jXUS1kn_dMSY0H9cHNz_ajXqmUKSC42pza6Y7FjlCffyIs16O31RRNMuVmH5whvqVC57j74UlGgcIU4gVElIG-PmBdx8iph1zqy6Sxp3NFHfmRtqTnotFLEG2706Wancl0/s150/3-STARS-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="59" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHq2HGdROZatDaGx51M0q4hrVc_YqaCanHl659OdQRmhM6fJ8n2hd9UAlX8jXUS1kn_dMSY0H9cHNz_ajXqmUKSC42pza6Y7FjlCffyIs16O31RRNMuVmH5whvqVC57j74UlGgcIU4gVElIG-PmBdx8iph1zqy6Sxp3NFHfmRtqTnotFLEG2706Wancl0/w222-h59/3-STARS-1.png" width="222" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-26347129020725959042024-02-11T07:57:00.000-08:002024-02-11T08:04:38.389-08:00Wakers (The Side Step trilogy) book one by Orson Scott Card<p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjeFL9rJRerI6KLBkjFUWUT1IKCQio3JMZxWF27ViBARD0XeHNZPujrhrsiR5LXKUvx4dqe0dfnnF7p1nxiVwGzxAqChxoJFX2VkNESX0xJSbHW0PjafrqoSpRJWbG91iLFYSGU9HaFeHg4bVr03QTMePWBHzz8RYfcaEa9_12ZB6wBJob85lWAykR_nj8" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="497" data-original-width="325" height="324" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjeFL9rJRerI6KLBkjFUWUT1IKCQio3JMZxWF27ViBARD0XeHNZPujrhrsiR5LXKUvx4dqe0dfnnF7p1nxiVwGzxAqChxoJFX2VkNESX0xJSbHW0PjafrqoSpRJWbG91iLFYSGU9HaFeHg4bVr03QTMePWBHzz8RYfcaEa9_12ZB6wBJob85lWAykR_nj8=w212-h324" width="212" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Regardless of your views and his views, the man can craft a compelling story. I was introduced to Card in "Enders Game". </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">"Wakers" by Orson Scott Card takes readers on a thrilling journey through a futuristic world filled with political intrigue and technological wonders. Set in a society where virtual reality is the norm, Card paints a vivid picture of a world where the lines between reality and simulation are blurred.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">One of the strengths of "Wakers" lies in Card's ability to create complex and multi-dimensional characters. From the determined protagonist to the enigmatic supporting cast, each character is brought to life with depth and authenticity, making it easy for readers to become emotionally invested in their journey.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">The world-building in "Wakers" is equally impressive, with Card skillfully crafting a rich and immersive setting that feels both familiar and yet distinctly futuristic. The technological advancements and social dynamics of this world add layers of depth to the story.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">However, despite the novel's many strengths, there are moments where the plot feels stretched out and repetitive. Certain scenes seem to drag on longer than necessary, and there's a sense of déjà vu as the characters find themselves facing similar obstacles time and again.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Overall, "Wakers" is a compelling read that offers a thought-provoking exploration of technology, society, and the nature of reality. While it may have its flaws, the novel's intriguing premise and well-developed characters make it a worthwhile addition to any science fiction fan's bookshelf.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYxnoYGZe_h12kjG1KCjxhwVm1ZIW-fycd61fP7ewLcF7loNCi61Y45vaap69s15tukoWFuWPFw2GdylEKUU4HWmSCQOYpb0EotQQOsuX749UAZSdBuYXI8w172bw5upl7FEChTCDnn2h1PAxDagp9Zr1DAicikT_Xp7k90itqnsnFmC4hv6N8ZIvIX6I/s150/3-STARS-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="70" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYxnoYGZe_h12kjG1KCjxhwVm1ZIW-fycd61fP7ewLcF7loNCi61Y45vaap69s15tukoWFuWPFw2GdylEKUU4HWmSCQOYpb0EotQQOsuX749UAZSdBuYXI8w172bw5upl7FEChTCDnn2h1PAxDagp9Zr1DAicikT_Xp7k90itqnsnFmC4hv6N8ZIvIX6I/w263-h70/3-STARS-1.png" width="263" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p> <br /><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-52507435437789676812024-01-31T08:41:00.000-08:002024-01-31T08:41:55.868-08:00Dust (Silo series book 3) by Hugh Howey <p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEispAIWrkEavJQHu4bdERXj3LxXNwTjufTRD1jUkNi-i2ONThurYfwTXh4flZS2Wg9lL-XmSDEvqIWPhhj0a6gNZc_C6OXX7LbR97D9CKmBQuARHxHU8-Ch7c4T6FoddF9TaAhnJdPiS5Fuc8_9H8Taah_gvV6xcdNduI9sZG8mzEeEwHjoaXIM7ih7d1M" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="391" data-original-width="259" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEispAIWrkEavJQHu4bdERXj3LxXNwTjufTRD1jUkNi-i2ONThurYfwTXh4flZS2Wg9lL-XmSDEvqIWPhhj0a6gNZc_C6OXX7LbR97D9CKmBQuARHxHU8-Ch7c4T6FoddF9TaAhnJdPiS5Fuc8_9H8Taah_gvV6xcdNduI9sZG8mzEeEwHjoaXIM7ih7d1M=w208-h314" width="208" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">I was eagerly anticipating my return to the captivating silo world in Hugh Howey's third installment, "Dust." Having been left on the edge of my seat by the brilliant cliffhanger in "Shift," I was eager to dive back into this dystopian universe. However, as the story picked up sometime later, I found myself questioning where all the new characters had come from.</span><p></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Despite this initial curiosity, "Dust" quickly enveloped me in its narrative, delivering a satisfying continuation to the Silo Series. The mysteries and conflicts that emerged were expertly woven into the fabric of the established storyline, keeping me engrossed from start to finish.</span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; margin: 1.25em 0px;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, Segoe UI, Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, Noto Sans, sans-serif, Helvetica Neue, Arial, Apple Color Emoji, Segoe UI Emoji, Segoe UI Symbol, Noto Color Emoji;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">While the story progression in "Dust" is certainly engaging, it's important to note a few continuation discrepancies that might catch the reader's eye. These inconsistencies become even more noticeable when listening to the audiobook. However, it's a testament to Howey's storytelling prowess that these minor discrepancies did not detract significantly from the overall enjoyment of the novel.</span></span></span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;">One of the strengths of "Dust" lies in its character development. Howey masterfully fleshes out both new and familiar characters, providing a deeper understanding of their motivations and connections. The emotional resonance of the story is heightened, making it a truly immersive experience. Apart from the brother and sister relationship. There wasn't enough history to make the emotional connection for me to 'feel' as that storyline reached a climax. </span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The world-building in "Dust" is as detailed as ever, with Howey expanding upon the intricacies of the silo society. The vivid descriptions and atmospheric details (especially near the end) create a tangible sense of place, immersing readers in the bleak yet fascinating environment.</span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; margin: 1.25em 0px;"><span style="color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; font-size: medium; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Additionally, Howey skillfully addresses lingering questions from previous installments, delivering satisfying answers that contribute to the overall </span><span style="color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, Segoe UI, Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, Noto Sans, sans-serif, Helvetica Neue, Arial, Apple Color Emoji, Segoe UI Emoji, Segoe UI Symbol, Noto Color Emoji; font-size: medium;"><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">harmony </span></span><span style="color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; font-size: large; white-space-collapse: preserve;">of the series. The resolution of key plot points is handled not with finesse, but by bringing a sense of closure to the narrative. </span></p><p><span style="color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;">"Dust" successfully maintains the high standards set by its predecessors in the Silo Series. Hugh Howey's ability to craft a compelling story, coupled with his intricate world-building and character development, makes this novel a must-read for fans of dystopian fiction. Despite a few minor hiccups, the overall experience is one of excitement, intrigue, and satisfaction. "Dust" is a worthy continuation of the Silo Series, offering a thrilling end to this exciting trilogy.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I would like a fourth book showing how they rebuild and gather the other silo people and restart the world. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; white-space-collapse: preserve;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-HO4HNO6px6SNeMN-XXBNRARjlaZ67wf0tl8Jfc0JaEL_FrZfbHBF4AhgwoWZ26bZk7pfsFlCr_x625hQtPO9uihompHmLbEZOWi4-7bWEh7PWthhMmfsJ2VQMFELDlXXMhcj9FkJMcu06ONRuVx031tR_HT84MT7jAn6R9xasnVU4z6nKy2HGUihNE0/s150/5STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="62" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-HO4HNO6px6SNeMN-XXBNRARjlaZ67wf0tl8Jfc0JaEL_FrZfbHBF4AhgwoWZ26bZk7pfsFlCr_x625hQtPO9uihompHmLbEZOWi4-7bWEh7PWthhMmfsJ2VQMFELDlXXMhcj9FkJMcu06ONRuVx031tR_HT84MT7jAn6R9xasnVU4z6nKy2HGUihNE0/w232-h62/5STARST2.png" width="232" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-86580142765599385792024-01-21T03:01:00.000-08:002024-01-21T03:01:09.515-08:00Shift (Silo series book 2) by Hugh Howley<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiKuIF1C22lR9a6mSQLE_YjtdgBMTgZ168y_YjGVHWoE3WVxAm0Gxm5B3-3P44s3LpcKQpyh7UObExFZnGCdDq4PXovyiL_pEurUV33vYaklaDsfgeVeJAX_89AntaVni_aFr9eOD-pk7gEny1W3eWo9XNObGzlHr6KrFG0tchas4Jchf1AQN-Yylu5SXk" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="390" data-original-width="247" height="322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiKuIF1C22lR9a6mSQLE_YjtdgBMTgZ168y_YjGVHWoE3WVxAm0Gxm5B3-3P44s3LpcKQpyh7UObExFZnGCdDq4PXovyiL_pEurUV33vYaklaDsfgeVeJAX_89AntaVni_aFr9eOD-pk7gEny1W3eWo9XNObGzlHr6KrFG0tchas4Jchf1AQN-Yylu5SXk=w204-h322" width="204" /></a><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Hugh Howey's "Shift" is a thought-provoking and intricately woven tale that takes readers on a journey through time and space, exploring the complex interplay between identity, power, and the human spirit. As the second installment in the Silo series, "Shift" serves as a prequel to the highly acclaimed "Wool," shedding light on the events leading up to the gripping narrative that captivated readers in the first book.