<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065</id><updated>2012-03-03T11:00:18.640-05:00</updated><category term='Reader`s corner'/><category term='Thoughts of the day'/><category term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>Toni Osborne's Corner: a niche for readers</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where opinions are free</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>232</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5678142394224734255</id><published>2012-03-03T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-03T10:59:17.832-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Outrage", by Arnaldur Indridason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3mHBJG-ARQ/T1I5yoRwbuI/AAAAAAAAAow/-NIMQwbmFU0/s1600/8563568.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3mHBJG-ARQ/T1I5yoRwbuI/AAAAAAAAAow/-NIMQwbmFU0/s320/8563568.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book 7, in the Reykjavik Murder Mysteries &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a classic crime novel, a traditional police procedural that could be read independently of the rest in the series. This time, Mr. Indridason has provided the reader with a different view of his protagonists and given one of his subsidiary characters a leading role. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted after dealing with an extremely difficult case, Inspector Erlendur has taken an abrupt leave of absence and gone back to the Eastern Fjords where he grew up to pursue some personal matters leaving Detective Elinborg, one of his trusty colleagues as prime investigator in any new cases . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The skillfully paced and structured story starts when a man picks up a woman at a bar and brings her back to his apartment for an evening of fun. When police are called to his apartment they discover a murder scene, a puzzling scene with no sign of break-in or struggle. The male victim is wearing a t-shirt that immediately says there is something wrong with this scenario. Upon further investigation, the detectives find a vial of Rohypnol in the victim’s pocket and under the bed a woman's shawl giving off a strong and unusual aroma. These preliminary findings are the start of a complicated case that can make or break an investigative team…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective Elinborg also has more than one challenge on her plate, family life and this investigation will test her abilities in more ways than one. She is sharp, determined and has good instincts. In this case, others quickly lock in on a suspect, but her gut feelings tell her there is a lot more to the story, broadening the scope of the investigation eventually takes her to a remote village to flush out the real culprit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the author’s idea of bringing another member, a female Inspector to the forefront a refreshing change. The mystery flows smoothly and is layered with Detective Elinborg’s problem solving abilities, on and off the job, giving the reader a sensitive side to the team’s everyday challenges. Mr. Indridason is skilled at creating interesting characters and drawing us into their world of suspense and intrigue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is another great addition to M. Indridason`s repertoire of mysteries. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5678142394224734255?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5678142394224734255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5678142394224734255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5678142394224734255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5678142394224734255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/03/outrage-by-arnaldur-indridason.html' title='&quot;Outrage&quot;, by Arnaldur Indridason'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3mHBJG-ARQ/T1I5yoRwbuI/AAAAAAAAAow/-NIMQwbmFU0/s72-c/8563568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3700539665905096419</id><published>2012-02-29T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-03T11:00:18.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Crime Machine", by Giles Blunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMZV1H8gKyQ/T048VqBt5JI/AAAAAAAAAoo/laF7pSlRy94/s1600/8563568.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMZV1H8gKyQ/T048VqBt5JI/AAAAAAAAAoo/laF7pSlRy94/s320/8563568.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 5, in the John Cardinal crime series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two standalone novels I was pleased to see Mr. Blunt returning to familiar territory and his true protagonists, Police Detective John Cardinal and his partner Constable Lise Delorme. In this recent installment John and Lise investigate the beheading of two Russian business people who came to Algonquin Bay to participate in the yearly fur auction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since his wife’s death in the previous novel ”By The Time You Read This” John has become ever more obsessed with working his case files even his down time is spent with his partner, they both enjoy watching movies together in his new apartment which is conveniently situated a stone’s throw from hers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery opens on a snowy night at a cottage on Trout Lake, where a married realtor and a young native woman have decided to meet for a romantic fling. He left early and during the night other people arrived. In a strange house and not wanting to be discovered, the young woman hid and witnessed one of the most gruesome moments of her life. After escaping she makes an anonymous tip to the police and when they come upon the scene, they discover two bodies, a man and a woman wearing expensive fur coats, decapitated and their heads missing. The investigation triggers many questions and scenarios for John and Lise. First: who is the tipster and what is her involvement, another thing to consider is can this be linked to a recent crime spree by a cult-like group or maybe the Russian mafia expanding into the fur trade and the list goes on. John and Lise soon discover this is not a slam dunk case; it is a complex puzzle, an endless supply of information that gradually leads them on a hunt for Papa, a ruthless survivalist gang leader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author has painted nature at a time when it tests a person’s will and ability to survive under hard conditions and created an outstanding atmospheric setting. The storyline is captivating, as I kept turning pages I was pulled into a mystery full of intrigue and terror and into a myriad of sub-plots peppered with red- herrings. The twisted evil “family” and the dynamics between its members are particularly well-drawn and are the driving force that overshadows the protagonists in many ways. Although John and Lise take a back seat at times and Lise comes across as the dominate one it does not affect their growing relationship, who knows what Mr. Blunt has in store for the future, we can only imagine that one day there will be some spicy moments….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a faithful fan of this author and I am always looking forward to see what Mr. Blunt will pull out of his key board next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3700539665905096419?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3700539665905096419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3700539665905096419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3700539665905096419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3700539665905096419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/crime-machine-by-giles-blunt.html' title='&quot;Crime Machine&quot;, by Giles Blunt'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMZV1H8gKyQ/T048VqBt5JI/AAAAAAAAAoo/laF7pSlRy94/s72-c/8563568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-582700138178486930</id><published>2012-02-18T10:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T10:52:53.441-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>" Venetia Kelly's Traveling Show", by Frank Delaney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMbNr15Hjhs/Tz_IBXjuR1I/AAAAAAAAAoc/sDTMBq39VHA/s1600/4435534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMbNr15Hjhs/Tz_IBXjuR1I/AAAAAAAAAoc/sDTMBq39VHA/s320/4435534.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;The story is set in 1932 Ireland, a time when tensions are high due to the upcoming elections and the endless rhetoric by those vying for power. Ben McCarthy narrates this story as a man in his 50's reflecting on events that took place when he was an 18 year old on the verge of manhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;The first 100 pages take us back and forth between NYC and Ireland and between members of the Kelly and McCarthy families. Mr. Delaney carefully weaves a tapestry of characters that surround and are connected with Venetia in some way. He has a wonderful way with words and a unique style of putting history into perspective, he slowly introduces his characters and takes us on little side journeys to help us remember each ones name and personality before eventually developing the in depth part of the story, at that point the suspense kicks into high gear and you’re hooked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Ben in his innocence and naivety recounts in a rambling and colourful voice how his father while attending the “Venetia Kelly’s Traveling Show “delivered a shocking revelation. His father has decided to abandon the family for Venetia, the skilled ventriloquist and beautiful performer who has won his heart. Ben is sent back home by himself to deliver the devastating news to his mother. Overcome with emotion and not thinking clearly she repeatedly sends young Ben back to find his father and try to convince him he is needed at home. The young man’s path will not only cross with a flamboyant theatrical family but also with the ambitious and unscrupulous politician Thomas “King” Kelly. Ben eventually falls under the same spell as his father, Venetia and her charms has a far greater effect on the vulnerable young man drawing him even deeper into her lair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Mr. Delaney’s lyrical prose brims with intrigue and humour, spinning a tale that is more than a family suspense story, it is also one of love, ambition, friendship, deception and murder, a well-crafted Irish drama filled with many vibrant characters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-582700138178486930?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/582700138178486930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=582700138178486930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/582700138178486930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/582700138178486930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/venetia-kellys-traveling-show-by-frank.html' title='&quot; Venetia Kelly&apos;s Traveling Show&quot;, by Frank Delaney'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMbNr15Hjhs/Tz_IBXjuR1I/AAAAAAAAAoc/sDTMBq39VHA/s72-c/4435534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4057203293230000936</id><published>2012-02-18T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T10:29:48.018-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Devil's Star", by Jo Nesbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-coAhP_IVnF8/Tz_DClPE-KI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zO4HBa3AzQA/s1600/6756990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-coAhP_IVnF8/Tz_DClPE-KI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zO4HBa3AzQA/s320/6756990.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book 3, in the Harry Hole series&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;This captivating Scandinavian crime fiction is an excellent police procedural with a great plot that deals with a Norwegian serial killer and a tormented alcoholic protagonist who is about to lose his job and along with it, his relationship and his sanity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;It opens with a serial killer on the loose in Oslo. The killer cuts off his victims’ fingers and leaves a tiny five corner red diamond shaped star as his signature.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;This very sophisticated plot with many interesting minor characters to keep track of, takes us into the dark corners of Oslo with Harry Hole as prime investigator. He once again proves that his escalating bad habits cannot take away his ability to be a great investigator with an outstanding record at solving crimes. There is good depth in the characterization and a lot of vignettes and back-stories to add colour to the mystery.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;In a sub-plot Harry battles with his own demons and corruption in the Oslo police force. He has always made it his mission to flush out criminals even if they are corrupt individual amongst his own ranks. Although, the beginning may seem slow and overly detailed the interplay between the two threads and the clever number of twits and turns successfully kept me on my toes. I found myself dragged into a black hole of mystery, a vortex of intrigue that escalated as I fingered through the pages. Needless to say, I was captivated till the end.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4057203293230000936?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4057203293230000936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4057203293230000936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4057203293230000936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4057203293230000936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/devils-star-by-jo-nesbo.html' title='&quot;The Devil&apos;s Star&quot;, by Jo Nesbo'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-coAhP_IVnF8/Tz_DClPE-KI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zO4HBa3AzQA/s72-c/6756990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4123287367848199511</id><published>2012-02-15T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T10:20:28.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Frozen Tracks", by Ake Edwardson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJiP5KRCQwc/TzvM42_PsgI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Pa_lBiFo_Pg/s1600/4435534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJiP5KRCQwc/TzvM42_PsgI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Pa_lBiFo_Pg/s320/4435534.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Book3, in the Erik Winter series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;This author is slowly growing on me or is it that I am now becoming more accustomed to his style, a style that is haunting and psychologically shrewd. “Frozen Tracks” is a superbly crafted crime novel, a compelling and dark thriller, definitely the best I have read from this author so far.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;A glimpse into the story:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;DCI Erik Winter and his team are baffled by a rash of beatings in Gothenburg that have nearly killed several young men, a distinctive mark left by the attacker's mysterious weapon leads them to believe they have a serial offender on their hands. The mystery is: why is someone doing this and how far will he go…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;At the same time, the police force is faced with another high priority that is also escalating. At first, police treat reports of nursery school children being lured to a car of a strange “mister” offering candy with importance but when a boy is found badly beaten in the woods and another is kidnapped from a school yard the s..t hits the fan … One of the children at the school is Winter’s daughter, without question he wants in on the investigation and his first instinct tells him there might be a connection between these two major cases. Gradually the plot lines converge and the suspense and intrigue rapidly intensifies when the monster the police are hunting for targets Winter’s family in order to fulfill his sadistic needs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The story highlights the importance of team work and good leadership, the dialogue is heavy in nature and many facts are revealed through a free flow of vital and trivial information among team members. Once I became tuned in to the names and the culture differences I didn’t mind the slow pacing of the plot’s rhythm, it created the perfect tempo to divulge all the sordid secrets behind the crimes. Although the author stays away from graphically detailing violence he never shies from describing its effects or the emotions it leaves behind. The plotting is well-constructed and carefully developed from start to finish resulting in a gripping police procedural saga populated with a very engaging and well-drawn cast. Although the ending is rather gloomy there are no loose ends and the mystery is played out full circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4123287367848199511?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4123287367848199511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4123287367848199511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4123287367848199511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4123287367848199511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/frozen-tracks-by-ake-edwardson.html' title='&quot;Frozen Tracks&quot;, by Ake Edwardson'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJiP5KRCQwc/TzvM42_PsgI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Pa_lBiFo_Pg/s72-c/4435534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-8943777056172879204</id><published>2012-02-15T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T10:25:07.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Last 10 Seconds', by Simon Kernick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwvzyeHCmlo/TzvLuKbTy2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/4s8mtBoDVmg/s1600/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwvzyeHCmlo/TzvLuKbTy2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/4s8mtBoDVmg/s320/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;I have been a fan of mysteries and of exciting thrillers for ever and I am always looking for an author that can top all that I have read in the past. Mr. Kernick has definitely caught my attention and his novels will command a prominent position on my TBR list. “The Last 10 Seconds”, is just what the title suggests, a fast paced action- packed thriller filled with lots of graphic crime scenes and murders, a captivating story that leaves plenty for the imagination and little time to speculate, it is like a kayaker’s white water ride of a life time, you hang on and go with the flow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;It&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;take me long to get drawn in by the writer’s style, the story grabbed my attention from the beginning and never wavered one minute. The plotting has all the right ingredients needed: plenty of twist and turns, a well-paced momentum and a drama that unfolds smoothly. The hand to hand fighting is particularly well done, very descriptive and easy to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 800; line-height: 18px;"&gt;visualize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;. The story is narrated in the first person by the two well- developed protagonists, Sean and Tina, their point of views alternate in punchy chapters that are just the right length.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;In this thriller there are two threads that eventually converge. We start with Sean Egan an undercover cop who poses as a gang member looking for a new challenge. He is snapped up by another far more dangerous criminal gang and his test of allegiance is to free the “The Night Creeper” from the hands of the authorities so the gang can deal with him in their own sadistic manner, he has become a loose cannon to all gangs and gang members, he has to be silence. Sean is faced with difficult decisions that break all protocol and his actions can jeopardise his career and even his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;On the other hand, D.I. Tina Boyd, has worked hard to track down and apprehend the sadistic killer Andrew Kent known as “The Night Creeper”, he is suspected of torturing five women to death but claims he has an alibi for one of the murders and important information that would incriminate an important gang member. He is a hot target for the underworld so when Kent is snatched right from under Boyd’s nose, &amp;nbsp;her career is on the line, it quickly becomes a chaotic chase, a race against time to find him and extract the invaluable information the police force now needs in order to save face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;The two threads run parallel and eventually collide in an explosion of violence and it becomes touch and go whether our two protagonists will survive the clash between good and evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-8943777056172879204?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8943777056172879204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=8943777056172879204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8943777056172879204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8943777056172879204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/last-10-seconds-by-simon-kernick.html' title='&quot;The Last 10 Seconds&apos;, by Simon Kernick'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwvzyeHCmlo/TzvLuKbTy2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/4s8mtBoDVmg/s72-c/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3556840147174427908</id><published>2012-02-01T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T10:34:13.479-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Anne of Green Gables", by L.M. Montgomery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K_1jvrwnTY0/TylbMUWdaHI/AAAAAAAAAns/xMloLMgj8Zo/s1600/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K_1jvrwnTY0/TylbMUWdaHI/AAAAAAAAAns/xMloLMgj8Zo/s320/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Book 1, in the Anne Shirley series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Originally written in 1908 this heartwarming story set in Prince Edward Island recounts a part of Anne Shirley's life (age 11 to 16) when she came to live with Matthew and Marilla Cuthbert of Green Gables, siblings in their fifties. They were looking to adopt a male orphan in order to help them with their Avonlea heritage farm in the late 1800's but fate and circumstances blessed them with Anne. They immediately fell in love with this bright, quick, eager to please, talkative and extremely imaginative red-headed little girl and they never looked back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Ms. Montgomery has drawn her inspiration from her own childhood experiences, memories and people of the period thus creating one of the most loved stories of all times. In later years, the little red-headed girl and her pig tails has become an icon not only on paper but also in theater and made for TV movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;The writing style has an impressive sense of humour and the third person narrative helps to unfold the plot. The vivid description of nature and the beautiful portrayal of the places are so detailed that I am not surprised this wonderful classic has delighted many readers throughout the years and made numerous fans around the world. It is an enchanting and captivating tale that has to this day enticed many to visit the magical setting of Green Gables to explore and let their imagination travel back in time. Prince Edward Island is very proud of their little Anne and has developed many tourist attractions to satisfy the interest of its visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;The story of Anne Shirley has a number of sequels taking us further into Anne's adventures and mishaps. "Anne of Avonlea " is the next one and I am looking forward to reading it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3556840147174427908?