Lots of ARCs: Part II
The other day I mentioned all of the ARCs I’ve received but I left of the eBooks as those deserved their own post. I’ve had my Kindle since the Spring but have only read one book and one story on it. I liked it a lot but I guess all of my unread books sort of keep me from going back to it. As we are getting close to doing some travel soon I’m excited that I have my Kindle ready with some books I’ve bought and now with some ARCs too.
Here’s what I’ve received:
- The Lantern by Deborah Lawrenson. Set in the lush countryside of Provence The Lantern is an atmospheric modern gothic tale of love, suspicion, and murder, in the tradition of Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca. Oh I can’t wait to read this one.
- The Corn Maiden by Joyce Carol Oates. I’ve enjoyed several of her books and this one which is a series of suspense stories promises to be very good.
- Call Me Princess by Sara Blaedel. We all know I love Scandinavian crime thrillers so I hope this one from the Danish bestselling author is a keeper.
- The Preacher by Camilla Lackberg. I wasn’t too impressed with her first book and it was actually a DNF for me but I think it was also partly timing. Anyway, I’d like to give this author another try and see what I think.
- The Book of Lies by Mary Horlock. I’ve read some great reviews of this one so I’m looking forward to it.
- The Twisted Thread by Charlotte Bacon. With The Twisted Thread, Charlotte Bacon has crafted a gripping and suspenseful story in the tradition of Donna Tartt’s The Secret History, one that pulls back the curtain on the lives of the young and privileged.
I also have a couple of other books I bought, Town House and Postcards From A Dead Girl thanks to the super Harper Perennial ebook deal. Check it out!
So yes, I’ve been busy filling up my Kindle with some ARCs, new books and some classics too. I can’t wait to be on vacation, resting and reading some great books.
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“His name was Ishigami. She had gone to his apartment the night she moved in to introduce herself. That’s when she’d learned he was a teacher. He was a heavyset man, with a big, round face that made his small eyes look thin as threads. His hair was thinning and cut short, making him look nearly fifty, though he might easily have been much younger. He wasn’t particularly fashion conscious, always wearing the same sort of clothes. This winter, when he came in to buy his lunch, he was wearing the same coat over a brown sweater. Still, he did do his laundry, as was evidenced by the occasional presence of a drying rack on the small balcony of his apartment. He was single and, Yasuko guessed, not a divorce or widower. She thought back, trying to remember something that might have clued her in to his interest, but came up with nothing. He was like the thin crack in her apartment wall. She knew it was there, but she had never paid it that much attention. It just wasn’t worth pay attention to.”