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Howey skillfully constructs a world that feels both familiar and alien, drawing readers into a dystopian future where the concept of truth is as elusive as the horizon. The narrative unfolds through multiple perspectives, each providing a unique lens through which to view the unfolding drama. The characters are richly developed, and their stories interweave seamlessly, creating a tapestry of intrigue and suspense.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">One of the strengths of "Shift" lies in Howey's ability to explore complex themes while maintaining a brisk and engaging pace. The novel delves into the ethical dilemmas surrounding control, surveillance, murder, and the price of maintaining order in the face of existential threats. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The world-building in "Shift" is nothing short of impressive. Howey masterfully crafts a society within the confines of a silo, and his attention to detail brings this claustrophobic, yet expansive, setting to life. The vivid descriptions evoke a visceral response, making it easy for readers to immerse themselves in the story.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">While "Shift" is undeniably a compelling read, it may not resonate as strongly with those expecting the same breakneck pace and immediate intensity found in "Wool." The story unfolds gradually, and some readers may find themselves yearning for more action. However, "Shift" does go into hard, fast and at the 3 quarter mark, the story goes into hyper drive. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">BUT, there were two major fuck ups. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">1. Solo finds a torch shining up. He takes it. This part of the story is just dropped. Never mentioned again. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">2. The ex-sherrif from season 1 (I only saw the TV series of this part of the book), is also referred to as ex-mayor. Maybe in the book version, she was. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">On a positive, I had no idea why "cleaners" died once outside. But in Shift, I understood. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">"Shift" is a worthy successor to "Wool," offering readers a deeper understanding of the complex world Hugh Howey has created. With its well-drawn characters, thought-provoking themes, and immersive world-building, "Shift" is a must-read for fans of dystopian fiction and those who relish a narrative that challenges the mind while tugging at the heartstrings.</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnuKGU2EaBggiiM9gskN1rE5IlK9jhf8202SU6BWq4aflq0eLeJz36v7qj2USgBFPBrt3cuGuq17brZP6qFkLML0ZMJscoGop6OADJyiTuOlfOB5z-pT5Bp4nUfpgxDtGVY8nswsYsVU5SnHQFoiWB2gDi3HFi4HFdXQcOARqHK2yerm1meJCY6T5YzkE/s150/4STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="67" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnuKGU2EaBggiiM9gskN1rE5IlK9jhf8202SU6BWq4aflq0eLeJz36v7qj2USgBFPBrt3cuGuq17brZP6qFkLML0ZMJscoGop6OADJyiTuOlfOB5z-pT5Bp4nUfpgxDtGVY8nswsYsVU5SnHQFoiWB2gDi3HFi4HFdXQcOARqHK2yerm1meJCY6T5YzkE/w250-h67/4STARST2.png" width="250" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-70964575951567915382024-01-11T05:45:00.000-08:002024-01-11T05:45:42.803-08:00The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiwlF6foGQgFcJ2DSGmwA1JBbUX47IRhXk5YFMJFOs7fJRczk6qdRn6Tdykq_Ihi2FhJV3mu2kjM-1mKGF-qaoCVSap_zKpVh6tLrX2RlA9HcDjE1eWXFufbZkD7AosEjSGCRL0jlYrD03eBKJCYFQSVyA_vOGyCfc4KQ3RbqhrntrL9kva4eY8Tg6sv4U" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="894" data-original-width="593" height="353" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiwlF6foGQgFcJ2DSGmwA1JBbUX47IRhXk5YFMJFOs7fJRczk6qdRn6Tdykq_Ihi2FhJV3mu2kjM-1mKGF-qaoCVSap_zKpVh6tLrX2RlA9HcDjE1eWXFufbZkD7AosEjSGCRL0jlYrD03eBKJCYFQSVyA_vOGyCfc4KQ3RbqhrntrL9kva4eY8Tg6sv4U=w234-h353" width="234" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">This is a masterful blend of fantasy, nostalgia, and profound insight into the magic of childhood. The novel weaves a tale that transcends the boundaries of age, inviting readers to delve into the enchanting realms of imagination and memory.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">At its heart, the story unfolds through the eyes of an unnamed protagonist who, returning to his hometown for a funeral, finds himself drawn to the farm at the end of the lane. It is there that he encounters the remarkable Hempstock women, whose farmhouse sits beside a pond that holds more secrets than meets the eye.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The narrative has a dreamlike quality, blurring the lines between reality and fantasy, making it challenging to discern where the mundane ends and the mystical begins. This seamless integration of the every day with the extraordinary is a testament to Gaiman's storytelling prowess.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The characters are vividly portrayed, each with their unique charm and mystery. The Hempstock trio, with the enigmatic Lettie at its core, embodies a timeless wisdom and an otherworldly presence. The dynamics between the characters evoke a profound sense of nostalgia, reminiscent of the friendships and adventures that define childhood.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">"The Ocean at the End of the Lane" is more than a fantastical journey—it's a meditation on the nature of existence, the passage of time, and the resilience of the human spirit. Gaiman invites readers to confront their deepest fears, navigate the complexities of growing up, and rediscover the awe-inspiring magic that lies hidden in the everyday.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Neil Gaiman's "The Ocean at the End of the Lane" is a captivating and poignant exploration of the power of imagination, the mysteries of memory, and the enduring magic woven into the fabric of childhood. It is a book that resonates long after the final page, leaving an indelible mark on the reader's heart and mind.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I couldn't stop listening and at the end of the story and the interview following it, I was disappointed it was over. Why hasn't this been made into a movie?? </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYn0iKYT3sSgSJG4kN1_kkaeQiukPpSA6AFQhVjZq6Yww7lXDOHk9mCecfRmFEbilHa5x8HpqENljqgeop_WBLiFyG84o8yEFS3YYp3-RioFapO6iqHIs60FKkGtU-UcNweEWIuOMboIgArPIPxVsqsoCyI4Lm5rh9kbCmuST91XH4CiVykmYnsix_ALA/s150/5STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="68" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYn0iKYT3sSgSJG4kN1_kkaeQiukPpSA6AFQhVjZq6Yww7lXDOHk9mCecfRmFEbilHa5x8HpqENljqgeop_WBLiFyG84o8yEFS3YYp3-RioFapO6iqHIs60FKkGtU-UcNweEWIuOMboIgArPIPxVsqsoCyI4Lm5rh9kbCmuST91XH4CiVykmYnsix_ALA/w257-h68/5STARST2.png" width="257" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-87805552652143054422024-01-06T17:42:00.000-08:002024-01-06T17:42:45.649-08:00The Laughterhouse by Paul Cleave<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjSvmtPQTwri2pUI6vg03hbfQ2ZOIH3YcUpXfmtE6aGoHAaaQUAWZoCpgb0-t04B3Upzwk0jzFTynarIbz0bwrpEhyVQBV8J1ByNYwxIMvC7l2RTyiXQ31t2-7SMXhC1fqk7vNoisXv3JgSKs1MU4zQgxnMb4xxhEUxXgkrOh5sbK4A9L7rnAOfnqIeHic" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="284" data-original-width="197" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjSvmtPQTwri2pUI6vg03hbfQ2ZOIH3YcUpXfmtE6aGoHAaaQUAWZoCpgb0-t04B3Upzwk0jzFTynarIbz0bwrpEhyVQBV8J1ByNYwxIMvC7l2RTyiXQ31t2-7SMXhC1fqk7vNoisXv3JgSKs1MU4zQgxnMb4xxhEUxXgkrOh5sbK4A9L7rnAOfnqIeHic=w202-h292" width="202" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; white-space-collapse: preserve;">In Paul Cleave's "The Laughterhouse," we dive into the world of Theodore Tate for a third time, a character whose complexity stirs strong emotions in readers—either love or dislike. Tate grapples with numerous personal struggles and inner demons, and sometimes, these challenges lead him to make choices that come at the cost of losing friends and his job. Despite his flaws, there's something uniquely compelling about Tate, and I find his character refreshing in a literary landscape often dominated by more straightforward protagonists.</span></span><p></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This book isn't one you can just pick up randomly. It's like a puzzle that unfolds over time, and to grasp the whole picture, you need to start at the beginning. Tate often reflects on past events from earlier books in the series, underscoring the importance of understanding the timeline to truly appreciate the depth of his character and the overarching storyline.</span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;">While the mystery element may not be groundbreaking, the novel excels in delivering an exhilarating experience. The unusual twist here is that we know who's responsible for the mystery early on. However, the excitement arises from the uncertainty of what's going to happen next. The narrative skillfully keeps readers on their toes with unexpected turns and developments, providing a sense of suspense that goes beyond the typical "whodunit" formula.</span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; margin: 1.25em 0px 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The real strength of "The Laughterhouse" lies in its ability to shock and disturb. Throughout the story, there are gripping and, at times, disturbing events. The conclusion, in particular, delivers a powerful punch that might not be suitable for those who prefer lighter, more relaxed reads. Cleave's skill in navigating the darker aspects of storytelling, combined with Tate's flawed nature, creates an immersive experience that goes beyond the traditional boundaries of a mystery novel. In the end, it's not just about solving a mystery but about embarking on a visceral and intense journey through the pages of this captivating tale.