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3556840147174427908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3556840147174427908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3556840147174427908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3556840147174427908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/anne-of-green-gables-by-lm-montgomery.html' title='&quot;Anne of Green Gables&quot;, by L.M. Montgomery'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K_1jvrwnTY0/TylbMUWdaHI/AAAAAAAAAns/xMloLMgj8Zo/s72-c/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7039811422514180181</id><published>2012-02-01T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T10:31:27.447-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Nemesis", by Jo Nesbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMgUGm2xFcg/TylaCo8H9dI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Aa1ZfzOq6Y4/s1600/7113818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMgUGm2xFcg/TylaCo8H9dI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Aa1ZfzOq6Y4/s320/7113818.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Book 2 in the Harry Hole series (English version according to Fantasticfiction.uk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;This is the second book in the Oslo trilogy although one wonders if it is the 3rd or 4th book written in the series, actually it all depends where you source your information. The order in which you read them is somewhat irrelevant, they have not been translated in the same order they were originally written. "Nemesis" is a thrilling, gripping and brilliant thriller, a bit lengthy but well worth the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;The main plot is fortified with a multitude of sub-plots creating plenty of mystery and intrigue, this one opens with a bank robbery creating instant tension. Cloaked in a balaclava, the armed suspect grabs a teller and demands the bank manager open the safe within 25 seconds or else.... All hell breaks loose and in all the confusion the suspect escapes from under the nose of the police, leaving them red faced and empty handed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Investigator Harry Hole of Crime Squad is known for his drinking problem and his knack of rubbing his superiors the wrong way, however it is decided he work the case in collaboration with Robberies Unit. Harry's strong character takes him on a tangent that leaves the other department out in left field. Harry convinces his boss to give him more rope, so he and his partner Beate Lonn, a promising young video analyst, can work their own theory. Beate discovers discrepancies in CCTV footage, this leads to clues that up until now had been overlooked, and this eventually proves to be the game changer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;This clever book has so much going on it would take a book in itself to summarise. There are many twists and turns, dozens of red herrings and a pile of dead bodies. At one point the investigation brings Harry to Brazil, in another instance he looks into a gang of gypsies and still another he delves into the lives of cheating spouses and jealous brothers, this just covers only a few leads he had to follow. There are so many layers, it is a mind game to piece everything together and make sense of it all. I took it as a challenge and went with the flow and enjoyed every tense moment. It all becomes clear at the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;This book is complicated, immensely rewarding and an enjoyable suspense filled mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7039811422514180181?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7039811422514180181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7039811422514180181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7039811422514180181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7039811422514180181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/nemesis-by-jo-nesbo.html' title='&quot;Nemesis&quot;, by Jo Nesbo'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMgUGm2xFcg/TylaCo8H9dI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Aa1ZfzOq6Y4/s72-c/7113818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-6752493639273033413</id><published>2012-01-28T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T10:35:56.422-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Hell's Corner", by David Baldacci</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="OTSshelfReviewItemReview" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bkm6VO04Ifg/TyQVYD0V7uI/AAAAAAAAAnc/j6KECZz1vX0/s1600/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bkm6VO04Ifg/TyQVYD0V7uI/AAAAAAAAAnc/j6KECZz1vX0/s320/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Book 5, in the Camel Club series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;At first glance the sheer size of this book could be quite intimidating, its paperback version holds over 650 pages, enough to scare away some but definitely not the die-hard fans like myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;The story opens with Stone contemplating his next covert assignment while walking through Lafayette Park near the White House, suddenly machine gun fire fills the air and a bomb detonates narrowly missing the motorcade of the U.S. president and Britain's prime minister. Fearing the attack may be a botched assassination attempt, the authorities in charge quickly reassess Stone’s mission, the overwhelming importance of what has just transpired has him assigned to assist British agent Mary Chapman of MI-6 to flush out the terrorists and their motives. You can always be sure that whatever Stone is involved his buddies at the Camel Club are never far behind…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;The mystery moves through Washington's halls of power and eventually to the Bronx and on to Murder Mountain, West Virginia. Stone and his cohorts are faced with “nanobot” technology and the unknown magnitude biological weapons can have on a populated area. A Turkish professor supposedly on the trail of Osama bin Laden and a beautiful lobbyist who uses her assets to the max adds flair and intrigue to mystery, danger and excitement lurks at every corner…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Baldacci’s forte is his skill at tight plotting, it rattles along at a great pace with many twists and red-herrings, the short chapters act like a pace maker in overdrive. The action is quite intense from the start. The&amp;nbsp;story line&amp;nbsp;is a blast from start to finish it is not a fluffy read or a mystery that we can predict each move in advance. Mr. Baldacci continues to develop the well-known members of The Camel Club and has provided new characters which enhance tenfold the read, we will no doubt see them return in the future. This fifth installment provides enough background information to be read and enjoyed on its own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;“Hell’s Corner” is highly entertaining and one of my favourites, a definite plus to the series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="deleteItem" id="ctl00_BodyPlaceHolder_controlView_ctl00_controlOwner_repeaterReviews_ctl01_controlDelete_divItemDelete" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P9R_gdQwHEM/TxGwPZz6sZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/GSf02o24n5w/s1600/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P9R_gdQwHEM/TxGwPZz6sZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/GSf02o24n5w/s320/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Also published under the title “Field Grey”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Book 7 in the Bernie Gunther mystery series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;In this story Bernie Gunther reflects on his past, the good the bad and the ugly. Trying to outrun his shadows has resulted in a lonely life; his personal and political associations have left him a man with a trouble conscience. This is one of Mr. Kerr’s darkest and most complex novels I have read so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;In the prologue, set in 1950s Cuba, Bernie is living the good life under an assumed name when his life is chattered once again by a local policeman who questions his true identity. In haste, Bernie attempts to leave Cuba by boat however he is intercepted by an American patrol and is taken to Guantanamo Bay for interrogation by the CIA. The intense questioning forces Bernie to eventually reveal his past, his war time activities under Heydrich as an SS field officer and his pre-war association with Eric Mielke prove to be a gold mine of information for his interrogators. He is eventually flown to Berlin to face the music and is given a simple choice: work for the French intelligence or hang for murder. His task is to meet POW’s returning to Germany and finger one particular French war criminal he is familiar with. With this we learn of another period in Bernie’s past as a German POW in Russia and how it comes back to haunt him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;This seventh novel is set in Cuba, a Soviet POW camp, Paris and Berlin, it is a fast-paced and quick-action thriller. Bernie is portrayed as a pawn in a deadly game of espionage by various spy agencies of the Cold War era. The chapters are peppered with strategically placed flashbacks from 1931 to 1946, including events that occurred during the actual war years (all the other books took place before or after the war). Mr. Kerr paints a powerful picture of the struggles of the 1930s, the war and divided post-war Berlin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;“Field Gray” is a brilliantly written novel full of details, a mix of fast-talking, hardboiled crime and historical events delivered in Gunther’s ironically humorous monologue. I am a huge fan of Mr. Kerr’s ability to stir one’s emotions page after page and can only imagine what it must have been like to have lived during such a troubled time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-2597036087261954151?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2597036087261954151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=2597036087261954151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2597036087261954151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2597036087261954151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/01/field-gray-by-philip-kerr.html' title='&quot;Field Gray&quot;, by Philip Kerr'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P9R_gdQwHEM/TxGwPZz6sZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/GSf02o24n5w/s72-c/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5532746464071748799</id><published>2012-01-11T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:51:25.645-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Never End", by Ake Edwardson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O7f9Q1FYKTs/Tw29LrjE94I/AAAAAAAAAnA/oKME5nX-NEo/s1600/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O7f9Q1FYKTs/Tw29LrjE94I/AAAAAAAAAnA/oKME5nX-NEo/s320/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Book2 in the Erik Winter series (English version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;We were initially introduced to Chief Inspector Erik Winter in &lt;a href="http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2010/09/sun-and-shadow-by-ake-edwardson.html"&gt;“SUN AND SHADOW”&lt;/a&gt; a turn of the century mystery. Those who have an affinity toward police procedurals and soft suspense should enjoy this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;This sequel brings us a few years later in Erik’s life; he is now a father to a daughter and living with his partner in a cramped apartment and is desperately looking for better accommodations to ease the growing family tension. The temperature is not helping; Gothenburg Sweden is sweltering under an unusually hot summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;On his professional side, Erik never loses focus on his responsibilities; fighting crime is his passion and he has developed a reputation to go with it. When an unusual number of rapes and murders cast a disturbing shadow on the city, Erik teams up with his investigators to gather the scant and the grisly details. Immediately he sees some similarities to a five year old cold case that is continually burning in the back of his mind. Up until now Erik’s instincts have lead him to a multitude of dead ends to a point he started to doubt himself…..New events trigger a whole new approach to the ongoing mysteries…..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;As the investigators aggressively hunt for new leads and rehash the old information the plotting has a tendency to bog down a little, I am sure this is reality for every good investigator but if overdone in print it can be a deterrent to the readers’ enthusiasm. Buried in the chapters are clues to who has actually committed the crimes but at one point with all the red herrings confusion set in and I am still wondering whether I arrived at the right conclusion or am I being set up for a sequel? The lethargic sensation one suffers during a heat wave was expertly conveyed through the slow pacing and the characterization, no wonder Erik traded in his donuts for ice cream all the time, I felt the same way…:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;“Never End” is a gritty and stylish crime novel I enjoyed, I have the sequel on my list to read, however it is not one of my all-time favourites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5532746464071748799?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5532746464071748799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5532746464071748799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5532746464071748799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5532746464071748799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-end-by-ake-edwardson.html' title='&quot;Never End&quot;, by Ake Edwardson'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O7f9Q1FYKTs/Tw29LrjE94I/AAAAAAAAAnA/oKME5nX-NEo/s72-c/TPEI02_BM_Anne_on_road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-8119478696312379946</id><published>2012-01-11T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:46:09.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"What Came Before He Shot Her", by Elizabeth George</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JWFkm_TTGSI/Tw28f8Y1i5I/AAAAAAAAAm4/P0ZrjXY3BjY/s1600/31364.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JWFkm_TTGSI/Tw28f8Y1i5I/AAAAAAAAAm4/P0ZrjXY3BjY/s320/31364.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Book 14, in the Inspector Lynley series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Ms. George has given her beloved protagonists a long and deserved rest and moved forward to explore in depth and meticulous detail the darkness of violence, the unfortunate choice of very troubled individuals. This novel delves into events leading to the brutal death of Helen Lynley who met a tragic end in the last pages of&lt;a href="http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/with-no-one-as-witness-by-elizabeth.html"&gt; “With No one as Witness “&lt;/a&gt;. The method used is different from her other novels, this one ties up loose ends, a story stemming from another story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;I must admit I had a hard time getting into this mystery, it never gelled from the get-go however it may have been an off day for me. The story follows the path of three mixed-raced children from the Campbell family and how each one of them deals with the feeling of rejection after learning their grandmother abandoned them on their aunt’s doorstep and left for Jamaica. As a reader we see how each character addresses the constant struggle to survive and the individual choices they made as they spiral down the road of no return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is a drawn out story with page after page of uneventful details, it reminded me of a 900 page essay I had for a school project. The black argot of London dialogue was hard to follow and required more concentration than I was willing to give, I found myself skipping paragraphs and feeling I had not missed a thing. I enjoy Ms. George’s insight and her ability to draw verbal pictures of people caught on the edge creating an entertaining psychological drama but this time I was rather disappointed and I also miss the atmosphere the characters Lynley and Havers normally bring to the table. I like this series but from time to time it seems the ball is dropped and I am left with an OK… what is next feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-8119478696312379946?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8119478696312379946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=8119478696312379946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8119478696312379946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8119478696312379946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-came-before-he-shot-her-by.html' title='&quot;What Came Before He Shot Her&quot;, by Elizabeth George'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JWFkm_TTGSI/Tw28f8Y1i5I/AAAAAAAAAm4/P0ZrjXY3BjY/s72-c/31364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-8916485964802180856</id><published>2011-12-30T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:15:32.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Reckless", by Andrew Gross</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdaxj5PxwCY/Tv3VR9wcn-I/AAAAAAAAAmw/7Csknvg7yeI/s1600/6975850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdaxj5PxwCY/Tv3VR9wcn-I/AAAAAAAAAmw/7Csknvg7yeI/s320/6975850.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Book 3, in the Ty Hauck series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;As the first chapters unfold, we are slowly introduced to the characters that will take part in this mystery. A major change has Ty Hauck, Mr. Gross’s protagonist, moving on from his former job as police detective to an important post at a corporate security firm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The story begins when a close friend from Ty’s past, April Glassman, is found brutally murdered in her home along with her husband and daughter. The firm in a gesture to one of their favourite clients takes on the case and assigns who else but Ty as lead investigator, it is obvious he has a definite interest in finding the reason and those responsible for this tragic incident. Early on into the investigation Ty finds himself in the middle of an ongoing financial conspiracy that has sights set on other targets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;His leads cross those of U.S treasury Agent Naomi Blum and together they follow the money trail, a trail that has them jetting across continents facing danger at every turn, a labyrinth of continuously new information and hazards that all has to be analysed and addressed. What they find at first appears to be a possible terrorist strike against financial managers but later turns out to be something far more sinister involving a much larger scope of the financial community.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;In this latest novel, Mr. Gross has spun his own mystery around 21st century events and seasoned it with plenty of frightening conspiracies and global intrigue, a recipe that will please many readers. Although the plotting is somewhat predictable and quite formulaic, the topic is nevertheless quite interesting and the short and punchy chapters make it an easy read. The characterization is based on two main characters; the intrepid hero and the beautiful female agent as for the rest of the cast they are simply fill-ins. The simplified chemistry is definitely not a mind bender, it left me wishing for more, however all that said and done, this fast paced-thriller was an enjoyable read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-8916485964802180856?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8916485964802180856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=8916485964802180856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8916485964802180856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8916485964802180856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/12/reckless-by-andrew-gross.html' title='&quot;Reckless&quot;, by Andrew Gross'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdaxj5PxwCY/Tv3VR9wcn-I/AAAAAAAAAmw/7Csknvg7yeI/s72-c/6975850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3088729574606621307</id><published>2011-12-17T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T10:11:50.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Redbreast", by Jo Nesbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkcqQL6GLTs/Tuyw8VHphqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/079RsNRWU6k/s1600/51fp88rfX5L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkcqQL6GLTs/Tuyw8VHphqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/079RsNRWU6k/s320/51fp88rfX5L.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;1st book translated into English but the 3rd in the Harry Hole series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is a complex Norwegian thriller, a fabulous modern day mystery influenced by captivating and informative flashbacks from events and roles Norwegians were forced into during WW11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The story begins with Harry Hole, the protagonist, a gifted policeman, who caused his department a high profile embarrassment and was subsequently relegated to surveillance work monitoring neo-Nazi activities, a punishment Harry quickly turns into a new challenge.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Harry’s speculative mind and acquired skills are just what is needed when word on the street surfaces that someone in the underworld is looking for a very particular vintage sniper rifle. He knows he is on the right track when a former Nazi sympathiser is found silenced with his throat cut and victims of the vintage sniper rifle start to accumulate. From the very first the reader follows the path that Harry takes and also the path the sniper takes, creating a unique suspense, a proverbial high gear cat and mouse game .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The tale’s WW11 tread slowly interweaves into the main as the pages go by. This is a page-turner at its best with narratives that move between Harry’s present day inquiries and the Eastern front in 1944, where a small group of Norwegian Nazis with their own agenda are fighting alongside the Germans and at some point switch their allegiance to Russia and become part of the Resistance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The plot is a gripping tale of political intrigue, love and a serial killer with multiple personalities. This fairly long novel is character driven, a rich creation brilliantly composed with every key stroke. I found it hard to grasp at first there were a lot of seemingly unrelated events happening at a rapid pace, I wondered where all the pieces of the puzzle fit, but gradually the pattern took shape and the confusing flashbacks suddenly became clear as the thrill of the mystery escalated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;This police procedural novel is one of the most captivating and compelling stories I have read in a long time. I am hooked on this series and I am looking forward to reading “Nemesis”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3088729574606621307?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3088729574606621307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3088729574606621307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3088729574606621307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3088729574606621307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/12/redbreast-by-jo-nesbo.html' title='&quot;The Redbreast&quot;, by Jo Nesbo'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkcqQL6GLTs/Tuyw8VHphqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/079RsNRWU6k/s72-c/51fp88rfX5L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5004439367883183983</id><published>2011-12-17T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T10:08:52.273-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Fifth Witness", by Michael Connelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gpr5R24ke4k/TuywFU2_4UI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/CYy14sAxxJ0/s1600/9681098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gpr5R24ke4k/TuywFU2_4UI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/CYy14sAxxJ0/s320/9681098.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Book 4 in the Mickey Haller series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;If you are a fan of Hollywood spun down and dirty courtroom scenes, you won’t be disappointed with this one. Michael Connelly’s latest novel is a real blast and one of the best legal dramas I have read in a long time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;” The Fifth Witness” exploits the scandal in the USA that developed around the sometimes unethical means employed in the bundling and reselling of mortgage loans and the live altering grief it caused some of the homeowners. Lisa Trammel is one of those clients, who should never have been lured into such a deal, but now is faced with losing her house and hope for the future. To make things worse, she is also accused of murdering the ruthless banker who was tasked with forcing the issue. Lucky for her, Haller is up for the challenge and is defending her in court.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Mr. Connelly is undoubtedly a master of courtroom drama, the main part of this novel describes Lisa’s trial and Mickey’s defence strategy. His writing paints a clear picture of the three way battle of wits between attorneys and the judge. The constant war of words between the attorneys, each one trying to score points but looking at the evidences from completely opposing angles is vividly created and provides all the twists and turns needed to heighten the reader’s interest to the end. Your mind mirrors the adrenaline swings the defendant experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The story is very dynamic, quite suspenseful and character driven. The trial of Lisa Trammel turns into a chess match, with Haller highly skilled at seeing the value of each move. He is a defense lawyer who understands that a trial is not a search for the truth but rather a game of survival where winner takes all. This novel has great characterization. Mickey's team consists of his ex-wife Lorna, his investigator Cisco and an associate Jennifer Aronson. All three of them work alongside Mickey to ensure that Lisa Trammel has the best defense possible. They do not want to be influenced by knowing if she is guilty or not….and Mr. Connelly keeps us wondering and guessing to the very end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The profound plotting with a touch of humour is absolutely absorbing. This was another memorable experience between the pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5004439367883183983?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5004439367883183983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5004439367883183983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5004439367883183983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5004439367883183983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/12/fifth-witness-by-michael-connelly.html' title='&quot;The Fifth Witness&quot;, by Michael Connelly'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gpr5R24ke4k/TuywFU2_4UI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/CYy14sAxxJ0/s72-c/9681098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5107712442535908296</id><published>2011-12-15T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T10:26:12.048-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"A Trick of the Light", by Louise Penny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_guEbGn3fqI/TuoP091K5yI/AAAAAAAAAmI/C3qRFggkgR4/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_guEbGn3fqI/TuoP091K5yI/AAAAAAAAAmI/C3qRFggkgR4/s320/images.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Book 7, in the Chief Inspector Gamache series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;In this story we are back on board with Inspectors Gamache and Beauvoir who are still on the mend and recovering from the investigation that went terribly wrong in &lt;a href="http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/bury-your-dead-by-louise-penny.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;“Bury Your Dead”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, this time they are back at a village made famous in previous novels, the fictional and quint village of Three Pines. “A Trick of Light” is more than a murder mystery; it explores the emotions and the inner struggle brought on by success and rejection, something every artistic painter has to deal with in his quest for fame and recognition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The suspense begins with the violent death of a nasty art critic whose words have crushed the careers of many inspiring artists. The critic was discovered in artist Clara Morrow’s garden the morning after celebrating the opening of her first solo exhibition at the Musée d’art contemporain de Montréal. There is no shortage of suspects in this competitive field, the list is endless and is sure to include fellow artists, dealers, curators and critics. The case calls for the Sûreté du Québec’s finest and who else but Inspector Gamache and his trusted team are given the challenge…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;With subtle and sparse writing, the plot deepens in complexity when Gamache and Beauvoir assisted by Agent Lacoste delve deeply into the art scene and press to uncover its long-hidden secrets. The in depth investigation leads them to the inner circle of the AA just another layer in the mystery they have to deal with….At this point, Ms. Penny’s smooth words spin the tale with so many twists and turns, the reader is sure to find himself in a game of intense speculation trying to stay one step ahead and guess who could be the guilty one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Although the pacing may seem slow at first it slowly draws you in and once the story starts to gel you are hooked and will enjoy every bit of it to the last page. Ms. Penny is a master when it comes to developing warm and charming characters with unique personalities and complex relationships. She builds a strong atmosphere of soft suspense, the hard core details are left to the reader’s imagination, however fertile it may be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;This series is an addiction for me; I follow it faithfully and always look forward to read what Inspector Gamache will be up against in his next case.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;For any newcomers I suggest starting with “Still Life”, that way you will start on the ground floor and develop a rapport with the characters and a better understanding of the culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5107712442535908296?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5107712442535908296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5107712442535908296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5107712442535908296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5107712442535908296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/12/trick-of-light-by-louise-penny.html' title='&quot;A Trick of the Light&quot;, by Louise Penny'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_guEbGn3fqI/TuoP091K5yI/AAAAAAAAAmI/C3qRFggkgR4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4774045889201963708</id><published>2011-12-03T12:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T12:07:26.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Catch", by Sean Quirk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6dEw3XDjtk/TtpXElP7QvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/A3s870J3TG4/s1600/12259437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6dEw3XDjtk/TtpXElP7QvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/A3s870J3TG4/s320/12259437.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;This is Sean Quirk second novel, having read the first; this one is totally different but equally as captivating. I am a fan of thrillers and have read my share, what makes this one stand out is how a tab of supernatural is skilfully mixed into the storyline without losing all sense of realism and readers who are not into hard-core sci-fi . If you realise a thriller novel is not known for its accuracy but rather for action, adventure, hi-tech weaponry, shoot-outs, great heroes and villains (villains that even the reader develops a love to hate), this thriller could be for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The story centers on Catch Harris, a loner and ex-military man that has many skeletons in the closet, is riddled with guilt and just wants to be left alone. One day, Hallie Baker, a waitress, at his favourite diner tries to strike up a friendship; however it is not in his nature to be sociable and automatically rebuffs her. Later, he regrets what he has done and on his way out he wants to apologise but Hallie's shift has finished and is already on her way home. In the parking lot, he witnesses some very menacing men who appear to be forcing Hallie against her will, Catch's military training kicks into high gear and his only objective is to save her. This action proves to be the interlude into a suspense filled read...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;There is never a dull moment once everything starts. We find ourselves shadowing the protagonist into many tense and highly explosive situations, involving a mingled web of villains with futuristic equipment, and of course there is nothing like good old car chases to bring on the adrenaline. The descriptive writing is so vivid you think you are smack into the action, the twists and turns along the way lead to a nicely tied up ending. The intensity of the story and the complexity of the characters make it a very interesting read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;I am looking forward to following Catch Harris on his next adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4774045889201963708?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4774045889201963708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4774045889201963708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4774045889201963708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4774045889201963708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/12/catch-by-sean-quirk.html' title='&quot;Catch&quot;, by Sean Quirk'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6dEw3XDjtk/TtpXElP7QvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/A3s870J3TG4/s72-c/12259437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-6838727428520186058</id><published>2011-12-03T12:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T12:05:10.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Betrayals of Grim's Peak", by Sean Quirk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TEGno5gVQfo/TtpWPHOJ-zI/AAAAAAAAAlo/eOG1b4b1Q_U/s1600/12471332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TEGno5gVQfo/TtpWPHOJ-zI/AAAAAAAAAlo/eOG1b4b1Q_U/s320/12471332.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Step aside Dean Koontz, Stephen King and J.K Rowling make room for Sean Quirk, a creative writer whose fertile imagination appears to be on the same wave link as yours. If you are of the Harry Potter generation you will love this one. In his first fantasy, Sean Quirk leads his readers, both the young and the mature, into a colourful and entertaining perspective into what life would be at the bottom of the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The story centers around a boy named Augie who is adopted after being found floating on the ocean surface after a violent under water explosion. After fourteen years of everyday life, Augie's adopted parents bring him back to the site where he was discovered. One day, while standing at the end of the pier and mesmerized by the churning waves he sees nightmarish creatures that follow him back to the safe haven of his parents. This encounter proves to be his first introduction to the magical world of Grim's Peak. When his parents learn the creatures are harmless and have Augie's safety at heart and want to protect him from a menacing force below, they agree to let their son return to a world that appears to be an important part of his past. There he discovers the secrets tying him to this world, the good and the bad, and the hidden dangers that are shadowing him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;This fantasy is highly imaginative and combines a mix of every weird creature you can think of. The author's vivid descriptions paint a frightening and creepy atmosphere that is so visual I wouldn't be surprise the story will have legs and turn up on a different format and maybe even the big screen someday. The story of course is nonsensical but its great plotting makes it most interesting and intriguing and its fantastic characters make the whole experience refreshing and captivating. Although I am not a die -hard fan of this genre, I nevertheless enjoyed this trip into Mr. Quirk's world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-6838727428520186058?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6838727428520186058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=6838727428520186058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6838727428520186058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6838727428520186058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/12/betrayals-of-grims-peak-by-sean-quirk.html' title='&quot;The Betrayals of Grim&apos;s Peak&quot;, by Sean Quirk'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TEGno5gVQfo/TtpWPHOJ-zI/AAAAAAAAAlo/eOG1b4b1Q_U/s72-c/12471332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7401176290481909884</id><published>2011-12-03T12:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T12:01:15.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"A Brewski For the Old Man", by Phyllis Smallman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uIuk_fqmdgM/TtpVsDCoMEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/wGFm_YAjUQY/s1600/7853613.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uIuk_fqmdgM/TtpVsDCoMEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/wGFm_YAjUQY/s320/7853613.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Book 3, in the Sherri Travis Mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;This installment is a captivating tale with a serious moral undertone meant to please lovers of soft mysteries and aficionados of female sleuth protagonists. Ms. Smallman's novels are a great escape from hard core detective stories and thrillers, easy and enjoyable to read.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The compelling plot punctuated with suspenseful moments has restaurateur Sherri Travis returning to her hometown of Jacaranda, Florida. As new owner of the beach front Sunset Bar and Grill she quickly learns the pre-season slump is not all smooth sailing, her hope is to survive till the tourists return and business is in full swing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;As business begins to pick up, her mother's boyfriend, Ray Leenders, suddenly comes back into the picture. He had taken advantage of her when she was twelve and the memories have haunted her ever since. She kept the secret hidden never telling anyone especially her father, Tully Jenkins, an ex- Vietnam vet with a bad temper and a short fuse. Now years later, Ray reappears dating Rena Cagel, who runs the store below the bar and Sherri suspects he is likely up to his old tricks and abusing her sixteen year old daughter, Lacey. Questioned, Lacey confirms her suspicions and confides that she is also reluctant to tell her mother, she accepts Sherri's offer to stay at her condo to escape the unwanted advances. Sherri confronts Ray and threatens to blow the whistle on him. Things quickly spiral out of control and Tully offers his help and before we know it someone ends up in hospital and Sherri finds herself the prime suspect in a murder case.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The storyline has a lot of momentum to it especially with Sherri finding herself involved in one crisis after another. Sherri's struggle to untangle everything and stay one step ahead proved to be a touching experience. The threads in this crowded and intriguing plot juggle many themes from domestic abuse, blackmail, greed and even alligator poaching into an expertly written story with a neat conclusion. Several characters are fascinating and well-developed but some are depicted more like loveable caricatures. The storyline is fast paced, has snappy dialogue and is accented with a touch of humour.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;I like this series for its lightness and its down to earth protagonist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7401176290481909884?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7401176290481909884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7401176290481909884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7401176290481909884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7401176290481909884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/12/brewski-for-old-man-by-phyllis-smallman.html' title='&quot;A Brewski For the Old Man&quot;, by Phyllis Smallman'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uIuk_fqmdgM/TtpVsDCoMEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/wGFm_YAjUQY/s72-c/7853613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7270770767536267999</id><published>2011-11-26T10:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T10:59:10.753-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Singer's Gun", by Emily St.John Mandel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NauXeMqpWU/TtEMjwmQgwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/hre6k4HfRCY/s1600/9792839.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NauXeMqpWU/TtEMjwmQgwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/hre6k4HfRCY/s320/9792839.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I became a fan of Ms. Mandel when I stumbled on her debut novel "Last Night in Montreal". Her second novel is totally different and proved to be just as enjoyable. This time, I was treated to a sophisticated cocktail filled with flashbacks and flash forwards mixed into a fiery mystery of suspense, international intrigue, a tale of family loyalties and the price one pays to obtain independence.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The story concerns the conflicting and intersecting interests of Anton Waker, his ex-secretary/lover Elena, his cousin Aria and the detective bent on bringing down the family business, Alexandra Brodon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Anton wants a normal life, have a family and a desk job. He is tired of doing things that are immoral and being involved in the illegal business of his parents, but his ties are strong and hard to break. Anton reinvents himself as a successful middle manager in another field but his carefully constructed life soon begins to disintegrate around him. His past comes back to haunt him when his cousin Aria threatens to reveal his roots in crime if he doesn't do one last job. Now he is forced to choose between family and his desire to live a life on the good side of the law..... How can he keep his past buried for ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The story is well-crafted without the slam-bang action found in most thrillers. It explores the dangerous territory between ones duties to family versus ones desire. The writer's prose remain sturdy and lean throughout, slowly drawing you in, gradually building tension until you are hooked and holding your breath in anticipation and savouring every word while turning the pages. Anton Waker, is Mandel's mysterious, complex and conflicted protagonist and the rest of the cast is carefully nuanced to create a unique atmosphere. It is easy to relate with Waker, he really doesn't seem like a criminal at all, a good person at heart unfortunately brought up on the wrong side of the fence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;I enjoyed this novel very much; Emily St. John appears on the right track to be a diversified and gifted writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7270770767536267999?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7270770767536267999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7270770767536267999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7270770767536267999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7270770767536267999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/11/singers-gun-by-emily-stjohn-mandel.html' title='&quot;The Singer&apos;s Gun&quot;, by Emily St.John Mandel'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--NauXeMqpWU/TtEMjwmQgwI/AAAAAAAAAlY/hre6k4HfRCY/s72-c/9792839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3089900240781599359</id><published>2011-11-26T10:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T10:55:30.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Bloodmoney", by David Ignatius</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSjrWmpcimA/TtELm6XbfgI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/VI8OtdFawZc/s1600/9846665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSjrWmpcimA/TtELm6XbfgI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/VI8OtdFawZc/s320/9846665.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;A Novel of Espionage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;This spy novel is one of the best Mr. Ignatius has written so far. What makes this author stand out is we never know where the plotting will lead us. Deception is the theme of this captivating thriller, it is based on actual CIA operations and only someone with experience in the field can guess where fact crosses into fiction.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The central character is Sophie Marx who works at the ''Hit parade LLP' office in a Los Angeles, it is a secret branch within the CIA that works under the radar and deploys agents around the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The story starts when Howard Egan whose cover is a hedge fund manager for Alphabet Capital in London goes missing on a mission in Pakistan. Alarm bells are triggered when other operatives also deep under cover are eliminated one by one. Sophie Marx must find out who is killing them and how their lock-tight identities were compromised. The action and excitement begins when we are plunged into a game of deception and double-talk where each side has their own agenda while maintaining an artificial relationship with each other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;The characterization, the dialogue and the interaction between the players skillfully displays the cultural differences and helps hype the suspense to another level. The pacing is brisk, the writing is clean and efficient and the plot is believable and free of melodrama found in many thrillers of this genre and as the plot unfolds it pulls us bit by bit into a world of upper level finance and the covert operations of world intelligence agencies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is an adrenaline packed adventure into the black hole of international diplomacies. The end result is an engaging page turner that will keep you intrigued for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3089900240781599359?