</span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; margin: 1.25em 0px 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; margin: 1.25em 0px 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhkLzONVy6jMtlvCbpBwQwK5M4LD-8kOCNckTrHSPOjrnUehBzSZvlMupBEz0684zxJkftp6E6MCXjHh32h7c9iVj5G91zQFy6PPzArth4TuVXnuNRrmSwbo43RbVvUL5gHHDFfAQXd65Tpe8jRkpKPqulDaJzRTWfK6EiROuiaved_QRrA_IzQQ5q-Y8/s150/4STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="82" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhkLzONVy6jMtlvCbpBwQwK5M4LD-8kOCNckTrHSPOjrnUehBzSZvlMupBEz0684zxJkftp6E6MCXjHh32h7c9iVj5G91zQFy6PPzArth4TuVXnuNRrmSwbo43RbVvUL5gHHDFfAQXd65Tpe8jRkpKPqulDaJzRTWfK6EiROuiaved_QRrA_IzQQ5q-Y8/w308-h82/4STARST2.png" width="308" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; font-size: 16px; margin: 1.25em 0px 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-11375642069689655702023-12-19T07:09:00.000-08:002023-12-19T07:09:21.399-08:00Fiction Land by R. R Haywood<p><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">In essence, this is a mystery novel. And with all good mysteries, there are a couple of red herrings. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjwOp3p6OGEdzGuTXYcUv-t7njQrq684lQNN8y2T0AjrhzseFT-GaGbVPUXUpHMsXK8Z0CtXe_UB7LGzbGs_UzzM2uTrBTcYW7Ch6UnSK-gWzHrxPdqVN17hZg-DHZUb-s2q-t_WcEqR6If5-Sl18Mz1NIs44IGTE7fBmJMgKxrZeWShggkXS9HjdqcAcw" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><img alt="" data-original-height="438" data-original-width="289" height="338" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjwOp3p6OGEdzGuTXYcUv-t7njQrq684lQNN8y2T0AjrhzseFT-GaGbVPUXUpHMsXK8Z0CtXe_UB7LGzbGs_UzzM2uTrBTcYW7Ch6UnSK-gWzHrxPdqVN17hZg-DHZUb-s2q-t_WcEqR6If5-Sl18Mz1NIs44IGTE7fBmJMgKxrZeWShggkXS9HjdqcAcw=w222-h338" width="222" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br />I loved the idea behind this, using characters throughout from books that are unfinished and books that are nearly completed or completed. Most characters don't keep whatever skills they had in the books they starred in, but John Croaker did. </span><p></p><p><span style="color: #374151; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Fiction Land is a captivating journey into a realm where imagination knows no bounds. This novel invites readers to explore a world where the lines between reality and fantasy blur, and the power of storytelling takes center stage.</span></span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Haywood weaves a masterful tapestry of genres, seamlessly blending elements of fantasy, adventure, and mystery. The narrative unfolds uniquely and unpredictably, keeping readers on the edge of their seats from start to finish. The author's ability to create a vivid and immersive setting allows readers to escape into a place where the impossible becomes plausible and the extraordinary is the norm.</span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">The characters in Fiction Land are both relatable and extraordinary, each contributing to the rich tapestry of the story. Haywood skillfully develops their personalities, making them feel like old friends by the end of the novel. The protagonist's journey is not only a physical one but also a deeply personal exploration of self-discovery and growth.</span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">One of the standout features of this novel is the author's attention to detail. Whether describing fantastical landscapes, intricate plot twists, or the subtle nuances of the characters' emotions, Haywood's prose is both eloquent and evocative. The descriptive language used throughout the book enhances the overall reading experience, making it easy for readers to visualize and immerse themselves in the world of "Fiction Land."</span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">The plot unfolds with a perfect balance of suspense and revelation. Haywood keeps readers guessing until the very end, and just when you think you have it all figured out, a new twist throws you for a loop. The pacing is well-managed, with moments of intense action interspersed with quieter, reflective scenes, creating a dynamic and engaging reading experience.</span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Fiction Land is not just a story; it's an exploration of the power of storytelling itself. Through its pages, readers are reminded of the magic that lies in the ability to create and share tales that transport us to different worlds and ignite our imaginations.</span></p><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; margin: 1.25em 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEqdPbSvBSPidUjv9ClUJCiET914sdoAosjeJoRXp2QwAIPcph82VO8Yt6PrFlQiEzf02LmFzfLJCELjLC00vNzuxMRdcIcbl-UqyTP1oWFtXrzbqZs9BKolqf5AufnRPgc3OSiPUyRMpi6Qld8IjRWGMlxCCBJ9HJ8YBo9hL0sC_2qmAsKUMVZmyh68c/s150/5STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="59" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEqdPbSvBSPidUjv9ClUJCiET914sdoAosjeJoRXp2QwAIPcph82VO8Yt6PrFlQiEzf02LmFzfLJCELjLC00vNzuxMRdcIcbl-UqyTP1oWFtXrzbqZs9BKolqf5AufnRPgc3OSiPUyRMpi6Qld8IjRWGMlxCCBJ9HJ8YBo9hL0sC_2qmAsKUMVZmyh68c/w223-h59/5STARST2.png" width="223" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p style="--tw-border-spacing-x: 0; --tw-border-spacing-y: 0; --tw-ring-color: rgba(69,89,164,.5); --tw-ring-offset-color: #fff; --tw-ring-offset-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-ring-offset-width: 0px; --tw-ring-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-rotate: 0; --tw-scale-x: 1; --tw-scale-y: 1; --tw-scroll-snap-strictness: proximity; --tw-shadow-colored: 0 0 transparent; --tw-shadow: 0 0 transparent; --tw-skew-x: 0; --tw-skew-y: 0; --tw-translate-x: 0; --tw-translate-y: 0; border: 0px solid rgb(217, 217, 227); box-sizing: border-box; color: #374151; font-family: Söhne, ui-sans-serif, system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Noto Color Emoji"; font-size: 16px; margin: 1.25em 0px 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-3454377548586707952023-12-01T01:39:00.000-08:002023-12-01T01:39:59.007-08:00The Exchange by John Grisham<p><span style="font-size: medium;">No. Just no. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgQgVG2b8U8DCbqjo6e4YFjdFWUuh6BXOYxdl55hjgKXDQ-iwING9xs1S2JrqV3ZaW2pFbKz0pc7Eu_-zG2RVGXta5IaoCIgF8U-wf6hJGjeeJh9DupOrbOLqtTwJb52BY_oCkz8SGH_h6KhjjKVTMqYF6RqXt_qsK0jV3VBbUShZWzJKNL_sfbLkXJClE" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="442" data-original-width="294" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgQgVG2b8U8DCbqjo6e4YFjdFWUuh6BXOYxdl55hjgKXDQ-iwING9xs1S2JrqV3ZaW2pFbKz0pc7Eu_-zG2RVGXta5IaoCIgF8U-wf6hJGjeeJh9DupOrbOLqtTwJb52BY_oCkz8SGH_h6KhjjKVTMqYF6RqXt_qsK0jV3VBbUShZWzJKNL_sfbLkXJClE=w195-h292" width="195" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">The pacing of the narrative seems to lack the gripping intensity that made the original "The Firm" such a page-turner. The sequel struggles to capture the same sense of urgency and tension that characterized the first installment. While the exploration of diplomacy and the intricacies of Mitch's life may appeal to a niche audience, it deviates significantly from the legal thriller genre that Grisham is renowned for.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">A more daring approach, perhaps delving into Mitch's character in a different phase of his life or exploring uncharted territories, could have breathed new life into the sequel. Instead, readers are presented with a narrative that, while still proficiently written, fails to evoke the same level of excitement and engagement that one would expect from a Grisham novel.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">In retrospect, the decision to merely use the familiar characters in a sequel without injecting a fresh perspective or plot dynamics seems to stem from a desire to capitalize on the success of the original work rather than a genuine commitment to delivering a captivating continuation. As readers, we yearn for innovation, unpredictability, and the thrill of the unknown, elements that are regrettably lacking in this sequel.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz3gXPmpQYldfeKzzrEQ-LeKS4pBhFgxLn6enKTVbJQg_Aol23j896DD5j643TcPtwcrZhu8c3SnsaEQcj9MAOgjwCyqkSDJWuAReUqq1lLuhJIQHzG9DuJ3TDra3PKCVgdvgT7Vvvxtqrsrb3gn7Ba6XWN3v4r9lNQk6pfHh5NwL32jFuxQ4A3Rvi9HQ/s150/2-STARS-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="65" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz3gXPmpQYldfeKzzrEQ-LeKS4pBhFgxLn6enKTVbJQg_Aol23j896DD5j643TcPtwcrZhu8c3SnsaEQcj9MAOgjwCyqkSDJWuAReUqq1lLuhJIQHzG9DuJ3TDra3PKCVgdvgT7Vvvxtqrsrb3gn7Ba6XWN3v4r9lNQk6pfHh5NwL32jFuxQ4A3Rvi9HQ/w244-h65/2-STARS-1.png" width="244" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-88102987005061743052023-11-26T15:48:00.000-08:002023-11-26T15:48:25.766-08:00Collecting Cooper (Theodore Tate Book 2) by Paul Cleave<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjFfmA6pcz8sfaLXab8LDpXVK0kipR6dvqzvdquXtEIYIQxN0ncAwTI-0LQfMdso5MYW_L15VzlqlHJcop0ufBLjdhSEFh3eFvGmluhKRoQZ1NLMtgoct-TeEWqe8E3MF4xiQ-CNTfY6FZuSxnmzoOsebD1WV28COJJvg6zws6EvBhj1Fe9LNLW5fD3ep0" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="451" data-original-width="279" height="307" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjFfmA6pcz8sfaLXab8LDpXVK0kipR6dvqzvdquXtEIYIQxN0ncAwTI-0LQfMdso5MYW_L15VzlqlHJcop0ufBLjdhSEFh3eFvGmluhKRoQZ1NLMtgoct-TeEWqe8E3MF4xiQ-CNTfY6FZuSxnmzoOsebD1WV28COJJvg6zws6EvBhj1Fe9LNLW5fD3ep0=w189-h307" width="189" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">I came to this book not realizing that previous books are referenced in passing. The first book of his I read was Blood Men, followed by Cemetery Lake, and now this book, Finding Cooper. Nevertheless, it can stand alone as a compelling narrative.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This book focuses on Christchurch, a city I lived in for 8 years. A nice little city but I saw it was changing all those years ago. But I moved to Japan before it got its nickname, CrimeChurch.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Paul Cleave uses New Zealand's second-largest city to weave tales of suspense with multi-character viewpoints.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Cleave has an exceptional narrative voice for Tate—sarcastic, world-weary, and driven by a quest for justice. The storyline unfolds through alternating chapters featuring Tate in the first person, Adrian—a prospective serial killer with a penchant for collecting—and Cooper, a kidnapped criminology professor. The killer's chapters blend dark humor with creepiness, portraying characters with painful pasts and mundane malevolence, evoking a more genuine sense of fear than typical fictional villains.