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3089900240781599359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3089900240781599359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3089900240781599359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3089900240781599359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/11/bloodmoney-by-david-ignatius.html' title='&quot;Bloodmoney&quot;, by David Ignatius'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSjrWmpcimA/TtELm6XbfgI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/VI8OtdFawZc/s72-c/9846665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3474600241924898431</id><published>2011-11-19T10:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T11:05:27.999-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Captive Queen", by Alison Weir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHw6wbDBYAI/TsfQUe76z1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/wFUD3GgYXJc/s1600/7076074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHw6wbDBYAI/TsfQUe76z1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/wFUD3GgYXJc/s320/7076074.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Anovel of Eleanor of Aquitaine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Eleanor ofAquitaine was a fascinating woman and a legend; highlights of her life havebeen recounted numerous times. This historical fiction is yet another side of t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;he turbulent life of one of the world’s most passionate andcharismatic queens. The tale is told with vitality and empathy and gives a newdimension on the terrible story of lust and fruitful union which eventuallyturned into a marriage from hell.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;The novel opensin 1152, when Eleanor then married to Louis VII of France and mother of twodaughters meet and was smitten by young Henry FitzEmpress (Henry II) who was 11years her junior. Eleanor’s less-than-fulfilling marriage to Louis VII led herinto the arms of Henry and with her divorce and subsequent marriage, theybecame one of the most powerful unions in Christendom with control over Anjou,Normandy, Brittany, Aquitaine and eventually England, when Henry was crownedking. At first their attraction is magical and filled with lust and passion,their union yields eleven children. Unfortunately through the years their loveturns to bitterness and their life begins a fiery downward spiral marred bypower struggles, betrayals, bitter rivalries and Eleanor’s long imprisonment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I enjoy qualityhistorical fiction from time to time but his one left me somewhat disappointed.It took a while to warm up to the characters there was too much emphasis ontheir bedroom exploits but the modern narrative and language made it easy to understand,however the consequences are, it also resembled a romance novel with all itsclichés. The best part of the book in my view is the chapters around eventsconcerning Thomas Beckett; this interesting person spiked my interest. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"&gt;To say that thisnovel is not well-written or engaging would be false, Ms. Weir manages tocapture the essence of a medieval marriage, one of love and convenience, thatled to one of&amp;nbsp; the most extraordinary andtempestuous marriages in history.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3474600241924898431?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3474600241924898431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3474600241924898431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3474600241924898431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3474600241924898431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/11/captive-queen-by-alison-weir.html' title='&quot;Captive Queen&quot;, by Alison Weir'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wHw6wbDBYAI/TsfQUe76z1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/wFUD3GgYXJc/s72-c/7076074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-380759383644378022</id><published>2011-11-12T10:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T10:29:46.664-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Edge", by Jeffery Deaver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9iM4ZfkrU4Y/Tr6QqKCpjPI/AAAAAAAAAk4/8jyAZtUlx-Y/s1600/10925384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9iM4ZfkrU4Y/Tr6QqKCpjPI/AAAAAAAAAk4/8jyAZtUlx-Y/s320/10925384.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;This action packed, fast paced, heart-pounding brain-teaser pits two ruthless professionals against each other in a cat and mouse game. The suspense generated plays nifty tricks on your mind and every time someone new wanders across the page the atmosphere builds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The storyline is narrated in the first person and has great plotting and a wonderful cast of characters. One of the main characters is a “shepherd” named Corte who is charged with protecting a principal named Ryan Kessler from a “lifter” named Henry Loving. (A shepherd is the person in charge of protecting another person (the principal) and the lifter is the person employed to interrogate and extract information from the principal by deadly force or using a family member or friends as leverage. It is challenging at first, there are a lot of acronyms and terms for us to get our heads around but once we get into the swing of things, we are adeptly provided with all the twists and counter-twists to keep us constantly on our toes, we never know what is coming next.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The task our hero, Corte, faces is not easy. We learn the Kessler family is a family with many problems and Ryan is no exception, he is cop with a drinking problem and a complex. Corte is faced by an ever-increasing number of distractions, complications in a deadly game as he and his opponent Henry Loving jostle for position from chapter to chapter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;This intellectual and psychological thriller gripped my attention from the very beginning and never let go. Corte, a board game aficionado and Loving a very capable nemesis each trying to outwit the other in a real-life game of chess using people as pawns proved to be intriguing, captivating and quite fulfilling from start to finish. It was my first experience reading this author and it will not be the last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-380759383644378022?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/380759383644378022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=380759383644378022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/380759383644378022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/380759383644378022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/11/edge-by-jeffery-deaver.html' title='&quot;Edge&quot;, by Jeffery Deaver'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9iM4ZfkrU4Y/Tr6QqKCpjPI/AAAAAAAAAk4/8jyAZtUlx-Y/s72-c/10925384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-995073472351981814</id><published>2011-11-12T10:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T10:26:45.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Reversal", by Michael Connelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qq58yRcZmDo/Tr6QCIm_20I/AAAAAAAAAkw/n5sow2Ixdsw/s1600/7936809.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qq58yRcZmDo/Tr6QCIm_20I/AAAAAAAAAkw/n5sow2Ixdsw/s320/7936809.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Book 3, in the Mickey Haller series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Book 16, in the Harry Bosch series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;In The Reversal, Connelly reunites Detective Harry Bosch with his half-brother, defence lawyer Mickey Haller, but this time, Haller plays the part of a prosecutor and together they work as a team with the same goals in mind. The suspense is part legal thriller and part police procedural. We follow Bosch and Haller each an expert in their own field as they process the many ups and downs and twists and turns of a very controversial and demanding case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The author continues to push the boundaries of crime fiction by redefining and joining two exciting protagonists with different backgrounds into a legal quagmire. The story is told with chapters that go back and forth in time and alternate from first to third person, they condense decades of time into a compelling narrative that explores various elements of L.A.’s criminal justice system.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The story reopens a twenty four year old case in which little Melissa Landy was abducted from the front yard of her Hancock Park home while playing hide and seek with her sister. At the time, tow truck driver Jason Jessup was convicted of her murder but modern day technology, DNA evidence has led to the reversal of Jessup’s conviction. But not everyone is convinced…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Haller, a wisecracking cynic and highly competent grizzled veteran of countless courtroom battles switches from defence to prosecution and as readers we shadow him through countless courtroom shenanigans. The author portrays with a passion the grinding process and the emotions of everyone involved. Haller and Bosch share the spotlight with second chair Maggie McPherson and FBI profiler Rachel Walling who makes a cameo appearance. Melissa’s sister Sara who witnessed the abduction plays an important part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Both Bosch and Haller are fighting the odds, evidence gathered so far is not in their favour. They must prove without any doubts Jason Jessup is a sadistic killer and must stop him before he can strike again. Bosch is very adept at manipulating emotions and gathering facts, he is the driving force and the one most invested in nailing Jessup.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;“The Reversal” is a classic investigative plot with some interesting high points but the pacing bogs down at times with the long tedious court scenes. I enjoyed the teaming of the two protagonists as a change but I prefer seeing them in their own environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-995073472351981814?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/995073472351981814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=995073472351981814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/995073472351981814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/995073472351981814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/11/reversal-by-michael-connelly.html' title='&quot;The Reversal&quot;, by Michael Connelly'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qq58yRcZmDo/Tr6QCIm_20I/AAAAAAAAAkw/n5sow2Ixdsw/s72-c/7936809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4512788123586963923</id><published>2011-11-04T10:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T10:11:40.015-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Cleopatra's Daughter", by Michelle Moran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXReZX44NwM/TrPyF3B7XQI/AAAAAAAAAko/YTHoOIfSwRo/s1600/6418819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXReZX44NwM/TrPyF3B7XQI/AAAAAAAAAko/YTHoOIfSwRo/s320/6418819.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;“Cleopatra’s Daughter” is a fascinating snap shot into Imperial Rome, its people and the events of this glorious and most tumultuous period in human history. Although a fiction the story has many true elements to it, it depicts a life of more than two thousand years ago when the children of Mark Antony and Cleopatra were taken from Egypt and raised several years on the Palatine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Narrated by the young Selene, the story begins on the fateful day when Octavian marched into Alexandria and claimed it as his own. Following the deaths of Cleopatra and Marc Antony, Selene along with her two brothers Alexander and Ptolemy are taken in chains to Rome to be delivered to the household of Octavian’s sister, Octavia. Unfortunately only the 10 year old twins, Selene and Alexander, with the support of each other, survive the journey. In Rome, at the hands of their captor Octavian, they are never far from danger or potential death. They quickly learn their survival depends on keeping vigilant and silent in the house of Caesar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Woven with bits of intricate detail, the novel not only tells the story of these remarkable children but also expounds on ancient Rome and the notorious and unforgettable people who lived during that period. The author tells the story in a very captivating and exciting manner and the characters have been finely tuned to enhance the atmosphere even further.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;There is no need for extensive knowledge of history to enjoy this wonderful tale of hardship and intrigue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4512788123586963923?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4512788123586963923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4512788123586963923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4512788123586963923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4512788123586963923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/11/cleopatras-daughter-by-michelle-moran.html' title='&quot;Cleopatra&apos;s Daughter&quot;, by Michelle Moran'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXReZX44NwM/TrPyF3B7XQI/AAAAAAAAAko/YTHoOIfSwRo/s72-c/6418819.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-1325623625232301716</id><published>2011-11-04T10:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T10:17:34.447-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Shadow", by Karin Alvtegen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aPiqA6Y6pOA/TrPxkdYrI4I/AAAAAAAAAkg/rpMjlUFbOGw/s1600/4285482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aPiqA6Y6pOA/TrPxkdYrI4I/AAAAAAAAAkg/rpMjlUFbOGw/s320/4285482.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Did you ever wonder why you had a particular book in hand? When I finally got down to reading “Shadow” I questioned why and how long it had been on my tattered wish list, and why I had past it over for so long. Now I ask myself why I waited so long to read it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The novel is a psychological crime thriller about dark secrets, the price of fame and how the search for public approval can drive some to make unsound decisions that have lasting or tragic repercussions. It also touches the impact our childhood has on the rest of our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;One often describes a book as hot and hard to put aside, this is surely a true description of this one. The story is one with depth, many layers and full of secrets and rivalries between the characters. As this dynamic book progresses we are plunged deep into the history of four generations of the Ragnerfeldt family and we learn more about their connection with Kristopher, the little boy abandoned yes ago. “Shadow” is a literary closet filled with skeletons of the past…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The novel begins with a brief flashback to 1975 when a boy was discovered abandoned at an amusement park with a short note seeking a better life for him. Fast forward to the present day and the plot tightens with the death of an old woman – Gerda Persson, the former housekeeper of the highly respected Nobel Laureate Axel Ragnerfeldt. With Gerda’s passing a door opens into the real life of the Ragnerfeldt family, a life full of infidelity and dark secrets…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The plot builds slowly with multiple story threads that go back and forth in time, skillfully creating a suspense that is lively and thought provoking. Each player is introduced one by one, each with their own theme and their own story building a page-turning drama only a gifted storyteller could master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Although “Shadow” is a gripping and absorbing tale of murder, I was nevertheless disappointed with the ending, it left the fate of many characters in limbo and I wonder if the author has something up her sleeve for the future.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-1325623625232301716?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/1325623625232301716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=1325623625232301716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1325623625232301716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1325623625232301716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/11/shadow-by-karin-alvtegen.html' title='&quot;Shadow&quot;, by Karin Alvtegen'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aPiqA6Y6pOA/TrPxkdYrI4I/AAAAAAAAAkg/rpMjlUFbOGw/s72-c/4285482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3916565070227201061</id><published>2011-11-04T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T10:12:25.314-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Drawing Conclusions", by Donna Leon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0DdJollQjI/TrPw2FvO2LI/AAAAAAAAAkY/TfzP1-hTmYU/s1600/10925384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0DdJollQjI/TrPw2FvO2LI/AAAAAAAAAkY/TfzP1-hTmYU/s320/10925384.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Book 20, in the Commissario Guido Brunetti Mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;As usual Ms. Leon’s social concerns always play a prominent component of her mysteries; in her latest tale she looks into how a civilized society treats abused women and the elderly. The catchy setting is the romantic waterways of Venice with the loveable and caring Commissario Brunetti at the helm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The story opens with the death of sexagenarian, Widow Costanza Altavilla, from what appears to be a fatal heart attack in her apartment in Santa Croce. The medical examiner concludes, no foul play, death by natural causes. Brunetti’s experience and instincts lead him in a completely different direction, why would an elderly woman living alone have clothing of different sizes and style not fitting her stature? Digging deeper he uncovers the fact she was running a clandestine safe house for women seeking shelter from domestic abuse, perhaps her death is the result of an encounter with a violent partner of one of these women. Eventually the enquiry brings him to a senior citizens home and to a gallery of a questionable art dealer……and with the help of Inspector Lorenzo Vianello and the ever-resourceful Signorina Elettra Zorzi, the truth surfaces and justice prevails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;As we expect from Ms. Leon, the novel is beautifully written, narrated with elegance and sly humour. Set against a backdrop of police indifference and corruption we see another side of Brunetti, distressed and having contradictory feeling towards the casual attitude of his fellow Venetians. The story is well-paced and moves very quickly with some unexpected twists to keep us guessing till the end, a never ending game of speculation trying to guess what really happened to Signora Altavilla. As always, the domestic interludes play a vital part of Donna Leon’s novels, this one is no exception. She has seasoned her story with moments that reflect her protagonist’s compassion, principles and the love for the simple pleasures of life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Drawing Conclusions” is an interesting and captivating addition to the series I enjoyed thoroughly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3916565070227201061?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3916565070227201061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3916565070227201061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3916565070227201061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3916565070227201061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/11/drawing-conclusions-by-donna-leon.html' title='&quot;Drawing Conclusions&quot;, by Donna Leon'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0DdJollQjI/TrPw2FvO2LI/AAAAAAAAAkY/TfzP1-hTmYU/s72-c/10925384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-2259883495317739002</id><published>2011-10-31T09:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:59:52.978-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Bidding", by Bill Haugland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-te74cW9woLQ/Tq6phnJ3tII/AAAAAAAAAkQ/on2XQ9eTTc4/s1600/TheBidding_jpg_1325500cl-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-te74cW9woLQ/Tq6phnJ3tII/AAAAAAAAAkQ/on2XQ9eTTc4/s320/TheBidding_jpg_1325500cl-2.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;2nd novel in the Ty Davis mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Former Montreal news anchor Bill Haugland recreates in his Ty Davis mystery the life of an eager crime reporter with his cameraman at his side and his trusty pen and notebook ready to follow ambulances and police cars in a quest to capture the next great scoop. This second novel is a mix of murder accented with arcane symbols reconstructing events that made the news during the 1970s. The main theme digs deep into scandals involving a religious cult, the action focuses on senior news reporter Ty Davis who works at CKCF, his character was first introduced to us in 2009 with "Mobile 9".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins in 1972, with the abduction of a Montreal girl walking home from school. When her body with those of her kidnappers are found in a farmhouse in St-Sauveur, the nucleus of the investigation relocates to the vibrant Laurentian community. The police soon discover strange circles, symbols and triangles drawn on the floor of a secret room in the basement leading investigators to believe there is more behind this strange abduction. Could this be an occult ritual killing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty Davis and his French counterpart Réal Gendron are well-known for their aggressiveness in bringing the latest breaking news to the public ear. With their strong contacts they are soon drawn into a bizarre sequence of events and find themselves in the middle of a complex international conspiracy that weaves back and forth between the Quebec and the Swiss headquarters of a religious cult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, on the home front, Davis faces personal problems that also need to be addressed while he pursues the demands of his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Haugland has delivered a captivating glimpse into the past, a blend of actual events and fiction that brings back memories of headlines, a blast from the past. The novel may not tell the full story but reading it brought me back to a very tumultuous time, not only with this sad event but also with the political and labour unrest that made the news on a daily bases. The author’s long experience and passion for reporting the news enhances the story tenfold. His writing style is down to earth and expertly captures the atmosphere of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my review of "Mobile 9", I mentioned how much I loved the intrepid Ty Davis and the rest of the cast, I am still smitten, once again the author has penned an exciting read and I am looking forward to Ty’s next adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-2259883495317739002?