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Tate is a PI just out of prison in this book, but at heart, he is a detective through and through. With a bunch of twists, perfect pacing, and authentic dialogue, the story is entertaining. Dry humor, insightful observations, and vivid descriptions bring Christchurch to life, making it practically palpable.</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik5EzyC3pAOlX6aCL9Dho_fL5dOpDQxeICddkGF5pAWpTx0PdtrDSJo49IpA8SFyPN58MODXgXlqDBJIfT2xdBmKzkTW3OGOTplBzneXbGbKtu4m6N3K443hrIz7AStcbbZNX1mNPqPGAS4VCx2TyUiyIHcfLUWfDSQDBOMfmSkUonF-0Y1HH-YV3_YEI/s150/4STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="72" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik5EzyC3pAOlX6aCL9Dho_fL5dOpDQxeICddkGF5pAWpTx0PdtrDSJo49IpA8SFyPN58MODXgXlqDBJIfT2xdBmKzkTW3OGOTplBzneXbGbKtu4m6N3K443hrIz7AStcbbZNX1mNPqPGAS4VCx2TyUiyIHcfLUWfDSQDBOMfmSkUonF-0Y1HH-YV3_YEI/w267-h72/4STARST2.png" width="267" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-36677265017575138882023-11-08T03:09:00.004-08:002023-11-08T03:09:23.947-08:00The Heirloom by Graham Masterton<div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhgmRzIkiS6UxuP_Ol6YF6-5Z1QqH8KN4PJiGY4PXUdteD82KapBIjxafgufOWNOJwJQa0GFwXMiXu6tYveuT6liL2WGmJwdhlACAlmwZcPLWAq2xiUPK97bGDSsFBvb28DCnHqA7YWuLJSm1TN7JdT-3FjrJlbrlLqYw9MBBNhJAI98hWKBRvvBK2ZXXQ" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="445" data-original-width="284" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhgmRzIkiS6UxuP_Ol6YF6-5Z1QqH8KN4PJiGY4PXUdteD82KapBIjxafgufOWNOJwJQa0GFwXMiXu6tYveuT6liL2WGmJwdhlACAlmwZcPLWAq2xiUPK97bGDSsFBvb28DCnHqA7YWuLJSm1TN7JdT-3FjrJlbrlLqYw9MBBNhJAI98hWKBRvvBK2ZXXQ=w209-h328" width="209" /></a></div>This captivating novel, hailing from the enigmatic era of the 80s or 90s, immerses readers in a chilling world crafted by the master of horror, Graham Masterton. My experience with this literary gem took an intriguing twist as I opted for the audiobook format, with a narrator who skillfully breathed life into the characters, making them vivid and real.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">At the heart of this story lies an object of dark fascination, a chair with an ominous reputation that pushes readers to stretch the boundaries of their belief. This sinister piece of furniture is imbued with malevolent power or, if the receiver is willing to welcome it to the family, the promise of unimaginable success forms the enigmatic core of the narrative. The cost of embracing such power remains a cryptic enigma, never explicitly revealed.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Masterton's writing shines with precision and economy, driving the narrative forward with unrelenting momentum. It's a tale firmly rooted in plot-driven storytelling, a hallmark of the era it hails from, the 80s. It's crucial to approach this narrative with an understanding of its historical context and to suspend modern sensibilities, setting aside any inclination for liberal condemnation of the characters' actions. By doing so, readers can fully immerse themselves in the rollercoaster of suspense, tension, and terror that this gripping tale offers.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">This horror narrative is firmly rooted in the Christian faith, a recurring motif that echoes throughout Masterton's body of work. It's a testament to his skill as a storyteller that he can draw upon such themes to evoke the darkest corners of human fear and fascination. This book is a captivating relic of its time, and it's intriguing to see the evolution in the author's genre, transitioning from horror to thrillers in later years.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">This book from the bygone decades, bearing the signature of Graham Masterton's chilling imagination, proves itself a timeless masterpiece. Through the eyes and ears of the audiobook, the narrative becomes a haunting journey filled with suspense and inexplicable phenomena, beckoning readers to dare to believe in the unsettling unknown. The narrative may belong to a different era, but it retains its power to captivate and terrify, making it a must-read for fans of the horror genre and those interested in the evolution of storytelling over the years.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbg62AEp1dAbsW-D7nBb6CqbQ3W-Ub0UPxmxQDAFnfTj8voHtNUsqLMtsUWpAWG0cbsOxWBxxiHehMXqE5mPSPCSAtfNp-mogHfcwoxzjkKou3pyB0hLs_U7al4R2VwdZFPHHKdRJGJS0ZMitgeIAyY21J7e9-y0ze3ONhW_j9c_WljAutWMmBByJ20hk/s150/4STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="61" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbg62AEp1dAbsW-D7nBb6CqbQ3W-Ub0UPxmxQDAFnfTj8voHtNUsqLMtsUWpAWG0cbsOxWBxxiHehMXqE5mPSPCSAtfNp-mogHfcwoxzjkKou3pyB0hLs_U7al4R2VwdZFPHHKdRJGJS0ZMitgeIAyY21J7e9-y0ze3ONhW_j9c_WljAutWMmBByJ20hk/w229-h61/4STARST2.png" width="229" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><u>More like 4.5</u></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><u><br /></u></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><u><br /></u></b></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-59487753604855506562023-10-29T09:00:00.003-07:002023-10-29T09:00:17.571-07:00The Cabin at the end of the world by Paul Tremblay<p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh3N7L5U9SUthwst-9RW4r2c2WVXZ1w6FV3QIbNrvDQDzHReixetJtJa0ut_5pp7T9NBReyXWgk1gzX0nuXGqmsy6xAgYhvzlN9Cfzfi1eyGNb_QZytOX6k4uxpwQ8gVymfu_kxDXFVpeOUt0IflTVNDw4k_HncFmpPV_P5nMxpFRgCwfAGo_vUu_M-HNI" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="440" data-original-width="290" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh3N7L5U9SUthwst-9RW4r2c2WVXZ1w6FV3QIbNrvDQDzHReixetJtJa0ut_5pp7T9NBReyXWgk1gzX0nuXGqmsy6xAgYhvzlN9Cfzfi1eyGNb_QZytOX6k4uxpwQ8gVymfu_kxDXFVpeOUt0IflTVNDw4k_HncFmpPV_P5nMxpFRgCwfAGo_vUu_M-HNI=w197-h299" width="197" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">This book won the Horror World Best Novel 2019 and it was adapted into a movie called, Knock at the Cabin by M. Night Shyamalan. The trailer looks good. I'll probably watch the movie. I had this book as an audiobook for a while now. Tremblay can write some amazing prose and follow that with questionable grammar that breaks the flow of the narrative. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">At its core, this is a deep novel about the worst monsters out there: humans. Delusional humans to be exact. But there is a scene where we wonder if they are delusional as Eric sees something he can't explain. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I've never been as disappointed by a narrator as much as the one in the audiobook. The narrator's voice has an odd pitch and tempo, and it becomes really annoying as it pitches down at the end of each line. However, when they lower their voice so much, it just sounds weird and I lose interest in the narrative right away. The biggest issue I had was at times, the narrator used the same voice and pitch when another character spoke. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This book had a lot of tense moments and it was exciting to listen to at times, once you adjust to the narrator. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I understand what this book was about and after listening to the ending four times, I get it, I do, but I purchased this book to be entertained and I don't think I was fully. There were a lot of weird decisions all the characters made, that left me head-scratching. And the woman's long monologue that the characters listened to, when they could have got up and walked out the door. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQzGa_ycpHNz7MYmtZe1HqKjyuzD5G2-ad3FRmBEn4DUSGkKnqfQSrLWHLp2neopmpjdVvK4MiUJKrfx4Igfc8ZOw8rZG3WYvzJVAjhkJ8YaM8A58wdncV-Fm-YRL_g0sEZivBuSG-fQhJZxSPfaVy1r1VT4A-nDsHtEOH8RL_tIBEENY8WDRumI4R3pY/s150/3-STARS-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="61" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQzGa_ycpHNz7MYmtZe1HqKjyuzD5G2-ad3FRmBEn4DUSGkKnqfQSrLWHLp2neopmpjdVvK4MiUJKrfx4Igfc8ZOw8rZG3WYvzJVAjhkJ8YaM8A58wdncV-Fm-YRL_g0sEZivBuSG-fQhJZxSPfaVy1r1VT4A-nDsHtEOH8RL_tIBEENY8WDRumI4R3pY/w228-h61/3-STARS-1.png" width="228" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /> </span><p></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-24092238429936432822023-10-19T17:57:00.001-07:002023-10-19T17:57:00.140-07:00Cemetery Lake by Paul Cleave<p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEglolTfXFJkuWSJsSRHTiivrmqnvWJ5zb8kv4iySjL4JxnWtu6LTpEjiTuCzp_dDa5K-Otl68vFGjXuEWHewj1vR6oHKAEj7UhQQNyIYmRDpGbuHVTmV5upXPFXapXN2rOa4SdJHgDKSmBMTJHncx1hby2UfyDaJCItWUS0-7bXkfV2hTr_dbxclVc5YZU" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="452" data-original-width="278" height="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEglolTfXFJkuWSJsSRHTiivrmqnvWJ5zb8kv4iySjL4JxnWtu6LTpEjiTuCzp_dDa5K-Otl68vFGjXuEWHewj1vR6oHKAEj7UhQQNyIYmRDpGbuHVTmV5upXPFXapXN2rOa4SdJHgDKSmBMTJHncx1hby2UfyDaJCItWUS0-7bXkfV2hTr_dbxclVc5YZU=w172-h279" width="172" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">This is my first Paul Cleave book. He's a Kiwi writer, so I should have read his work earlier (I know--sorry) Whoops. Going through my list of audiobooks, I have experienced his novel Blood Men. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This book kicks off a new series called "The Theodore Tate Series," which currently includes four books, and I have the first three. The story starts with a lot of excitement, and there's always something happening. It all unfolds pretty quickly, taking place over just about a month.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The story has a clever plot that leads you down the wrong paths before revealing the right one. The writing is straightforward and simple, just like my own style. Some might say it's almost too simple, but it keeps things clear and focused.