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2259883495317739002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=2259883495317739002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2259883495317739002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2259883495317739002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/10/bidding-by-bill-haugland.html' title='&quot;The Bidding&quot;, by Bill Haugland'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-te74cW9woLQ/Tq6phnJ3tII/AAAAAAAAAkQ/on2XQ9eTTc4/s72-c/TheBidding_jpg_1325500cl-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4101712389772819059</id><published>2011-10-15T10:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T10:36:02.050-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Rules of Betrayal", by Christopher Reich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oToeDRYds70/TpmaF880BHI/AAAAAAAAAkA/KS1wYyfzljA/s1600/8578506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oToeDRYds70/TpmaF880BHI/AAAAAAAAAkA/KS1wYyfzljA/s320/8578506.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Book 3, in the Jonathan Ransom series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 'Rules of Betrayal', Jonathan is called to action by the same U.S. military team that trained his wife Emma to be a deadly operative in the espionage game. This time, however, Jonathan has a very short time to learn the ropes and rules of survival before he is placed in a precarious, life-threatening situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story opens with Jonathan in Afghanistan continuing his work on his own without the assistance of Doctors without borders. When his assistant betrays him and all hell breaks loose Jonathan finally gets the occasion to meet Connor, Emma's former boss, who plays an important part in the eventual rescue by an American covert team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also learn Emma was recently unmasked as a double agent during an arms negotiation that went terribly wrong. Jonathan has problems accepting this theory but the mounting facts haunt him. The Division fears Emma has gone rogue somewhere in the mountainous border between Afghanistan and Pakistan and is helping a wealthy arms dealer locate and retrieve a long-lost U.S nuclear warhead missing in remote snow covered mountains. With this revelation, Connor has no trouble enticing Jonathan to work with them on their next operation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Mossad agent named Danni will be his primary trainer and show him the latest techniques in the art of foreign espionage. The idea is to have Jonathan replace a Swiss plastic surgeon who is known in the underworld to alter the appearance of terrorists. The word on the street is a rich terrorist operative connected to the warhead wants to alter his appearance and it is felt Jonathan can gain valuable intelligence from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel of international espionage is suspenseful from start to finish, a thriller that kept me on the edge and rapidly turning pages. The story has the necessary elements to make it interesting: plenty of action, wonderful players, an exotic local and an exciting storyline made to measure for our hero, Jonathan. The author has created Jonathan as a unique character always willing and able but somewhat manipulated by both his wife and government officials. On the other hand, Emma is portrayed as a fearless super woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Reichs crisp dialogue, simple prose and short chapters make reading his books a pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4101712389772819059?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4101712389772819059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4101712389772819059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4101712389772819059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4101712389772819059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/10/rules-of-betrayal-by-christopher-reich.html' title='&quot;Rules of Betrayal&quot;, by Christopher Reich'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oToeDRYds70/TpmaF880BHI/AAAAAAAAAkA/KS1wYyfzljA/s72-c/8578506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-1967853580751288230</id><published>2011-10-15T10:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T10:32:38.277-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Worth Dying For", by Lee Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EpgfOHR5yvQ/TpmZOMMcSXI/AAAAAAAAAj4/N9o5e_gRXxw/s1600/8357992.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EpgfOHR5yvQ/TpmZOMMcSXI/AAAAAAAAAj4/N9o5e_gRXxw/s320/8357992.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Book 15 in the Jack Reacher series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Reacher's new adventure will bring him closer to Virginia, his eastward destination. He leaves Bolton, South Dakota and his adventure in '61 Hours' behind him by hitching a ride that takes him to a desolate town in Nebraska County, his intention is to stay overnight at the only motel in town and hit the road early next morning. Avid followers of Reacher know better, trouble is never far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will think that after fifteen episodes, Reacher would know enough to keep his distance from trouble. This time his plans change when he befriends a doctor that is trying to drown his sorrows at the motel bar and offers to help him when he gets an emergency call to treat a local woman in distress. When they realise she has a broken nose and is a victim of conjugal violence, Reacher feels he is the woman's only line of defence. He soon gets embroiled in a power struggle between the town's people and the husband's powerful family. The family enforcers do not like strangers meddling in personal matters and have a tendency to discourage any involvement with brute force. After many encounters and looking like a pro-fighter on a bad day, Reacher wonders how his friend Susan in Virginia will react to his roughed up appearance. Giving back the town's people their self-respect is his immediate concern and leaving the local undertaker plenty of work has always been his trade mark before he moves on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel has all the ingredients to be a successful thriller: a tough hero with a code of ethics and true American values, easy to read, although the prose may seem a bit rough it is nevertheless clear and concise, the dialogue is rather artificial but don't let it bother you too much, the storyline is an absurd and unbelievable one but full of suspense with enough violence to satisfy the average fan. It's corny, it's fun, and it's a real blast to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-1967853580751288230?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/1967853580751288230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=1967853580751288230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1967853580751288230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1967853580751288230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/10/worth-dying-for-by-lee-child.html' title='&quot;Worth Dying For&quot;, by Lee Child'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EpgfOHR5yvQ/TpmZOMMcSXI/AAAAAAAAAj4/N9o5e_gRXxw/s72-c/8357992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-8977100352038324835</id><published>2011-10-07T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:48:45.429-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Agent X", by Noah Boyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0q1Iinqj8o/To8e-uKBadI/AAAAAAAAAik/CdwfT4Ai2bU/s1600/51297Jj0K3L._SL500_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0q1Iinqj8o/To8e-uKBadI/AAAAAAAAAik/CdwfT4Ai2bU/s320/51297Jj0K3L._SL500_.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Also published under the title “Last Chance to Die”&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Book 2 in the Steve Vail series&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Former FBI Agent Steve Vail and Assistant Director Kate Bannon are back. This second instalment to “The Bricklayer” works perfectly well as a stand-alone title although to understand where the characters come from, it is always preferable to read books in sequence. This is definitely for the dye hard lovers of espionage.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;In a blurb:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Steve is asked to return to the FBI by Director Bob Lasker to handle a particularly challenging and sensitive case involving Kate Bannon, former confrere and Steve’s sometime love interest. She was rumoured to have attempted suicide but the director was never really convinced and would like to prove it. Steve agrees to help and immediately digs into the mystery and the deceit behind Kate’s incident. Steve and Kate work together on leads that take them deep into the political world and the dark and dangerous underground of foreign espionage involving the Russians.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;My thoughts:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;This second novel is a fast-paced and intricately detailed thriller giving an overview on how a FBI Agent may proceed in solving high-profile cases. The author presents us with a challenging story and a smart-alecky lead character, Steve, who had no trouble recognizing that the Russians had moles working within the FBI. Navigating a maze of hidden codes and deciphering the names of the rogue agents became his priority, a delicate operation, one he exceled at, a real cat and mouse game to get to the agents before the Russians eliminate them and silence their mission.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I enjoyed most of the story, although, I admit losing some focus along the way. The plot is loaded with puzzles and plenty of action; some are repetitive and border on the silly side at times, nevertheless, the storyline is nicely written and is an entertaining read. My favourite of all the characters is Kate Bannon, she is far more engaging and intriguing than the wild card lead protagonist. It was also fun to follow the hot and cold romance between Kate and Steve; the dialogue between them is rather peppered with sarcasm making it an interesting relationship…Overall, the story is a well-rounded with a little something for everyone who is attracted to the world of thriller novels.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;This series may come to a sudden end with the sad and unfortunate passing of its author.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-8977100352038324835?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8977100352038324835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=8977100352038324835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8977100352038324835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8977100352038324835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/10/agent-x-by-noah-boyd.html' title='&quot;Agent X&quot;, by Noah Boyd'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0q1Iinqj8o/To8e-uKBadI/AAAAAAAAAik/CdwfT4Ai2bU/s72-c/51297Jj0K3L._SL500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-6327036214521350361</id><published>2011-09-24T10:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T10:08:30.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader`s corner'/><title type='text'>"Supreme Justice", by Phillip Margolin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MIsE_-KmGd8/Tn3j5ts79mI/AAAAAAAAAig/yk797BlYd6Y/s1600/7031099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MIsE_-KmGd8/Tn3j5ts79mI/AAAAAAAAAig/yk797BlYd6Y/s320/7031099.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;This novel is an exciting thriller, a puzzling murder mystery involving a ghost ship and the President’s nominee to the U.S Supreme Court. The story leads us in a twisted tale that opens more questions than answers involving a real soup mix of law enforcement officers: local police, state police, CIA, FBI, Homeland security and the U.S. Supreme court… (Hahaha it seems the only group missing is the keystone cops :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite an involved story with numerous characters, plots and sub-plots weaving in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main plot involves an attack on Felicia Moss, a Supreme Court Justice, who has the swing vote concerning a death penalty case reviewing the fate of Sara Wooddruff, a police officer, convicted of murdering her boyfriend, John Finley. When the officer’s appeal reaches the top court, shadowy links begin to surface to a mysterious ghost ship and several cold case murders. Reopening the case threatens to uncork a bubbling mess hidden within the justice system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private investigator Dana Cutler, FBI Agent Keith Evans and attorney Brad Miller are brought in to determine why the murder case is causing shockwaves in Washington. As they search for answers, they are forced to pull out every trick in the book, jump many hoops and cross many avenues. The result will inevitably leave a warm spot in the heart of any demanding mystery reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is sharply written with an interesting and charming cast. Although some recurring characters from “Executive Privilege” have the lead roles, not knowing their past history did not deter my interest, the non-stop action kept me on the edge of my seat and entertained for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-6327036214521350361?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6327036214521350361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=6327036214521350361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6327036214521350361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6327036214521350361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/supreme-justice-by-phillip-margolin.html' title='&quot;Supreme Justice&quot;, by Phillip Margolin'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MIsE_-KmGd8/Tn3j5ts79mI/AAAAAAAAAig/yk797BlYd6Y/s72-c/7031099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5044080720188963021</id><published>2011-09-24T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T10:04:18.140-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>With No One as Witness", by Elizabeth George</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cHueqVtHCmo/Tn3jMOOFqII/AAAAAAAAAic/0NiuTFE3ISQ/s1600/31365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cHueqVtHCmo/Tn3jMOOFqII/AAAAAAAAAic/0NiuTFE3ISQ/s320/31365.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Book 13, in the Inspector Lynley series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to see with this instalment my beloved protagonists Thomas Lynley and his partner Barbara Havers back to the forefront and plunged into a suspenseful case complete with red herrings and gritty crime scenes. The book provides an intellectual challenge, its 600 pages or more is a kaleidoscope of complicated themes and sub-themes crisscrossed with a rich narrative that keeps us on the edge of our seat while tracking the numerous players that pop in an out of the storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this novel we follow the procedures that Scotland Yard Detectives employ on the trail of a serial killer who targets young boys in London and displays their bodies in a gruesome manner. Commissioner Hillier realises he has a serial killer when a fourth victim, a white teen, surfaces with similar wounds to three other non- white victims, he also realises he has to stay ahead of media hype and diffuse any accusations of racial preference by promoting officer Nkate ( a black man) to Detective Sergeant. The commissioner wants full control, puppets on a string style, Nkate handling the general public side and he is pressuring Lynley to work closely with a respected profiler and a in your face reporter. Thomas Lynley is at odds with these orders and the friction between them quickly builds… Where there is friction Barbara Havers’ name always surfaces. She is still under scrutiny since her demotion but once more her style of working against the grain will bring success to the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile on another thread, on Lynley’s home front a tragedy awaits that will alter his life for ever…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although overall the storyline moves at a slow pace I was immediately engaged in this drama that is far darker, more sombre and definitely more tragic than any of the previous endeavours in Lynley’s career. I can’t wait to see what happens next, my library is a little behind in this series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5044080720188963021?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5044080720188963021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5044080720188963021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5044080720188963021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5044080720188963021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/with-no-one-as-witness-by-elizabeth.html' title='With No One as Witness&quot;, by Elizabeth George'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cHueqVtHCmo/Tn3jMOOFqII/AAAAAAAAAic/0NiuTFE3ISQ/s72-c/31365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-2003781190969924243</id><published>2011-09-24T09:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T09:58:49.647-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Godfather of Kathmandu", by John Burdett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFPEXBvYXS4/Tn3hoz56bxI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Wi2H_JI4fik/s1600/11696494.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFPEXBvYXS4/Tn3hoz56bxI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Wi2H_JI4fik/s320/11696494.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Book 4 in the Sonchai Jitpleecheep series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer’s speciality is to take his readers on an exotic and mysterious jaunt exploring the back streets of Bangkok where sex is a marketable commodity. He drags us into a culture unknown to many with his observations of the drug trade and official corruption. He also touches through his protagonist the religious customs of Tibetan Buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the book opens, Sonchai is struggling with the loss of his son and is depending more and more on a mixture of drugs and Buddhism to carry on his day to day life. Nevertheless he takes on the case of Frank Charles, a famous film director, murdered in a gruesome manner at a local flophouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Sonchai’s boss, Colonel Vikorn, is drawn into an alliance with his arch rival officer Zinna in one of the biggest drug deals to date. He appoints Sonchai as his trusted “Consigliere” to assist him in his dealings and on various errands. The word on the street between drug mules leads Sonchai to Kathmandu where he falls under the influence of his mantra and is smitten by Tara, a beautiful Tibetan Buddhist refugee. Eventually he returns to Bangkok and retargets his efforts to the Frank Charles investigation, finding the cause of death and the true culprit becomes a priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonchai narrates many of his thoughts in the first person and shares them with his “farang” (western reader) as though the reader was his guardian angel. He also purveys a rather cynical tone and switches between the present and the past tense. His character is well-crafted, a rather unique, unusual and bizarre detective. The story is written with the intricacies of crime and the culture and seasoned with a vivid description of food, sights and the sounds of a vibrant city. The plot is meaty although I found the style to be challenging with its many surprises that continually jockey for the readers’ attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enjoy this series depends strongly on personal taste; I find I am slowly losing interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-2003781190969924243?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2003781190969924243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=2003781190969924243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2003781190969924243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2003781190969924243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/godfather-of-kathmandu-by-john-burdett.html' title='&quot;The Godfather of Kathmandu&quot;, by John Burdett'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFPEXBvYXS4/Tn3hoz56bxI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Wi2H_JI4fik/s72-c/11696494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3982100724212516305</id><published>2011-09-24T09:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T09:54:20.142-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader`s corner'/><title type='text'>"Ape House", by Sara Gruen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-riTm_m8ub0A/Tn3g5qPSzfI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/AVYubhJZbO0/s1600/51297Jj0K3L._SL500_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-riTm_m8ub0A/Tn3g5qPSzfI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/AVYubhJZbO0/s320/51297Jj0K3L._SL500_.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;“Ape House” is a light read that attempts to open the animal world to us by bringing the Bonobos Apes to life in an original way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about a family of Bonobos, their caretaker scientist Isabel Duncan and a down to earth reporter John Thigpen. I will cover the plotting in a few words, it begins with the primate language laboratory being bombed and Isabel left badly injured, severe enough to end up in the trauma ward of the closest hospital. The Bonobos fall into the hands of a porn producer and are locked up in a house with cameras broadcasting their every move on cable television. Reporter John Thigpen covers the story while his personal life is on a down turn, his home life it is about to take a drastic change. The plotting gets meatier when Isabel is released from hospital and teams up with John to find out who targeted the laboratory, for what reason and what has happened to her family of apes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story explores in a far-fetched semi captivating manner, the issue of animal rights from the point of view of activists, scientists and the public. The plot takes a meandering course with a bit of action here and there mostly done by the humans, there are also subtle references to sexual activities amongst the apes and their unique methods of communication. I found this part satire and part morality driven tale was presented to us by a cast of lackluster and easily forgotten characters, maybe if the Bonobos had been given a greater role it would have left a more lasting impression. Unfortunately the book started strong just to peter out by the end, I was disappointed when the tale did not capture the apes’ behaviour, gestures and emotions in a more detailed fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the story was not what I had anticipated, I nevertheless enjoyed the change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3982100724212516305?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3982100724212516305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3982100724212516305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3982100724212516305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3982100724212516305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/ape-house-by-sara-gruen.html' title='&quot;Ape House&quot;, by Sara Gruen'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-riTm_m8ub0A/Tn3g5qPSzfI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/AVYubhJZbO0/s72-c/51297Jj0K3L._SL500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5014635986143384149</id><published>2011-09-10T10:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T10:10:52.922-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader`s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest", by Stieg Larsson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6uzhsExUUkQ/Tmt6qp8XW6I/AAAAAAAAAhs/GPtfRyRjKvU/s1600/6892870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6uzhsExUUkQ/Tmt6qp8XW6I/AAAAAAAAAhs/GPtfRyRjKvU/s400/6892870.