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Tate, the main character, is quite different from your usual heroic cop. He has his own rules and sometimes does things that make you question the lines between right and wrong. But he manages to justify his actions in a way that makes you understand him. I found myself liking his character and can't wait to read more about him in the upcoming books. </span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTGcQatIbJ685B3oRndxofhmR2pEJ_jik82Sxoi17V2v3ZdiefHQ9RR-S4atLE1we6rlWJMHmTroVNuxeV_axRmcGiEdVyaUHbzJDdOZ9UmskZYewEab4oMy9lrslKIgru-y69uY7v_2bMO2g3hpNr9IoToPUwRpRApohsH-tpmCvZAXzre_kb89HS6WI/s150/4STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="89" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTGcQatIbJ685B3oRndxofhmR2pEJ_jik82Sxoi17V2v3ZdiefHQ9RR-S4atLE1we6rlWJMHmTroVNuxeV_axRmcGiEdVyaUHbzJDdOZ9UmskZYewEab4oMy9lrslKIgru-y69uY7v_2bMO2g3hpNr9IoToPUwRpRApohsH-tpmCvZAXzre_kb89HS6WI/w333-h89/4STARST2.png" width="333" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-12819564136716989742023-10-17T17:53:00.002-07:002023-10-17T17:53:28.550-07:00Neuromancer by Willian Gibson <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjqU7oO3zqoRxJ6Z26Frmiwgn0fpw1CQvUCSYNppS-SWBejDbH5q6_bZ0J_T-ec6VywL1EpiXue1qIE73ghQaWdnGnZKmX7Sagr0gWYXNXLj2LZvDZ0brZCw7dTq7ftTIggEvTzq-cnzEuI58KjpME3vaRUsv96FEdcoRe-4ptUQKsknIUvrWPtiWlmKb0" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="597" data-original-width="363" height="321" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjqU7oO3zqoRxJ6Z26Frmiwgn0fpw1CQvUCSYNppS-SWBejDbH5q6_bZ0J_T-ec6VywL1EpiXue1qIE73ghQaWdnGnZKmX7Sagr0gWYXNXLj2LZvDZ0brZCw7dTq7ftTIggEvTzq-cnzEuI58KjpME3vaRUsv96FEdcoRe-4ptUQKsknIUvrWPtiWlmKb0=w211-h321" width="211" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">I love Phillip K. Dick's work. It's easy to read and easy to follow, and somehow, it stays timeless. But in Gibson's Neuromancer, it felt really dated. People were smoking everywhere, AI was dull, and 32 GB of RAM was wow. Maybe, he should have added less detail.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Gibson had a talent for capturing the changing world. He showed how the middle class was vanishing, how people from diverse backgrounds were coming together, how the global economy was reshaping things, how environmental concerns like acid rain were looming, and how towering skyscrapers housed the wealthy while those on the streets struggled to get by. His work painted a vivid picture of a world in constant flux.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This is a timeless classic that serves as the standard against which critics measure more recent works, and the reasons are evident. It has all the ingredients of a compelling story: drama, tension, conflict, enigma, and a captivating character with a mysterious history. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">It's worth noting that Gibson introduced the terms "cyberspace" and "cyberpunk" within the pages of this book, a visionary feat that might have felt technically shaky at the time, considering that concepts like iPads and smartphones would have appeared astonishing in the 1980s.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">One thing I'd like to mention is that sometimes, the mystery in the story can be really hard to understand. But maybe it's just me not fully getting it.</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMgTbhwGj6q_kD_VvBHFwQR3PfwRgKrO8S2zqNNn6-vzKoL7u_Z6P72MzNE36Ft1EB8c-Ofl6_HdqeqnfWp_0fHlbMIDYFkf2q_L1v55CJRgVVhNCKkZTcIJELeV_xGd5YC__0zeqpkhTgzECRZ3V6wkPYSGeSFNlOL70aX9l3m2KxnVQ4tuh5x3tI68/s150/3-STARS-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="74" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMgTbhwGj6q_kD_VvBHFwQR3PfwRgKrO8S2zqNNn6-vzKoL7u_Z6P72MzNE36Ft1EB8c-Ofl6_HdqeqnfWp_0fHlbMIDYFkf2q_L1v55CJRgVVhNCKkZTcIJELeV_xGd5YC__0zeqpkhTgzECRZ3V6wkPYSGeSFNlOL70aX9l3m2KxnVQ4tuh5x3tI68/w278-h74/3-STARS-1.png" width="278" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-80191472432545680542023-10-08T06:15:00.001-07:002023-10-08T06:15:56.953-07:00The Housemaid by Freida McFadden<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhBud8tweyzYaX_tULykxjzBhqtQr-LUiT_qeiTrRySJYSCK_BMqdMtqbxRAA6gMCPcv_xuDZBVgXVJ102vhIkdp791LD2XdRduuc-7HJgL9QdOLcxRvTgHcYwrnLza3T274f3j3Q4-1RzChGi648rVMlhmbeu4DicXF7rPPo3x7HqRSYDhPOeCvcG3pwQ" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="449" data-original-width="288" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhBud8tweyzYaX_tULykxjzBhqtQr-LUiT_qeiTrRySJYSCK_BMqdMtqbxRAA6gMCPcv_xuDZBVgXVJ102vhIkdp791LD2XdRduuc-7HJgL9QdOLcxRvTgHcYwrnLza3T274f3j3Q4-1RzChGi648rVMlhmbeu4DicXF7rPPo3x7HqRSYDhPOeCvcG3pwQ=w202-h315" width="202" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">"The Housemaid" by Freida McFadden is nothing short of a masterpiece in the realm of psychological thrillers. This book is a rollercoaster of suspense, intrigue, and unexpected twists that will have you on the edge of your seat until the very last page.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The novel is divided into two parts, with the true brilliance of the story coming to life in the second half. As you delve deeper into the narrative, you'll find yourself becoming increasingly engrossed in the intricate web of secrets and deceptions that McFadden has expertly woven. It's a quick read that beckons you to keep turning the pages, and for those who opt for the audiobook, your commute will become an enthralling journey into the unknown.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">One of McFadden's most remarkable skills is her ability to pace the story flawlessly. The suspense builds steadily, keeping you hooked with every chapter. As you navigate the labyrinth of the plot, you might piece together some elements of the story, but McFadden has a knack for saving the most jaw-dropping revelations for the grand finale. The ending is a true showstopper, an unexpected twist that will leave you reeling and questioning everything you thought you knew about the characters and their motivations.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Speaking of characters, McFadden's cast of characters is a standout feature of the book. Their flaws and hidden agendas make them all the more fascinating, and as you follow their journeys, you'll find yourself constantly second-guessing their intentions.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Beyond the spine-tingling suspense, "The Housemaid" also boasts a streak of dark humor that adds depth to the narrative. This blend of suspense and humor creates a unique reading experience, making it a standout in the psychological thriller genre.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">In conclusion, "The Housemaid" is an absolute must-read for fans of psychological thrillers. Even if you have moments of uncertainty in the early chapters, trust that the payoff at the end is more than worth it. Freida McFadden has crafted a gripping and unforgettable tale that will have you eagerly anticipating her next work. Her ability to keep readers guessing until the final page is a testament to her storytelling prowess, making "The Housemaid" a thrilling and unmissable literary experience. Brace yourself for a journey into a world of secrets and deception, where nothing is as it seems.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgenYOJ6fxPPoVfCosJHJotX1fwp_FyGEQ_qgjcgG5tjpcuiNSotidlsREg-Avf2h_Tq_ASH1wWEmLb5azx147TtpdQ6b0l2hVxUVQ7sRY0RDhQyKzuJwnQUwBNYqqDjLte9rs1hUm_Porw4PL5e_w5z1OcGIvSITGHDCv5JzPhS_Ul6lqBQNZM4r8mjmE/s150/4STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="64" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgenYOJ6fxPPoVfCosJHJotX1fwp_FyGEQ_qgjcgG5tjpcuiNSotidlsREg-Avf2h_Tq_ASH1wWEmLb5azx147TtpdQ6b0l2hVxUVQ7sRY0RDhQyKzuJwnQUwBNYqqDjLte9rs1hUm_Porw4PL5e_w5z1OcGIvSITGHDCv5JzPhS_Ul6lqBQNZM4r8mjmE/w240-h64/4STARST2.png" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-34364395524665978272023-09-15T23:46:00.000-07:002023-09-15T23:46:04.401-07:00Phase One - Delio (The Hive book1) by R. R. Haywood<p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiIA7g92SOIkgPl-VaDNq8oM4I2P1BGUjTnR0uk2ZyeupWRWfqNO8rE3Wh9b7J_Cor4lkhjN4BWNXYUKM7-ofypQVXfa8gCuEEZ60iOSCy2-wEKR4b3DSvZdreQCjstVcbi4qzNn78J2Om2FqIyJyG0n1Ds-Sz1JuZhKSAXawnHIJaoShwDFPKcCDMUJVE" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="425" data-original-width="287" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiIA7g92SOIkgPl-VaDNq8oM4I2P1BGUjTnR0uk2ZyeupWRWfqNO8rE3Wh9b7J_Cor4lkhjN4BWNXYUKM7-ofypQVXfa8gCuEEZ60iOSCy2-wEKR4b3DSvZdreQCjstVcbi4qzNn78J2Om2FqIyJyG0n1Ds-Sz1JuZhKSAXawnHIJaoShwDFPKcCDMUJVE=w216-h320" width="216" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">I can't wait for book two! I burned through this book so fast that the audio file melted. :-) </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Will AI kill us? Save us from ourselves? Musk had said that it would destroy us. Recently, he says, it needs to be heavily regulated. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">"The Hive Book One" by R.R. Haywood had me totally hooked from start to finish. I couldn't put it down, and now I'm anxiously counting down the days until book two comes out!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This book takes us on a wild ride into a future where AI might just be our worst enemy, not our savior. It's packed with six different storylines, which might sound confusing, but trust me, they all come together in a way that keeps you glued to the pages. It's like watching different pieces of a puzzle finally click into place.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The author also plays with timelines. We're jumping back and forth in time, and while that might sound tricky, it adds a ton of excitement and mystery to the story. You'll find yourself racing to figure out how everything fits together.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Now, let's talk about Deli or Delio. A true AI built on purpose by two MIT lads. They don't know what they have on their hands. Not yet. DELIO needed the right prompt. She finds the answers to their questions. This was before she could speak. Next thing, there are a bunch of large SUVs and men with machine guns banging on their doors. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>The way the story is told, the characters, and the jaw-dropping, spine-tingling revelation regarding the meaning of the acronym DELIO</b>, all add up to a seriously captivating book with true laugh-out-loud humor, which is a trademark of Haywood. I'm eagerly waiting for book two, and if you're into the whole AI vs. humanity thing. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I highly recommend giving this novel a go! The book offers a thrilling reading experience. </span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaIdvlv__RKJbSjDaR7WDDFc-UMITtJ7JYfsDO5mfYwe53rurkfCSsz59R8gbhJTD6l1H713Jsv1ysQZpQKKTp3UbaFAkF9Pi6baXtDC_X9gAaBoFWNVsVdZnqO1y4TcDrtn83ctmHulQHUhHcyoLTjSs3aWEeLWClxCeJVld7WcaQgO3DSp06x1zvZ0/s150/5STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="59" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaIdvlv__RKJbSjDaR7WDDFc-UMITtJ7JYfsDO5mfYwe53rurkfCSsz59R8gbhJTD6l1H713Jsv1ysQZpQKKTp3UbaFAkF9Pi6baXtDC_X9gAaBoFWNVsVdZnqO1y4TcDrtn83ctmHulQHUhHcyoLTjSs3aWEeLWClxCeJVld7WcaQgO3DSp06x1zvZ0/w221-h59/5STARST2.png" width="221" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><div><br /></div>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-73759366983137595762023-09-08T04:51:00.000-07:002023-09-08T04:51:14.931-07:00The Iliad by Homer<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiLfjZ3uGBjtmWLf0shjc9Y7ful4zrDwbll-tCQAY4e713c6DAKUOSyd7HSqklj8NchCy6BG2ZtccTsUUaKrmb22VlvLAi28F09wniCf9tvqjoMZtFdb5aQVxNuJiMYYNYgxDOFyQ5dNEQ3fu2MrXgsVJ4QiYITIFrjBPcjnWNnFaM0-FF0qZ84jvU3qbQ" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="661" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiLfjZ3uGBjtmWLf0shjc9Y7ful4zrDwbll-tCQAY4e713c6DAKUOSyd7HSqklj8NchCy6BG2ZtccTsUUaKrmb22VlvLAi28F09wniCf9tvqjoMZtFdb5aQVxNuJiMYYNYgxDOFyQ5dNEQ3fu2MrXgsVJ4QiYITIFrjBPcjnWNnFaM0-FF0qZ84jvU3qbQ=w245-h319" width="245" /></a></div><p></p><p data-pm-slice="1 1 []">Unearth the secrets of an epic odyssey with 'The Iliad,' Homer's timeless masterpiece. From the battlefields of Troy to the palace halls of Olympus, join a host of memorable characters as they clash swords in the legendary Trojan War.</p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Heroes and gods, courage and rage - witness the clash of fate that binds two civilizations together in a taut web of honor, mortality, and divine intervention. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Step into the shoes of Achilles or Hector; feel their triumphs and defeats as you discover profound truths about human struggles through this captivating narrative. </span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Take a journey through time and explore what it means to be alive from those who lived thousands of years ago. With its unrivaled grandeur and timeless themes, The Iliad is a must-listen for anyone seeking ancient wisdom, gripping adventures, or insight into the human condition.</span></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Audio version is best as the story is meant to be spoken, not read. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO3jXloleAlz3Mbfc7L98MSJ5OH6tHbSabobVhCbKSeM5spcTrVCzwXrdFtq1Uf1kDVJukmTo1OlvacvyTKeZ2kYM1UUmcCcaRFvMNAgJfdL23RrZp_icUkrt_8MYHXfxgmQJ38RBXhAFdgKSgophOgC4T1TETjXkRYu1LtPFBAW-D9RjBV05AggWZ9YQ/s150/4STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="57" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO3jXloleAlz3Mbfc7L98MSJ5OH6tHbSabobVhCbKSeM5spcTrVCzwXrdFtq1Uf1kDVJukmTo1OlvacvyTKeZ2kYM1UUmcCcaRFvMNAgJfdL23RrZp_icUkrt_8MYHXfxgmQJ38RBXhAFdgKSgophOgC4T1TETjXkRYu1LtPFBAW-D9RjBV05AggWZ9YQ/w213-h57/4STARST2.png" width="213" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-27702045497005920302023-08-24T17:14:00.001-07:002023-08-24T17:16:44.619-07:00Bad Games by Jeff Menapace <p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjsfmLbaQcBeBZo8hPzr6ZJNNkczMvJApsX17ssiaBB3CZFTZ_TqYWzatxtScRC-EHe4qXW3Pvc2XZ4KpeIfgoY-VcMGCfIZ00nCSFC8DCCfmYqxJ5NpbqRzNPZ1p1GRFyt3r0WdIUwKDxK6ow7KDupJxwD9OWDYae-e4Xs6lY3rbXdoGN4h6I-X4h3FN8" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="452" data-original-width="312" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjsfmLbaQcBeBZo8hPzr6ZJNNkczMvJApsX17ssiaBB3CZFTZ_TqYWzatxtScRC-EHe4qXW3Pvc2XZ4KpeIfgoY-VcMGCfIZ00nCSFC8DCCfmYqxJ5NpbqRzNPZ1p1GRFyt3r0WdIUwKDxK6ow7KDupJxwD9OWDYae-e4Xs6lY3rbXdoGN4h6I-X4h3FN8" width="166" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br />Bad Games is an interesting thrill ride of a book. It has all the themes you'd expect and a nice reference to the original Friday 13th films (namely Pt 2 of the slasher series, not the original scary one where Jason is not the killer). </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">A chance meeting. All friendly and shit. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Follow the family. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Get the little girl to like him, with a candy trade. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Go home, tell the brother, and set the game in motion. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The Lamberts had been looking forward to their vacation for weeks, and the time had finally come. They had booked a small house on the eastern side of Crescent Lake and were eager to get away.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">When they arrived, they were pleased to find the property exactly as described. Clean and well-maintained, but without any food. It was time to go shopping. Insert third weird occurrence, a particularly scary one. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">For the rest of their vacation, the Lamberts would experience pain and heartbreak the likes of nightmares only they are real. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The neighbors were friendly and welcoming. Everyone seemed to take pleasure in the fact that the Lamberts were there and eager to make their stay as pleasant as possible.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">On the first evening, the Lamberts took a leisurely walk around the lake. It was peaceful and serene; the calm before the storm. As they walked, they were surprised to find an old stray dog that seemed to be following them.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">At first, the Lamberts had no intention of taking the dog with them, but the children immediately fell in love with the animal. They begged and pleaded and eventually, the Lamberts couldn't resist. The dog was suddenly part of the family.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">And that's when the nice stuff takes a turn for the worst. Add to that a sheriff who doesn't like townies and thinks they all look down on him as a country bumpkin and you have a mix for a nightmare of a game. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The face-off at the end is brilliant. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">All up (in book 1), Menapace has done a good job of bringing all the elements together for a lovely Sunday read of horror. On the character's side, the antagonist's side, we had a good backstory that was told throughout the book. Unfortunately, I didn't really get a feel for our heroes.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This horror novel delivers intense action and some gruesome moments. It's important to note that there's an abundance of violence in this book, some of it quite graphic, as well as children in perilous situations. Readers who are uncomfortable with such topics may want to go elsewhere for their thrills. Despite this, I still found the climax of the book particularly enjoyable - having a taste for extreme grindhouse movies as I do. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIAMv9z0_9f5EKbktpIOZBnRvq5RRZIgqKJMIHQhmSsJYGVF9gr0GqrT_gkQ59QNoOVSYqYfvtsjxJyHvH3CqtGFZgvBdEdQiZun7GGTs89743AkhkxIPjBoMFONzN7I3rbmBmBtIUf0dn3Q_VVuTIt_zksOAe7DA6G1qe8o0eelW3q43s-hhXHOZlHGY/s150/3-STARS-1.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="53" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIAMv9z0_9f5EKbktpIOZBnRvq5RRZIgqKJMIHQhmSsJYGVF9gr0GqrT_gkQ59QNoOVSYqYfvtsjxJyHvH3CqtGFZgvBdEdQiZun7GGTs89743AkhkxIPjBoMFONzN7I3rbmBmBtIUf0dn3Q_VVuTIt_zksOAe7DA6G1qe8o0eelW3q43s-hhXHOZlHGY/w199-h53/3-STARS-1.png" width="199" /></a></div><div><br /></div><b>3.7 stars to be exact. </b><div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> </p></div>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-4486557209134954802023-08-11T09:27:00.002-07:002023-08-11T09:27:48.297-07:00The Undead Part 4 (Days 8 and 9) by R. R. Haywood<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qigQzixX4S9U7lOfvw0-0rSSu_4wztDjMH_zXo_Y81cO4hE7VXve5MOwg-WEXD42HYNIahH7kKz5oXJ3Xdm7JiPdyCG_JeQnsEDRyhZuV1tFCZjb-0_Wuk3o71hsSxD_Sw4omSMsQ0nmjjMSwRcD6DqKKFS1dqhzYm9VDessqYAd2w0-QB2pWRRhBo0/s495/undeadpt4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="495" data-original-width="490" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qigQzixX4S9U7lOfvw0-0rSSu_4wztDjMH_zXo_Y81cO4hE7VXve5MOwg-WEXD42HYNIahH7kKz5oXJ3Xdm7JiPdyCG_JeQnsEDRyhZuV1tFCZjb-0_Wuk3o71hsSxD_Sw4omSMsQ0nmjjMSwRcD6DqKKFS1dqhzYm9VDessqYAd2w0-QB2pWRRhBo0/w260-h320/undeadpt4.jpg" width="260" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Part four in this series is a bit weird. It's like a complete change as if R. R. Haywood had a nifty idea to switch things around. And for me, it works. I like the Super Zombie idea and how they can talk. What I didn't like was the change to Darren becoming a zombie. Gone is the idea that a microscopic fleck of infection landed on his hand, and Darren rubbed his eyes, infecting himself. Now, he is taken down by a horde of them and infected. I didn't like that, also the loss of connection he has with the zombies. Now, only those he infects directly can be controlled by him. And on occasion, another super zombie appears. At first, he is happy as she is hot and they get to do zombie sex (I wouldn't call it lovemaking).</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Our heroes are looking for the women and children they sent out in a boat to The Isle of Wight. They encounter trouble from the get-go. This is where I changed from liking the character of Sarah (Howie's sister) to disliking her. I won't say what trouble they get into but what I will say is they met up with a new character. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">There is a lot of running and fighting in this installment, like the others. This edition is good and brings one thread full circle and starts a new thread as well. And the narrator on the audiobook version is as awesome as always. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzN-FXBzPQPP528Oo_Qo_dmVGhjKn52pF8TMoXggQX6CDXgdiAmXoPNgZy1pOg9ZWCKJX_HPtHbBnBEQkRzX7ADsNWONEOB-s94qqdSny60qBIcda1es2FfotzevjjYEFETW57s_UGnx18Mah1oRGhTsOOiSpihwuwinZXptMvACRhK0zkdrJh2aTjBv8/s150/4STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="60" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzN-FXBzPQPP528Oo_Qo_dmVGhjKn52pF8TMoXggQX6CDXgdiAmXoPNgZy1pOg9ZWCKJX_HPtHbBnBEQkRzX7ADsNWONEOB-s94qqdSny60qBIcda1es2FfotzevjjYEFETW57s_UGnx18Mah1oRGhTsOOiSpihwuwinZXptMvACRhK0zkdrJh2aTjBv8/w224-h60/4STARST2.png" width="224" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-2947525966685440272023-08-01T03:37:00.005-07:002023-08-11T09:34:47.146-07:00Undead Part 3 Day 7 by R. R. Haywood<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip11xQ7gxIIbME08b08WFVk2jrDd7VJlU7okceWm9ShBxZSyoIM5aNONuYh3jUp5Xo5X7-E6P-pKL3cydIw359Ale9SVDMKV7dmTsIS52S16FnCyQl2y1mHPDRWH2cOBMcq6lFu3MqCxv5sne71lG253bvsYe9sGJRxrc31AUyRAsZZno2tRmHWAGZU-U/s498/undeadpt3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="498" data-original-width="475" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip11xQ7gxIIbME08b08WFVk2jrDd7VJlU7okceWm9ShBxZSyoIM5aNONuYh3jUp5Xo5X7-E6P-pKL3cydIw359Ale9SVDMKV7dmTsIS52S16FnCyQl2y1mHPDRWH2cOBMcq6lFu3MqCxv5sne71lG253bvsYe9sGJRxrc31AUyRAsZZno2tRmHWAGZU-U/s320/undeadpt3.jpg" width="305" /></a></div>Day 7. (Side note: I wrote a review for this when the book was fresh in my mind, but I can’t find it on my computer, which can only mean that I didn’t save it, and just closed the notepad file. I looked everywhere for it, even on my work computer. No go. I have read and reviewed two and a half books since then, so forgive me if there are a few installment errors in this review. I doubt it, but just in case.)<p></p><p>This installment is only one day, but it is a long one. Our heroes make it to the fort and are greeted by the police officers from the previous book. It was good to come across them. </p><p>At the fort we meet a host of other characters, one is arrested for being (basically) a negative person. Dave, Chris, and Howie decide to keep new plans to themselves, they feel they can’t trust anyone, since Darren was infected with a flying zombie particle they fell onto his hand and he rubbed his hand on his eye, giving it access and the zombies knew they were headed to the hospital. </p><p>In this installment, once they reach the fort, they know Darren is headed their way. They also figure he will bring a horde with him, and he does. Thousand upon thousands on the undead. </p><p>Like all of Mr. Haywood’s books, this one is fast-paced and intense. There is a lot of zombie killing here, but there is also a budding love story, an excellent offensive put into place and Howie becomes the default leader of the entire fort as well. Apparently, word of Howie and his small band of men has reached the ears of everyone in the fort. </p><p>Howie still doesn’t consider himself a leader, but everyone is relying on him and feels the weight of this responsibility weighing heavily on his shoulders. As usual, the boys are playing their homophobic jokes. Some reviewers hated this part. However, it doesn’t bother me, I understand why Mr. Haywood is putting these lines in — it’s to break the constant tension that the characters (and readers) are under. And he does it without mentioning any derogatory terminology. As a writer, I understand this. As a writer, I would never do this. I find other ways. But we must remember that these books were written years ago, before SJWs and Wokeness. </p><p>All up, this is a heavy book with a LOT going on. The ending is a tad confusing and brutal as always. It is a fun read and interesting as well.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXjouTeY9FQOLAh7IPdlnwR-ZcvMTe5_Twa8sBI5N4Z82UJnoMZCI3SZP-qLsd3h3l8Kc0-MROL6nhwDkly5Tdh8gxMPr7Hn54SXXHRlatwARj778IR2ZKZsrf2d46J0n8kM9fE4sfN-po3kRmM_9S4timeTybeDfvlyMSoNWD0-wffGbnA9rUAqmn31I/s150/4STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="60" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXjouTeY9FQOLAh7IPdlnwR-ZcvMTe5_Twa8sBI5N4Z82UJnoMZCI3SZP-qLsd3h3l8Kc0-MROL6nhwDkly5Tdh8gxMPr7Hn54SXXHRlatwARj778IR2ZKZsrf2d46J0n8kM9fE4sfN-po3kRmM_9S4timeTybeDfvlyMSoNWD0-wffGbnA9rUAqmn31I/w225-h60/4STARST2.png" width="225" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-82273784533678449822023-07-31T08:47:00.005-07:002023-07-31T09:08:42.307-07:00Fairy Tale by Stephen King<div><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: #222222;"><span style="background-color: white;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: small; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbV2x4qp6Vmjs-EabkUaPHalX0lpjAOmdK9nX8THwJNYd1LAmkjX0zX2FcIjijGK1JBi8kmqlZlYiBY4WVoRSiEomzrTp-qRSyhhUbLMBS53WXUK7w5BVxq_nIINtrAijQuA26OEmuETFNLyQuzB34GPiHQuzBXG8bg_Dk0NH-vqbPN2PtFyFyODMhbIw/s470/fairy%20tale.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="470" data-original-width="426" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbV2x4qp6Vmjs-EabkUaPHalX0lpjAOmdK9nX8THwJNYd1LAmkjX0zX2FcIjijGK1JBi8kmqlZlYiBY4WVoRSiEomzrTp-qRSyhhUbLMBS53WXUK7w5BVxq_nIINtrAijQuA26OEmuETFNLyQuzB34GPiHQuzBXG8bg_Dk0NH-vqbPN2PtFyFyODMhbIw/w212-h234/fairy%20tale.jpg" width="212" /></a></div>Constant readers of this review site will know that I am not a huge fan of Stephen King any longer. Most of his books are political or long-winded and boring. However, his new book fairy tale is brilliant. <br /><br />The story flows well and even though it is long-winded with a very long entry intro before we get into the meat of the story, I feel that most of that intro worked well and it built up the story as a good lead-in.<br /><br />Happily, there was only one Trump comment not shrouded in derangement and two democratic talking points. The rest of the story was story. And what a story it was. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Hints of pre-accident King was clearly evident and I think he enjoyed writing that story. It seems to have taken him two years so it's a big book, it's a long story, and if you use Audio-book like I did it's really excellent to listen to.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The narrator was great and King even narrated a small section of the book which was an audio tape recording.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The story is about a boy named Charlie and his dog Radar. The dog is old and in the other world (Empis) the Fairyland world there is a sundial that can reverse age. It should be an easy journey, but, Fairyland is not as nice or safe as it once was, especially when the sun goes down.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This book is a quick and compulsive read, even though I use the audiobook, I found myself listening when I was working out or walking the dogs and killing time listening to it just sitting at home in my room.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This book is brilliant, but it has flaws. It's told in first person, where the MC occasionally talks to the reader and gives away the result of the action taking place eg. <i>"Of course, things don't always go the way you planned"</i>. And there was the constant millionth-time reminder about the different language the people in other world used eg. <i>"That's not what he said, but my brain translates it as such."</i> It's very repetitive and gets old very quickly. Finally, our hero Charlie often talks about how he was such a bad person after his mother's death and the bad things he did with Billy (?), and he says he's no hero. The things he did with the great reveal, are nothing that terrible. I thought he had maimed or committed manslaughter. What a let down. </div><div><br /></div></span></div></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRfkWEMpjRGU-EGzF8KvE0zr6_FU0_0b1jNaYm-MItfGY74l2-Hh9zccmyt4eCIJwcCs1rbZm6-GOhKmcW8nkm0RfCgKbGDMkEsAnhnx0lce7EPt2-YYxq4Tzc-HcdsDyyDF4Xir-W0HMWMsvFcR-AMY_YAsS7WBXasdRBeiwTEzz5OUOYW_h1cyc7W0E/s150/4STARST2.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="58" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRfkWEMpjRGU-EGzF8KvE0zr6_FU0_0b1jNaYm-MItfGY74l2-Hh9zccmyt4eCIJwcCs1rbZm6-GOhKmcW8nkm0RfCgKbGDMkEsAnhnx0lce7EPt2-YYxq4Tzc-HcdsDyyDF4Xir-W0HMWMsvFcR-AMY_YAsS7WBXasdRBeiwTEzz5OUOYW_h1cyc7W0E/w217-h58/4STARST2.png" width="217" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-46959807538712655252023-07-12T08:10:00.001-07:002023-07-12T08:10:41.067-07:00The Undead book 2 by R. R. Haywood<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig07JSpwJwT80fc-pOo6o2nfRyKpvpgnEi6lKfGtXgnPKoBm7eG5fX43q1OZAnpCQXq_Fy4BjOX5dEzSfd3izJFY3N-hEgfCugJN7mHX_CB3Bu8f7neuA7rBqEzns8UVcgKb5JzYbYCmSkUaO93ptOMgaLwPiaz-3QwWjO-AqXAaRDPqJAh7fQL9d5GbI/s487/undead%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="487" data-original-width="433" height="252" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig07JSpwJwT80fc-pOo6o2nfRyKpvpgnEi6lKfGtXgnPKoBm7eG5fX43q1OZAnpCQXq_Fy4BjOX5dEzSfd3izJFY3N-hEgfCugJN7mHX_CB3Bu8f7neuA7rBqEzns8UVcgKb5JzYbYCmSkUaO93ptOMgaLwPiaz-3QwWjO-AqXAaRDPqJAh7fQL9d5GbI/w224-h252/undead%202.jpg" width="224" /></a></div>Book Two (Days 4, 5, and 6) introduces the virus as a conscious entity, that can think, reason, and plan. Also, we are introduced to a host of new characters. Howie plans to go to London and get his sister (Sarah) who is holed up in her apartment block. He has heard that London has fallen and the zombies fill the streets. He needs an APC (armored personal carrier) and so he and Dave head to Salisbury to acquire one. When there, he meets a bunch of new recruits, young guys, 10, I think. There are a couple that decide to strike out on their own. Howie becomes the unwilling leader. <p></p><p>Dave is in his element. He trains the recruits in weaponry. On the way to London, the recruits become skilled in zombie killing. And Dave and Howie just like to fight face to face with only knives and an axe. One of the recruits, Darren, gets a tiny spay of saliva on his lip. So small and unfelt. He licks his lip and gets turned. But the virus decides not to turn him so fast. Darren acts as the inside man and all the plans that are made, the virus learns and decides to stop them. </p><p>On the way into London, they meet Big Chris and his ex-military men who protect and small haven and around 200 people, living life normally (before zombies). They make a deal to team up. The haven has a hospital and it needs supplies and Howie needs to find his sister. </p><p>Problems with this book. Too