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Book 3, in the Millennium trilogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This series has captivated me from the start, not only that each instalment is a superior pager-turner that manages to draw you into the world of interesting characters it also delivers a story that is riveting and wholly engrossing. "The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest" is complex, satisfying and clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final instalment picks up where the second left off. Lisbeth is in hospital under arrest and fighting for her life in intensive care, while her father, two rooms from her, is being treated for his axe wound to the face. From the start, the story is so crammed with characters, plots and sub-plots it will take a book itself to summarize the main points only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author loves to takes us on many side trips such as exposing the dirty secrets of the Swedish Secret Service while Lisbeth recuperates from her injuries and contemplates her revenge while waiting for her day in court. The plotting can be convoluted and challenging at times and the wild ride continues with Blomqvist exposing Zalachenco and his contacts with the Swedish government. True to the author's style, he has our heads spinning one curve after another, an endless supply of highs and lows. The many minor characters can give the reader a case of information overload, however, the storyline neatly wraps up the fate of each major player including the fascinating heroine, Lisbeth Salander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrettably this seems to be the end of the series. I will miss Mr. Larsson's contributions to the world of suspense novels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5014635986143384149?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5014635986143384149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5014635986143384149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5014635986143384149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5014635986143384149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/girl-who-kicked-hornets-nest-by-stieg.html' title='&quot;The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet&apos;s Nest&quot;, by Stieg Larsson'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6uzhsExUUkQ/Tmt6qp8XW6I/AAAAAAAAAhs/GPtfRyRjKvU/s72-c/6892870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-8164379329780045032</id><published>2011-09-10T10:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T10:10:41.263-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader`s corner'/><title type='text'>"Operation Napoleon", by Arnaldur Indridason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l53jI-7HAVc/Tmt55utIUPI/AAAAAAAAAho/ovjuGsN7xbY/s1600/11696494.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l53jI-7HAVc/Tmt55utIUPI/AAAAAAAAAho/ovjuGsN7xbY/s320/11696494.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Written over a decade ago but only recently translated into English "Operation Napoleon" is quite different from what we have become accustomed to. Arnaldur Indridason has deviated from his usual sleuth detective hero mystery to write an imaginative standalone thriller telling a story that reaches back to World War 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It begins in 1945 during the last months of the war when a German bomber on a clandestine mission is forced to crash- land on one of Iceland's largest glaciers. The plane and its passengers, senior American officers travelling with their German counterparts on a joint mission were quickly swallowed up by nature's harshest elements. They were missing but never really forgotten for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action swiftly shifts to the United States in the year 1999. The military always kept vigilance on the location and in later years through high-tech satellite imagery. When changing ice conditions revealed traces of the plane, a covert team was immediate dispatched to the site to recover the plane and its hidden secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so happens at the same time, groups of mountain rescuers are on a training mission and one of the teams, Elias and his friend, stumble across the wreckage guarded by armed US soldiers pointing guns at them. Suspicious of what they see, Elias immediately contacts his sister Kristin, a lawyer at the Icelandic foreign ministry, and manages to brief her before they are overwhelmed by the soldiers. The soldiers mandate under 'Operation Napoleon' is to maintain total secrecy at all cost. With the elimination of Elias and his friend they realise Kristin must also be silenced and the sooner the better .... The chase is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story continues at a fast pace, Kristin realises American operatives are after her and fears for her life, her only solution is to outsmart and outwit them. She feels if the crash site and those dedicated to keep it a secret are made public knowledge, the world will question what they are hiding at all cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thriller is highly captivating and exciting throughout; the action is a little farfetched at times but is nevertheless very well done. The theme is sharply written with depth rarely found in today's thrillers. I like the characterisation; the players are well-penned and have sufficient depth to be memorable, Kristin is especially well developed as a very resourceful heroine. Some may find the story portrays the Americans in a negative light but any thriller is based on two or more opposing sides and as we all know controversy can really stimulate one's mind and the sale of books, so I take it for what it is: an entertaining fiction that I thoroughly enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-8164379329780045032?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8164379329780045032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=8164379329780045032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8164379329780045032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8164379329780045032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/operation-napoleon-by-arnaldur.html' title='&quot;Operation Napoleon&quot;, by Arnaldur Indridason'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l53jI-7HAVc/Tmt55utIUPI/AAAAAAAAAho/ovjuGsN7xbY/s72-c/11696494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-815119974964383187</id><published>2011-09-05T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T10:10:14.153-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader`s corner'/><title type='text'>"Walking Dead", by Greg Rucka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXVbkFFE-dA/TmTVTa-uAxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/f8eS9f89eWM/s1600/51aPMPR9VoL._SL75_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXVbkFFE-dA/TmTVTa-uAxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/f8eS9f89eWM/s320/51aPMPR9VoL._SL75_.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Book 7, featuring Atticus Kodiak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This series and author is new to me, I realize starting with the 7th instalment is not ideal but with "Walking Dead" I was quickly hooked. Although it may have been most helpful to have read the previous books, I immediately felt comfortable in the story and found it could easily stand by its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written in the first person in a clear and concise prose the story grabs the attention from the start with its action, timely plot and stone cold protagonists that have been tested over and over and pushed to the edge seemingly right into the abyss at times. Do not fear as in all great thrillers the characters are like the energiser bunny...they just keep on going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This riveting storyline opens with Atticus and his lover Alena living in Kobuleti, Georgia, a place where they felt they could start a new life and distance themselves from the past. Their neighbours, the Lagidze family appear to have done the same. One day suddenly everything changes when the Lagidze family is slaughtered and Tiasa, the 14 year old daughter, is abducted. At this point Atticus swears to move heaven and hell to find Tiasa and give her a chance to live a life without fear. When Atticus discovers that Tiasa has been sold to sex traffickers to pay her father's debt, he becomes even more determined to find her; the trail takes him to Dubai, Amsterdam and Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the home front we see a second thread quickly developing one as important as the first: Alena narrowly escapes an attack and a terrible fire'..at this point I wondered if there was a possible link to the kidnapping or something from their past coming to back to haunt them? The suspense just kept on growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thriller is very captivating and one of the best I have read in a long time. The storyline is well-crafted with plenty of brutal and never ending action that exploits the dark side of human trafficking and the political shenanigans that it often attracts. The scenes are crawling with details that are sure to raise goose bumps. I was emotionally invested in Atticus; I wanted him to succeed regardless. This cleverly written thriller will leave you on a reader's high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-815119974964383187?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/815119974964383187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=815119974964383187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/815119974964383187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/815119974964383187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/waling-dead-by-greg-lucka.html' title='&quot;Walking Dead&quot;, by Greg Rucka'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXVbkFFE-dA/TmTVTa-uAxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/f8eS9f89eWM/s72-c/51aPMPR9VoL._SL75_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-1641691762077853758</id><published>2011-08-26T09:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T09:53:03.320-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Sentimentalists", by Johanna Skibsrud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l2uFHRVMbW4/TlejsdcRFrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/iwyjHoDU4mA/s1600/51aPMPR9VoL._SL500_.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l2uFHRVMbW4/TlejsdcRFrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/iwyjHoDU4mA/s320/51aPMPR9VoL._SL500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645160642144966322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;This debut novel, a sombre story of the unreliability of memory and the emotional ghosts of war won its author the prestigious Scotianbank Giller Prize in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skibsrub's background as a poet stands out immediately. The prose is heavy in precision, mainly focussing on words and turns of phrases and less on the action and character development. In my humble opinion this book is overwritten, it is composed with an astounding play on words and over use of adjectives that may be appealing to some but not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is narrated by an unnamed person who returns to stay with her father, a Vietnam War veteran. She recalls her father's life in a meandering voice that moves between the present and the past and shifts rather awkwardly between Fargo, ND and Casablanca, Ontario and the battlefields of Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half of the book was so tedious it fast became boring and I simply lost interest, only 200 pages and I couldn't stick with it till the end ...Something I rarely do....So in all fairness I leave others to be the judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-1641691762077853758?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/1641691762077853758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=1641691762077853758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1641691762077853758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1641691762077853758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/08/sentimentalists-by-johanna-skibsrud.html' title='&quot;The Sentimentalists&quot;, by Johanna Skibsrud'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l2uFHRVMbW4/TlejsdcRFrI/AAAAAAAAAhg/iwyjHoDU4mA/s72-c/51aPMPR9VoL._SL500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3888352797078293049</id><published>2011-08-26T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T09:43:35.545-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Heretic Queen", by Michelle Moran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSDQco6tqJc/TleiyZZLK0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/leraBQlwhBw/s1600/6416651.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSDQco6tqJc/TleiyZZLK0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/leraBQlwhBw/s320/6416651.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645159644625840962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;"The Heretic Queen" covers a period several years after the timeline of previous novel "Nefertiti".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once more, the author is taking us into a fulfilling journey through time with her simple and beautiful prose. This historical fiction recounts the life of young Nefertari, niece of Nefertiti, from her orphan years in the court of Seti 1 through the days after her coronation as Queen of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is clear from the start that the story although based on facts is highly romanticised for appeal. The author has let her imagination fill the gaps in history with creative speculation to grasp the reader's attention and plunge him into the Ancient Egyptian world of Ramesses the Great with all its splendour and tribulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the ups and downs of life, Nefertari narrates how although a Princess she is first treated like an outcast but her love for Ramesses since childhood and her determination to succeed will be her triumph. By 15, fluent in 5 languages and highly educated, this young woman not only wins the heart of a future Pharaoh but also of a nation, her skills and wits made her a successful Queen admired and respected by her followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is a heart-warming love story and a delight to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3888352797078293049?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3888352797078293049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3888352797078293049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3888352797078293049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3888352797078293049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/08/heretic-queen-by-michelle-moran.html' title='&quot;The Heretic Queen&quot;, by Michelle Moran'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSDQco6tqJc/TleiyZZLK0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/leraBQlwhBw/s72-c/6416651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-6991067741367344687</id><published>2011-08-26T09:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T09:39:20.681-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Midnight House", by Alex Berenson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXFdE5AqZjI/Tleh74rT5UI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Vml7x_Fmh4c/s1600/6999817.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXFdE5AqZjI/Tleh74rT5UI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Vml7x_Fmh4c/s320/6999817.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645158708130604354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Book 4, in the John Wells series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is a fictional account about people, their politics on interrogation and the harsh techniques performed on detainees to obtain information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIA agent John Wells was on R&amp;amp;R in New Hampshire when his superior Ellis Shafer calls him back to Langley. An assassin has been killing one by one, members of the defunct team of 10 called 'Task Force 673 '. They were based in Poland at a place code name Midnight House and their mission was to interrogate high-value terrorists with whatever means necessary and extract vital Intel from the most dedicated and most radical. Could the killings be a question of pay back at all cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Wells back in the fold, he poses as an Arabic-speaking journalist in Cairo with the ultimate mission to find and interview Alaa Zumari and back at the home front, Shafer works his contacts he has developed over the years. Soon into the investigation they realize members of the 673 are being not only targeted by the enemy but also back at home by high ranking officials who do not want the truth to become public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 4th instalment is a tale of moral corruption, cynicism and political manipulation. I find the storyline has a deeper message than the author's previous novels and has a slight philosophical and political overtone. It also covers an interesting topic: the torture of enemy combatants by Americans on foreign soil. The story jumps back and forth in time; it covers the 673 operations in Poland and the present day investigation. The pacing is slow at times with only a few vivid action sequences to provide a good adrenaline rush, however the writer has cleverly incorporated events of the past years with some plot twists to intrigue and challenge us. The story is driven by a large cast of interesting and well-drawn characters and Mr. Berenson has expertly developed his protagonist into multi-dimensional patriot extraordinaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Midnight House' is very engaging and a mind stimulating read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-6991067741367344687?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6991067741367344687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=6991067741367344687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6991067741367344687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6991067741367344687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/08/midnight-house-by-alex-berenson.html' title='&quot;The Midnight House&quot;, by Alex Berenson'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXFdE5AqZjI/Tleh74rT5UI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Vml7x_Fmh4c/s72-c/6999817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-2308715901194705923</id><published>2011-08-22T09:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:45:11.527-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Cross Fire", by James Patterson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NcT1-KitaNQ/TlJdPnDOhKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/6aFJEBo5LTw/s1600/7856305.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NcT1-KitaNQ/TlJdPnDOhKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/6aFJEBo5LTw/s320/7856305.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643675805810590882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Book 17, in the Alex Cross series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading so many books in this series, the style and structure have become predictable. I found the story to have many familiar aspects about it that left me with a sense of déjà vu. This latest is definitely for the die-hard fan that slowly plods along or the reader who only reads the occasional thriller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot involves two main running threads. The first involves a pair of assassins who take it upon themselves to eliminate people of questionable ethics, in particular those who have committed crimes against the poor and have escaped the strong arm of justice on a technicality. Alex knows if the killers are not caught soon, this vigilante justice will continue. The second thread involves Alex's old nemeses, Kyle Craig, who recently escaped from prison and is on a mission of revenge '. It is payback time for Alex and his family'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to his trademark, Patterson has stayed with his choppy style of writing, short chapters and many empty pages to provide an easy and speedy read. Although the plot follows a pattern that has been used many times before it nevertheless created some entertaining moments. Maybe the time has come to retire Alex Cross and move on to a successor with a different flair to solving crimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-2308715901194705923?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2308715901194705923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=2308715901194705923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2308715901194705923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2308715901194705923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/08/cross-fire-by-james-patterson.html' title='&quot;Cross Fire&quot;, by James Patterson'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NcT1-KitaNQ/TlJdPnDOhKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/6aFJEBo5LTw/s72-c/7856305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5049920785092939962</id><published>2011-08-22T09:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:43:08.040-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Peony in Love", by Lisa See</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6ekY8FxndQ/TlJc39c4e3I/AAAAAAAAAgg/OZcVCXXUGZM/s1600/24472.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6ekY8FxndQ/TlJc39c4e3I/AAAAAAAAAgg/OZcVCXXUGZM/s320/24472.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643675399506918258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;This book is a blend of historical perspective combined with the spiritual life of 17th century China. A 9 hours long opera 'The Peony Pavilion' written by Tan Xianzu in 1598 provides the framework. The opera tells a tale of lovesick young women who fall in love go on a hunger strike and gradually waist away only to be reborn after their death as ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author's tale is a mix of spirituality, cultural details, tradition, superstitions and everyday life experiences. The story opens with 16 year old Peony and other young women watching through a slit in the viewing screen the opening performance of 'The Peony Pavilion', custom does not allow them to mix with the male audience. During a poignant moment in the performance Peony catches a glimpse of Wu Ren, a handsome young man in the audience. Overcome by emotion she leaves the room and as destiny would have it, she eventually encounters him in a courtyard near the lakeside pavilion'..it is an encounter that launches a love story with all the atmosphere of the period'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tragic love story takes us through a mystical journey to hell, with demons, ghosts and sword fighting. The main character Peony narrates her life in a rather lackluster manner and appears a little naïve when devastated by cruel twists of fate. When she reappears as a ghost the story become monotonous, a constant tale of stalking and obsessiveness and the slow pacing became overwhelming and I found myself quickly losing interest and eventually wondered how I made it to the last page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all fairness, there are interesting parts that add a tad of substance to the tale, I found the background information about the Cataclysm, the Manchu overthrow of the Ming regime and the beliefs and ritual of the people to be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not have appreciated this novel to its fullest but others have and others will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5049920785092939962?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5049920785092939962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5049920785092939962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5049920785092939962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5049920785092939962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/08/peony-in-love-by-lisa-see.html' title='&quot;Peony in Love&quot;, by Lisa See'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6ekY8FxndQ/TlJc39c4e3I/AAAAAAAAAgg/OZcVCXXUGZM/s72-c/24472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4488222682185642325</id><published>2011-08-13T10:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T10:40:55.994-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Absurdistan", by Gar Shteyngart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGYZVKtUlPQ/TkaM7qLAmHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/hZ5-Wz_H-Wo/s1600/70509.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGYZVKtUlPQ/TkaM7qLAmHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/hZ5-Wz_H-Wo/s320/70509.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640350539888760946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; &lt;div class="reviewText mediumText description" itemprop="reviewBody" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;The book is a strange story about love, the affection for a beloved papa, for the city of New York, for a sweet and poor girl in the Bronx and for the INS (Immigration and Naturalization Service).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is told by Misha Borisovich Vainberg, aka “Snack Daddy” a grossly overweight man, an in your face secular Jew with a distinguishably parrot beak and above all, the son the 1238th richest man in Russia. While in the US, on a student visa, he has earned a degree in multicultural studies from Accidental College NY and his sole ambition is to immigrate to the USA and live with his hot Latina girlfriend. However it was not meant to be, it was discovered his gangster father had murdered a businessman in Oklahoma, and to make matters worse his visa card was revoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misha sees his salvation in the oil-rich nation of Absurdistan where consular officers can be easily bought and will sell him a Belgian passport. With his new identity and help from his friend Alosh-Bob and his manservant Timofey, Misha hopes to circumvent previous hurdles but things do not go as planned and everything turns south….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am surely not the only one to realize that 338 pages of satire quickly becomes a drag especially if the story doesn’t grab you from the start. Maintaining a steady diet of satire and mockery has its limits and is not meant for everyone, Misha’s pathetic sex driven and unappealing character reaches a point of over exposure and a turn off. I felt the book to be mostly ridiculous, unbelievable and above all absurd. All this said, it may nevertheless appeal to a certain group with a broader sense of humour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4488222682185642325?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4488222682185642325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4488222682185642325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4488222682185642325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4488222682185642325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/08/absurdistan-by-gar-shteyngart.html' title='&quot;Absurdistan&quot;, by Gar Shteyngart'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGYZVKtUlPQ/TkaM7qLAmHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/hZ5-Wz_H-Wo/s72-c/70509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7779426953771251136</id><published>2011-08-13T10:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T10:39:13.594-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Nefertiti", by Michelle Moran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--E30oV15oNE/TkaMhGgYW4I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/v6zlWGYBcs4/s1600/51YrdFsn6jL._SL500_.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--E30oV15oNE/TkaMhGgYW4I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/v6zlWGYBcs4/s320/51YrdFsn6jL._SL500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640350083638123394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Writing historical fiction set in the Eighteenth Dynasty, ancient Egypt, is a challenging endeavour and difficult to deliver. With a vivid imagination the author has created an interesting spin on a fascinating chapter in history. This is a dramatic tale of two unforgettable sisters one so beautiful she will attract the attention of all Egyptians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is narrated by Mutnodjmet (Mutny), the younger (haft) sister of Nefertiti. She tells the story of how her beloved sister, a woman of exceptional beauty and great aspirations to power eventually marries and becomes the ruler of Egypt. It commences with the arranged marriage of fifteen year old Nefertiti to pharaoh Amunhotep IV, a young man with great plans that include changing the entire spiritual structure, ultimately making Aten (the sun disk) the center of worship. It was hoped the marriage would tone down Amunhotep’s vision but as fate would have it, Nefertiti had high ambitions of her own and like her husband wanted the complete support and adoration of the people. As we progress through the pages, we follow the struggle to change the course of politics and worship of the Egyptian population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong family dynamics come to life within the main thread and we see double dealing, corruption and vengeance running ramped in the Royal court. It is the ultimate recipe for a Dynasty spiralling downward to a disastrous ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed Ms. Moran’s version, she provides an exciting atmospheric story where the reader can almost see the sights, smell the scents and hear the sounds. Of all the characters I preferred Mutny, she is portrayed as a loveable and sympathetic person a complete contrast to her egocentric and unstable sister and the Pharaoh. I also found the unusual dynamic between the pharaoh and his daughters particularly interesting. Some may find the dialog to be a bit too simplistic but it made for a light and a refreshing summer read for the none purist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is highly fictionalized to make it entertaining so history critics should probably take a pass or take it for what it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7779426953771251136?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7779426953771251136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7779426953771251136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7779426953771251136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7779426953771251136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/08/nefertiti-by-michelle-moran.html' title='&quot;Nefertiti&quot;, by Michelle Moran'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--E30oV15oNE/TkaMhGgYW4I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/v6zlWGYBcs4/s72-c/51YrdFsn6jL._SL500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7366981907451520104</id><published>2011-08-13T10:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T10:37:03.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"City of Veils", by Zoë Ferraris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6sdTT270sWg/TkaL_HxkVxI/AAAAAAAAAgI/8-_J7rjZ0V8/s1600/7168509.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6sdTT270sWg/TkaL_HxkVxI/AAAAAAAAAgI/8-_J7rjZ0V8/s320/7168509.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640349499863095058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Book 2 in the Katya Hijazi series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“City of Veils” is a modern crime fiction that provides a unique insight into the minds of men highly influenced by their religious upbringing and customs. As a reader from the West, it is an intriguing and shocking glimpse into a life where men and women contribute in a totally different manner in day to day survival. The scorching sands of Saudi Arabia provide the backdrop in this fast-paced and compelling story. The exciting plotting with its many twists and turns and well-drawn characters are what make this exceptional novel what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author has weaved seamlessly three threads together to create a sizzling thriller; it begins with the discovery of a mutilated body of a young woman on a beach. Detective Inspector Osama Ibrahim of the Jeddah Police and female officer Faiza start the investigation and are later join by Katya to interview female witnesses. Katya is very ambitious and her drive will push her too independently research the murder with the help of her trusted friend, Nayir. Another thread has Eric Walker, an American, disappearing under strange circumstances, his wife Mariam seeks help from the American consulate but is disappointed in their lack of results and eventually turns to Nayir and Katya. The author also skilfully develops the personal side of the main characters, Osama who is totally smitten by his wife is in for a rude awakening and Nayir struggles with his principals and feelings towards Katya as their attraction to each other becomes stronger….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great sequel to “Finding Nouf”, time well spent between the pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7366981907451520104?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7366981907451520104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7366981907451520104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7366981907451520104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7366981907451520104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/08/city-of-veils-by-zoe-ferraris.html' title='&quot;City of Veils&quot;, by Zoë Ferraris'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6sdTT270sWg/TkaL_HxkVxI/AAAAAAAAAgI/8-_J7rjZ0V8/s72-c/7168509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-249501135832073905</id><published>2011-08-09T11:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T11:35:10.966-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Finding Nouf", by Zoë Ferraris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_UQDJT7bUI/TkFTmqIK84I/AAAAAAAAAgA/uIXYg9hTXsY/s1600/6037270.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_UQDJT7bUI/TkFTmqIK84I/AAAAAAAAAgA/uIXYg9hTXsY/s320/6037270.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638880132053267330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Also published under the title 'The Night of the Mir'aj '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book1 in the Katya Hijazi series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an unusual and engaging detective mystery that takes us inside Saudi Arabia, to the heart of a society normally closed to outsiders, thus offering a fascinating and riveting glimpse into the stricter side of the Islamic culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is basically a run of the mill mystery but what makes it stand above many in its genre is the manner in which the author has conveyed her thoughts on a segment of Saudi life. This exquisitely written tale is told with respect, without judgement and from both female and male perspectives skilfully drawing the reader into the psyche of the author's finely portrayed protagonists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suspense starts with sixteen year old Nouf disappearing from her house days before her arranged marriage and under murky circumstances. Could she have been kidnapped or has she run away? Her brother Othman seeks help from his trusted friend Nayir and asks him to investigate. A week into the investigation, Nayir and his Bedouin comrades discover Nouf's body in the desert outside Jeddah, but this leaves many questions to be answer. The coroner quickly rules Nouf's death an accident but lab assistant, Katya Hijazi, feels there is more to the story and shares her thoughts with Nayir. The fact that Nouf was pregnant and had defensive wounds sets off alarm bells, how can this be considered an accident? Katya and Nayir lead the reader through a maze of Saudi customs to find out what really happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Finding Nouf' is fast paced and loaded with twists and turns, very entertaining and captivating from start to finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-249501135832073905?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/249501135832073905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=249501135832073905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/249501135832073905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/249501135832073905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/08/finding-nouf-by-zoe-ferraris.html' title='&quot;Finding Nouf&quot;, by Zoë Ferraris'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H_UQDJT7bUI/TkFTmqIK84I/AAAAAAAAAgA/uIXYg9hTXsY/s72-c/6037270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-1002674039906179994</id><published>2011-07-29T09:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T09:55:20.466-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"First Daughter", by Eric Van Lustbader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9wKBYPJKtZQ/TjK7cTUDkaI/AAAAAAAAAf4/JSm2qey9TtM/s1600/2874648.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9wKBYPJKtZQ/TjK7cTUDkaI/AAAAAAAAAf4/JSm2qey9TtM/s320/2874648.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634772178689036706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;Book1 in the Jack McClure series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new series joins the many political thrillers available to today's readers. The story revolves mainly around politics and religion and an outgoing President who makes his decisions based on his religious beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is tightly plotted with many twists and turns and enough cliff-hangers to keep us flipping pages. It opens with the abduction of Alli Carson, the 19-year-old daughter of U.S. President-elect, a month before her father's inauguration. P.E. Edward Carson seeks the help of his long-time friend Agent Jack McClure, his daughter Alli was once a roommate of Jack's daughter Emma who died in a tragic accident. P.E Carson knows Jack well enough to understand that his determination and devotion will drive him to extremes to find Alli and bring her home safely. On Jack's personal side he has learned how to hide and deal with his dyslexia however he is still struggling with the loss of Emma and the subsequent separation from his wife. There is trouble stirring in the world of politics, the outgoing administration wants their Christian philosophy to dominate, they firmly believe it is a secularist movement that is behind the kidnapping and refuse to consider any other possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot thickens when Jack goes renegade, working strictly against protocol; he runs a parallel investigation to the Secret Service and other government agencies. While on the path of this dangerous and calculating kidnapper, Jack chooses to trust his own instinct and unique abilities to stay one step ahead of the villain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thriller has oodles of farfetched action to entertain us. I felt the religious sub-plots boarded too much on extremism and hindered the pacing quite a bit, if there was an underlying message between the lines, I am afraid I totally missed it. Jack's life is portrayed as rather sad and depressing, he is a man that lost everything dear to him and subsequently hides himself in his career. His character is well- develop: a flawed but brilliant hero with unique and extraordinary abilities. The villain has a sci-fi overture not quite fitting to this thriller....and the rest of the characters fall into my run of the mill category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all is said and done, I must admit this novel will be filed into my ho-hum category....not bad but not memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-1002674039906179994?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/1002674039906179994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=1002674039906179994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1002674039906179994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1002674039906179994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/first-daughter-by-eric-van-lustbader.html' title='&quot;First Daughter&quot;, by Eric Van Lustbader'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9wKBYPJKtZQ/TjK7cTUDkaI/AAAAAAAAAf4/JSm2qey9TtM/s72-c/2874648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3205954982198631386</id><published>2011-07-24T10:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T10:21:54.172-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"A Place of Hiding", by Elizabeth George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ezv5cQeoNg/TiwqZuH4FGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/QyxMtQiLcFA/s1600/31367.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 117px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ezv5cQeoNg/TiwqZuH4FGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/QyxMtQiLcFA/s320/31367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632923855299810402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Book 12 in the Inspector Lynley series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. George has created a tale of human relationships, a story of betrayal and devotion. This mind bending who- done-it investigative suspense brings us to the Channel Island of Guernsey to solve the murder case of millionaire Guy Brouard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story commences with China River and her brother Cherokee travelling from California to deliver architectural drawings to Guy Brouard, a rich philanthropist with eccentric ideas. Shortly after their arrival, Brouard is murdered and the police quickly target China as the prime suspect and arrest her. Cherokee goes to London to seek help from one of China’s old schoolmates Deborah St-James. Deborah and her husband agree and leave for Guernsey to see what they can do to prove her innocence. As they poke around, they find the locals are very tight lipped; the skeletons in their past relating to WW11 Nazi occupation always seem to surface. They discover Brouard’s death has a definite link to the past and many could gain from his demise, they feel the police have not expanded their suspect pool enough and are overlooking many important details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This complex mystery features Deborah and Simon St-James, two supporting characters often found in Ms. George’s earlier novels. Once again, she has sidelined her normally main protagonists, Barbara Havers completely and Thomas Lynley has only a cameo role at the end of the story. I find the author is becoming long winded; too much detail and too many sub-characters can easily be overdone and turn into a drag. The plot is not as convoluted and is far better than the previous novel “A Traitor to Memory” but I find it is still slow moving and plods along at times. Nevertheless I did like this novel and particularly had fun trying to guess who done it…I was totally off the mark till the very end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3205954982198631386?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3205954982198631386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3205954982198631386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3205954982198631386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3205954982198631386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/place-of-hiding-by-elizabeth-george.html' title='&quot;A Place of Hiding&quot;, by Elizabeth George'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ezv5cQeoNg/TiwqZuH4FGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/QyxMtQiLcFA/s72-c/31367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4280344965261723099</id><published>2011-07-24T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T10:19:42.758-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Amagansett", by Mark Mills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ERO-JKSXqto/Tiwp4YmpLaI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Qcgw9QderqE/s1600/494130.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ERO-JKSXqto/Tiwp4YmpLaI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Qcgw9QderqE/s320/494130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632923282587594146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Also published under the title “The Whaleboat House”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amagansett is a clever story set in 1947, in a small working class village east of the Hamptons. The white sandy beaches and dunes have been inhabited by rugged fishermen for years and have come to attract the wealthy and cultured city folk during their summer vacation. As travel became easier, a different class of people frequented the area, rich sports fisherman put a strain on locals whose livelihood depended on the ocean’s bounty for their survival. Where tension grows, trouble is sure to follow…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its central plot: part mystery, part thriller and part historical fiction involves money, elite members of society, conniving bad guys, corrupt law enforcement, a war hero and a sexy cop. It opens when Conrad Labarde and Rollo Kemp, fishermen, snag what appears to be a dead weight. When they pull it out of the water much to their horror they discover the body of Lillian Wallace, a beautiful socialite and daughter of a powerful man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deputy Chief Tom Hollis is lead investigator and one of his first priorities is to question family and friends. This turns out to be quite a challenge, the locals are not cooperative and all appear to be hiding something. To make things worse, his superiors pressure him from the other side, they want him to wrap up his investigation without delay and declare the incident an accidental drowning and move on. Something smells fishy…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline meanders at times, slowly unraveling into a “who-done-it” coloured with local myths that are expertly told through fisherman folklore and tales of the sea that go back to the times of the Montaukette Indians. A flashback to the war and other nuggets of history and some tender love moments all add colour to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tale is powerfully told and shines in its depiction of the fishermen’s ways of life and their sacrifices during the war. The dialogue, characterization and plotting are riveting. Some may find the pacing to be a bit slow, I did at first but soon found myself absorbed in this intricately woven tale. This is an excellent and captivating novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4280344965261723099?