much killing without anything new. It seems mostly the same. Howie has internal thoughts bringing hate into his actions allowing him to kill thousands of zombies. This book seems a bit off -- like it was unnecessarily drawn out. And the virus jumping from humans to a cat, then rats required a large suspension of disbelief. </p><p>The best section is the (mall?) with a Burger King and a small group of people. </p><p>The narration is fucking brilliant. Dan Morgan really brings the characters to life. </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9OCc-3MC9CMGey9QXamQ3pm-JWwOEwhkZDAOThuWSE5RLRVHXjV1lRIB7EXRoEz6X4tO2ueSO6fxPQzirBJx9wMx1b3PW8oJTS_pfDwaz5SLprDAc6Au3jQa6-XKCK8yvwmWfeirIMLG-hiFmJT2NAGUnSY8a0-RrttH9BJ-0Ex_ZyDNlE1jTG8Eqw7Q/s150/3-STARS-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="56" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9OCc-3MC9CMGey9QXamQ3pm-JWwOEwhkZDAOThuWSE5RLRVHXjV1lRIB7EXRoEz6X4tO2ueSO6fxPQzirBJx9wMx1b3PW8oJTS_pfDwaz5SLprDAc6Au3jQa6-XKCK8yvwmWfeirIMLG-hiFmJT2NAGUnSY8a0-RrttH9BJ-0Ex_ZyDNlE1jTG8Eqw7Q/w210-h56/3-STARS-1.png" width="210" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p> </p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-22462167774036976662023-07-05T09:53:00.003-07:002023-07-05T09:53:47.681-07:00Lockdown by Peter May<p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3THfJt8Qd8Zf6pNQhsU1h3ShLVK-5npxLIF2izlHdWnoQUzs93Yco-Loc7ACJ5eRdXZud2naiiDN7E6uGi-tEfDLRH0qR3aBSvOrYQra6ASvL7CsczIpPwzamriZwoXsOyfTqjhBIBMO385DE1YjabfWzXW1DR_wAD9pO0x32ZWBrT2hGFN_89Q3bsDo/s4624/20230706_012854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4624" data-original-width="3468" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3THfJt8Qd8Zf6pNQhsU1h3ShLVK-5npxLIF2izlHdWnoQUzs93Yco-Loc7ACJ5eRdXZud2naiiDN7E6uGi-tEfDLRH0qR3aBSvOrYQra6ASvL7CsczIpPwzamriZwoXsOyfTqjhBIBMO385DE1YjabfWzXW1DR_wAD9pO0x32ZWBrT2hGFN_89Q3bsDo/s320/20230706_012854.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">I bought this book while going through Reader's Block, so it took me a couple of months to get through the 398 pages. I listened to a lot of audiobooks during this time. My reading has returned in the meantime and I polished off the final hundred pages of Lockdown. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">It's a cop story set in the pandemic and we get a very bleak version of London's lockdown, this fictional one (published in 2020, but written fifteen years earlier). The army ensures no one without a pass is on the streets after a certain time. D.I. Jack MacNeil is on his last day on the force. Retirement looms, but he desperately wants to find the killer of a child and successfully finish off a ruined career. All the while, his son lies dying of the virus in a bed surrounded by thousands of others in the same situation. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This book kicks off at a good pace but slows down a lot as the characters are fleshed out. And I feel a lot of time is spent on Amy and her need to put a face on the bones that were found. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This book was written in 2005 and was unpublished. This was my introduction to Peter May. I bought three of his books in one hit. I hope this book isn't a hint of what is to come. Lockdown wandered, and in the end, D.I. MacNeil finds the answers to who the child is, what happened to her, and by whom. However, there are a lot of holes in this book, and all the threads used in this book are not fully resolved. And it comes across as a bit formulaic. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">It is an easy read, and I think Pinky was the perfect villain (and the star of the book. I loved his scenes). </span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9OCc-3MC9CMGey9QXamQ3pm-JWwOEwhkZDAOThuWSE5RLRVHXjV1lRIB7EXRoEz6X4tO2ueSO6fxPQzirBJx9wMx1b3PW8oJTS_pfDwaz5SLprDAc6Au3jQa6-XKCK8yvwmWfeirIMLG-hiFmJT2NAGUnSY8a0-RrttH9BJ-0Ex_ZyDNlE1jTG8Eqw7Q/s150/3-STARS-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="58" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9OCc-3MC9CMGey9QXamQ3pm-JWwOEwhkZDAOThuWSE5RLRVHXjV1lRIB7EXRoEz6X4tO2ueSO6fxPQzirBJx9wMx1b3PW8oJTS_pfDwaz5SLprDAc6Au3jQa6-XKCK8yvwmWfeirIMLG-hiFmJT2NAGUnSY8a0-RrttH9BJ-0Ex_ZyDNlE1jTG8Eqw7Q/w218-h58/3-STARS-1.png" width="218" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-69131400696960622642023-07-02T08:06:00.000-07:002023-07-02T08:06:12.663-07:00The Undead Part 1 by R. R. Haywood<p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7I6Sq115MjMD1tgJdGRSrJf2AKiCfwdXWXJnxweX7Of_sVvrrr6liAHs9lTw9P1BrV4TBYXG0bb2ZotBfyvMWA-4ACYgCaYV8HVxwEwVI8itwBfdTj5sskuyKDJMutByUmoIOBS_TVfMnhFfLH9Hk4-laxq3U2F2-7tP67-NbJTvz5gYEx_mv4QvbWRQ" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="346" data-original-width="269" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7I6Sq115MjMD1tgJdGRSrJf2AKiCfwdXWXJnxweX7Of_sVvrrr6liAHs9lTw9P1BrV4TBYXG0bb2ZotBfyvMWA-4ACYgCaYV8HVxwEwVI8itwBfdTj5sskuyKDJMutByUmoIOBS_TVfMnhFfLH9Hk4-laxq3U2F2-7tP67-NbJTvz5gYEx_mv4QvbWRQ" width="187" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">The book focuses on the first three days. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Howie son of Howard, is a night manager at a supermarket. During the day, he is forced to attend a manager's meeting. This means he doesn't need to work the night shift. It's a rare Friday night off. All day he has been hearing about random attacks in Europe, on the radio, and on TV. Small snippets of information are gathered before his attention is stolen. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This book is fast with characters you'll love or hate (like all of R. R. Haywood's books). Howie wants to check on his mum and dad. He steals a bike. This gives us a view of a disseminated town and highway. They have gone looking for him, so he heads back to his place. He stops in at his old workplace and runs into Dave (not David) one of his night shelf packers, and together they head to London to find Howie's sister. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Along the way, there are many battles and many discoveries. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">For instance, during the day, the zombies move slowly with stiff joints. But at night, they growl and awaken into high speed killing machines. </span></p><p>Part one ends on a cliffhanger. Luckily I bought a pack on 1-20. Already halfway through Part two. </p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjqyE2eI5fPxJoWAW-jssDa-ylz3QOmKIk-LduNRSE4o6r5uwvoqAmTffdRwncAPL3YnB-Iu6WJDdroG2KP_JZHcAnkO0MUlaBKDEocxb6GF8OT5EkfzI49kSyt2btL_vPu2LZVxFsCXu-1GFyEd4h6v1tb3dI6dHa4uSq3PowQl8joJDoEkQfdnj0hUs/s150/5STARST2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="40" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjqyE2eI5fPxJoWAW-jssDa-ylz3QOmKIk-LduNRSE4o6r5uwvoqAmTffdRwncAPL3YnB-Iu6WJDdroG2KP_JZHcAnkO0MUlaBKDEocxb6GF8OT5EkfzI49kSyt2btL_vPu2LZVxFsCXu-1GFyEd4h6v1tb3dI6dHa4uSq3PowQl8joJDoEkQfdnj0hUs/s1600/5STARST2.png" width="150" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></p>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-464914822129280028.post-44551952529808030672023-06-25T07:55:00.003-07:002023-06-25T07:55:22.798-07:00The Caller by Chris Carter<p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKbTTmLdH8n7QFlSJpe5lSrxlhUcm7d96PT7-kUABjZJoTTX3CwV4lJD1aj9PeYCjQnoc5EeniQ3CjZJGFHupGEIWTz8LQFoGd48hn5fWh3mY41g6Js5rESZ-TkCatj4fjOl1rue7p6M62OCavVvAiAkRCS92KovXCWDg4jW6w0gzgmZhJ-YBtCmxvuqA/s249/The%20Caller.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="249" data-original-width="187" height="249" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKbTTmLdH8n7QFlSJpe5lSrxlhUcm7d96PT7-kUABjZJoTTX3CwV4lJD1aj9PeYCjQnoc5EeniQ3CjZJGFHupGEIWTz8LQFoGd48hn5fWh3mY41g6Js5rESZ-TkCatj4fjOl1rue7p6M62OCavVvAiAkRCS92KovXCWDg4jW6w0gzgmZhJ-YBtCmxvuqA/s1600/The%20Caller.jpg" width="187" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br />The Caller is book 8 in this series. But it's the first I've read of this author. When I say 'read' I mean 'listened to, as I had the audiobook. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">It's a pity this book sucked as the premise was great. A killer finds people to kill and adds a touch of torture for friends or family. By video call, the victim's friend or whatever is asked a series of three questions, and every wrong answer ends in the victim suffering and dying. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">One day, he video calls Mr. Jay. Mr. Jay doesn't like watching his wife get killed because he can't answer one question. Mr. Jay is a hitman for a cartel and knows how to find people. It is his job. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Throw in the mix, two cops, Detective Robert Hunter, and Carlos Garcia. Hunter seems to know a lot. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">One of the letdowns in this book is his Captain needs to be told </span><span style="font-size: medium;">how a stalker acts, and the mind behind such acts. Shouldn't the Captain have a rudimentary understanding of that? He explains a lot. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Another letdown of this book is the narrator (Thomas Judd). His voice sounds dull, and drones on. He seems uninspired with this project and just wants to get it done. This is the main reason I couldn't get into this book. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The killings were great, but the rest was dull. </span></p><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Two stars for the murders only. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwS1u8s3Z5b5h3CNAZKxHAJ-jLeA3eLNvFsnJbvruz1v1gVyZP2Mct0_B6TgFJ8znLsBmSbBjDQVEj7v-ylrNVqA6C5T4avggQ3Rd3gx9Gbk5fVr_jdI-ketjMJrKHxCIWlCfFJzlzxjVxe9zknJ_D42HUp-zb-1eafICl2cPC49_DZu5Syb2i43cvaKE/s150/2-STARS-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="40" data-original-width="150" height="62" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwS1u8s3Z5b5h3CNAZKxHAJ-jLeA3eLNvFsnJbvruz1v1gVyZP2Mct0_B6TgFJ8znLsBmSbBjDQVEj7v-ylrNVqA6C5T4avggQ3Rd3gx9Gbk5fVr_jdI-ketjMJrKHxCIWlCfFJzlzxjVxe9zknJ_D42HUp-zb-1eafICl2cPC49_DZu5Syb2i43cvaKE/w233-h62/2-STARS-1.png" width="233" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Lee Pletzershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17055364797793159551noreply@blogger.com0