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4280344965261723099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4280344965261723099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4280344965261723099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4280344965261723099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/amagansett-by-mark-mills.html' title='&quot;Amagansett&quot;, by Mark Mills'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ERO-JKSXqto/Tiwp4YmpLaI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Qcgw9QderqE/s72-c/494130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-1780282420495588902</id><published>2011-07-24T10:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T10:17:05.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>Peter Pan, by J.M. Barrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_C8O8KBX2ZI/TiwpJKiGRdI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cTOkBuICwME/s1600/peter_pan.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_C8O8KBX2ZI/TiwpJKiGRdI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cTOkBuICwME/s320/peter_pan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632922471356581330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;This tale has been enchanting us since its creation. Originally written for adults and highly successful since its debut, this mischievous character has appeared in several works of fiction and adaptations, including the widely known animated film version by “Walt Disney”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Pan is a boy who can fly and magically refuses to grow up. He spends his childhood adventuring Neverland as the leader of a gang of Lost Boys. His escapades include mermaids, Indians, fairies, pirates and ordinary boys. The adventure is triggered after Peter Pan suddenly appears at the Darling residence, looking for his shadow in the children’s bedroom….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading the Ereader version of this unique and entertaining story of Tinker Bell, Peter Pan and all the characters, it brought back fine memories of my youth, many enjoyable hours spent with Disney’s mythical creations. The story is dark, sad, rather creepy and very violent, it also highlights how precious childhood is and how adults view it. I rather think if it were not for the animated versions still burnt into my mind, this book would have been a ho-hum read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying around is great fun …..The only way to travel…..all you need is a good sprinkling of fairy dust…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, this is a childhood fantasy that is more dependent on visual effects than words alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-1780282420495588902?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/1780282420495588902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=1780282420495588902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1780282420495588902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1780282420495588902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/peter-pan-by-jm-barrie.html' title='Peter Pan, by J.M. Barrie'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_C8O8KBX2ZI/TiwpJKiGRdI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cTOkBuICwME/s72-c/peter_pan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-8754682911302623812</id><published>2011-07-13T10:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:52:29.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Naked Heat", by Richard Castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImWamWwRXz8/Th2xAr4BSII/AAAAAAAAAfY/Inal-8-P4S0/s1600/7776678.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImWamWwRXz8/Th2xAr4BSII/AAAAAAAAAfY/Inal-8-P4S0/s320/7776678.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628849734618794114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Book2 in the Nikki Heat series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any doubt this charming series is intended for fans of the TV program 'Castle'. Each new addition mimics the warm chemistry created by the show. The plot sends the readers' imagination on a wild ride that has ample cute and amusing twists. This latest is undeniably entertaining, although the writing is run of the mill and predictable; we nevertheless find red herrings, snippets of police work, moments of tensions and romance between the two leads and a snappy dialog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Naked Heat' centers on the murder of a well-known gossip columnist famous for her revealing articles on people in the public eye. It is rumoured that she is about to release a career making tell-all, one that will blow the minds of all concerned. We follow Nikki Heat and her partner hotshot reporter/writer Jameson Rook and her team of detectives on the trail of the murderer of this high profile columnist. The clues some good some misleading takes us through a maze of information, a world of secrets, cover-ups and scandals as they trade barbs and innuendos all the while taking heat from the press and their superiors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fun and fast read will appeal to both regulars of the TV show and enthusiasts of simple, exciting mystery novels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-8754682911302623812?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8754682911302623812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=8754682911302623812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8754682911302623812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8754682911302623812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/naked-heat-by-richard-castle.html' title='&quot;Naked Heat&quot;, by Richard Castle'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImWamWwRXz8/Th2xAr4BSII/AAAAAAAAAfY/Inal-8-P4S0/s72-c/7776678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-8374780542200215294</id><published>2011-07-13T10:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:50:07.177-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Ghosts of Belfast", by Stuart Neville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fFP7B_ClWA/Th2wkA972nI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/isHQX_akWKU/s1600/8153139.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fFP7B_ClWA/Th2wkA972nI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/isHQX_akWKU/s320/8153139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628849242064542322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Also published under the title 'The Twelve'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is a stunning debut thriller; tension-filled from start to finish telling the fictional story of Gerry Fegan, a former IRA assassin who is haunted by ghosts of his twelve victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was grabbed from the first pages and I couldn't read fast enough to see the outcome. The tale begins with the central protagonist, Gerry Fegan, driven to the brink of insanity, haunted and tormented day and night by the terrible memories of the twelve people he killed. Since his release from Maze Prison, he spends his waking moments in a state of inebriation in an attempt to seek refuge from the visions and guilt that continually haunt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day through a vision, he sees a possible way out, eliminate the people who contracted these murders and hopefully banished the ghosts of guilt forever and lead a normal life. One by one, Fegan seeks out the master minds and makes them pay for their misguided decisions, a life for a life, gradually clearing the burden hanging heavy over his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is full of energy creating an escalating sense of tension as you go deeper into it. The author has created a harsh and unrelenting story that dabs into the political and religious landscape of today's Ireland and the fragility of its peace accord. The prose is sharp and emotional. ' Ghosts of Belfast' is a mystery novel with a different spin, brilliantly done and brims with its strong characterization. We see how leaders with self centered ideas manipulate the minds of average people and turn them into puppets, some haunted by their actions for the rest of their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my time spent with this thought provoking thriller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-8374780542200215294?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8374780542200215294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=8374780542200215294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8374780542200215294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8374780542200215294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/ghosts-of-belfast-by-stuart-neville.html' title='&quot;The Ghosts of Belfast&quot;, by Stuart Neville'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fFP7B_ClWA/Th2wkA972nI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/isHQX_akWKU/s72-c/8153139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4641430309015325268</id><published>2011-07-13T10:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:47:29.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Bury your Dead", by Louise Penny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AYOFnXslBlQ/Th2v4Dk_w9I/AAAAAAAAAfI/EjpKUcSyJ2M/s1600/7945049.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AYOFnXslBlQ/Th2v4Dk_w9I/AAAAAAAAAfI/EjpKUcSyJ2M/s320/7945049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628848486851003346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;6th book the Chief Inspector Gamache series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Bury your Dead', won numerous awards in Canada and other countries for being the 'Best Crime Novel' in 2010 and consequently became profitable for everyone in the business. Browsing reviews from different sites before I finalized my thoughts, I discovered most readers' qualified it as extraordinary; the best in the series'.seems I am one of the few to question this assessment.'OMG did I dislike one of Louise Penny's cosy novels? What did I miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with those saying that Louise Penny ran out of ideas in this one, after creating so much murder and suspense in Three Pines she seems to have lost focus and direction in this one. The action moves to Québec City, dead of winter, Carnival time, where we learn the loveable Inspector has suffered a traumatic event. Initially I wondered, did I miss something, where, when and how did this event happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This latest instalment is a rather quiet introspective story that intertwines three plots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Inspector Gamache while in recovery mode decides to spend some time with his mentor in Québec City and rehash some of his memories that still haunt him and try to tie up some loose ends. While there, he stumbles upon the Lit&amp;amp; His Library/Museum at the time when a body is discovered in the basement. Naturally our Québec 'Columbo' takes the reins of the investigation, an investigation that brushes the delicate aspects of history between the French and Anglo communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) While in flashback mode Gamache rehashes the events of a deadly police investigation that went terribly wrong. A deadly raid that always comes back to haunt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Another case that has also haunted him over time is brought to the forefront. He was never happy with the outcome and asks Jean Guy Beauvoir to revisit the case with the hope of answering some of his unanswered questions. It is a step back in time covering the events in the novel 'The Brutal Telling'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author hopscotches her way between plots that are not linked in an awkward manner making it very hard to follow, even with a full background of the previous novels, I found it a challenge. MS. Penny passion for Québec can be overwhelming at times, French terms and expression add atmosphere to the prose but may not have full effect if not understood. Gamache wandering the cobble stone streets of the Old City munching a baguette or a croissant spells tourist rather than a native of the province in my books'.The pacing pussyfoots all through the story, the only serious action surfaces in the last pages with Gamache's step by step recount of the botched investigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a tedious read, a disappointment. I preferred when Inspector Gamache focused on one case at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4641430309015325268?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4641430309015325268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4641430309015325268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4641430309015325268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4641430309015325268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/bury-your-dead-by-louise-penny.html' title='&quot;Bury your Dead&quot;, by Louise Penny'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AYOFnXslBlQ/Th2v4Dk_w9I/AAAAAAAAAfI/EjpKUcSyJ2M/s72-c/7945049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3629167574862840404</id><published>2011-07-01T10:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:38:25.678-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Water Rat of Wanchai", by Ian Hamilton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkfB8iiMjKY/Tg3YuiiyrZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_cdFLqz97T4/s1600/51Z%252BqWVmncL._SL500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkfB8iiMjKY/Tg3YuiiyrZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_cdFLqz97T4/s320/51Z%252BqWVmncL._SL500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624389803713932690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Ava Lee novel, book1 in the series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know forensic accounting could be so exciting...After reading this book I will never see numbers the same way... This story is one that is immediately engaging, quite original in nature and fun to read. I couldn't zip through the pages fast enough, a fascinating tale to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava Lee, a young Chinese-Canadian forensic accountant specializes in recovering massive debts, at 5'3', 115lbs she may not seem to be a threat but her sharpness and unorthodox way of operating have guaranteed her success where others have failed. She works out of Toronto for a Hong Kong based company run by a mysterious man known as "Uncle". They are hired on a commission bases by people who suspect they have been defrauded and hope to recover some of their missing funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "The Water Rat of Wanchai", Ava accepts to track down the $5 million owed to one of "Uncle's" relatives. His nephew financed a major order of cooked shrimp for a large U.S. retailer, after the money was paid out; the retailer reneged on his responsibility to repay the debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the book may be a bit slow and the narrative slightly devoted to everyday life however I enjoyed Ava's travelogue to Seattle, Hong-Kong, Thailand, and British Guyana on the trail of the missing money. Her encounters bring her deep into a culture of fast deals, corrupt law enforcers and the way of life of the Thai katoeys. The storyline has sufficient detail to capture the essence of each port of call to make it exciting and captivating without side tracking the main plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second half of the book picks up a notch when we learn Ava is not your ordinary accountant she can also hold her own with tough kung-fu moves in a world where physical intimidation rules. The action is explosive even brutal at times, the suspense is well constructed and stimulating. Ava, the protagonist, is not only smart, tough, feisty and impeccably polite but also a tough b--ch when the going gets rough; she has definitely the DNA of a tiger, a cold blooded heroine fit for the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This a great book and I am looking forward to reading more of Ava Lee's action packed adventures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3629167574862840404?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3629167574862840404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3629167574862840404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3629167574862840404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3629167574862840404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/water-rat-of-wanchai-by-ian-hamilton.html' title='&quot;The Water Rat of Wanchai&quot;, by Ian Hamilton'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkfB8iiMjKY/Tg3YuiiyrZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_cdFLqz97T4/s72-c/51Z%252BqWVmncL._SL500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-413521291350215140</id><published>2011-07-01T10:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:23:41.697-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Insider", by Reece Hirsch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQs6Ff1gwNU/Tg3YErf98QI/AAAAAAAAAe4/QTlpvs_lDr8/s1600/7390197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQs6Ff1gwNU/Tg3YErf98QI/AAAAAAAAAe4/QTlpvs_lDr8/s320/7390197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624389084563501314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This debut novel is a gripping and gritty tale staring San Francisco  corporate attorney Will Connelly who becomes unwittingly ensnared in a  complex scheme involving the Russian mafia and a terrorist plot to  release Sarin nerve gas on the BART train system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story opens  when Will is attracted to his office window by a body plummeting to his  death; he soon discovers it is one of his close colleagues Ben Fisher.  It turns out Ben was lead negotiator for a client's quest to merge with  "Jupiter Software", a world leader in the development of encryption  software. This important case cannot be held up and Will finds himself  thrust into the prominent position replacing his fellow attorney. As he  digs deeper and gets involved, he discovers that Jupiter has a secret  deal with NSA and could be complicit in a covert spy operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His  life changes drastically when the police consider him the prime suspect  in Ben's murder and possibly guilty of insider trading. Framed and the  new target, Ben realizes he must use all his smarts to stay alive and  keep Jupiter and it's highly sought after technology from falling into  the wrong hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this novel; it is quite a stellar debut.  The threads are non- stop action expertly woven together to provide an  interesting and timely story. The plot is tense, fast paced and  unpredictable, never a dull moment. I like Mr. Hirsch's writing; it  flows smoothly, it is titillating in its humour with clever twists here  and there, his words are well chosen, I found it to be a refreshing  read. Although most characters are vividly portrayed and believable,  Will comes across as naïve and gullible falling for every scheme in the  book, not the qualities we associate with a skilled negotiator but  likeable just the same:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done Mr. Hirsch, I am looking forward to your next novel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-413521291350215140?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/413521291350215140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=413521291350215140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/413521291350215140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/413521291350215140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/insider-by-reece-hirsch.html' title='&quot;The Insider&quot;, by Reece Hirsch'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQs6Ff1gwNU/Tg3YErf98QI/AAAAAAAAAe4/QTlpvs_lDr8/s72-c/7390197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3496094337825716278</id><published>2011-07-01T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:21:01.396-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"A Traitor to Memory", by Elizabeth George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2voLiz_SuLE/Tg3XhV-NTXI/AAAAAAAAAew/tchagMNoqeA/s1600/227592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2voLiz_SuLE/Tg3XhV-NTXI/AAAAAAAAAew/tchagMNoqeA/s320/227592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624388477489335666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 11 in the Inspector Lynley series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A traitor to Memory" is a complex novel, large in scope and one that encompasses the psyches of many of its characters. Unlike the previous novels, Lynley and Harvers take a back seat to let Gideon be the star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be brief in my summary; this story is intricate and over 1000 pages, it includes hidden agendas, secrets in the closet and a fair amount of danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It opens with the death of Eugenie Davis in a deliberate hit and run "accident". Superintendent Malcom Webberly asks Detective Constable Barbara Havers and Detective Inspector Thomas Lynley of New Scotland Yard to collaborate in the investigation of this gruesome vehicular homicide. Webberly has a special interest in the victim, twenty years earlier; he was the lead investigator in a tragic bathtub drowning of a two year old girl, daughter of Eugenie Davis. Their new investigation leads them to a wealth of suspects and early on they discover solving the present murder requires them to revisit and solve the nagging unanswered questions on Eugenie's daughter's untimely death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Gideon, an accomplished violinist also Eugenie's son, is struggling to overcome his sudden brain freeze and inability to play. His therapist takes him through his childhood memories and has him record them in a journal in an effort to stimulate hidden secrets. Unfortunately, this long drawn-out affair offers little to the plot; the never-ending chapters are wordy and considerably slow paced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is not your usual Ms. George murder and police procedural mystery. It attempts to delve deeper into the human psyche and explores the delicate side of memory frailties, the make believe lies we tell ourselves and the bonds formed within a dysfunctional family. Although it basically remains a whodunit, it is not as captivating as her previous novels. The twists and turns create confusion instead of intrigue and suspense, seeing the whole picture becomes a challenge. The plot has many loose ends, threads were started and dropped, and characters disappeared in limbo leaving a void in continuity. Lynley and Havers played a small role in this investigation and I missed the camaraderie between them and the chemistry they always bring to Ms. George's novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a difference between 1000 long pages and 1000 exciting pages...need I say more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3496094337825716278?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3496094337825716278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3496094337825716278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3496094337825716278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3496094337825716278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/traitor-to-memory-by-elizabeth-george.html' title='&quot;A Traitor to Memory&quot;, by Elizabeth George'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2voLiz_SuLE/Tg3XhV-NTXI/AAAAAAAAAew/tchagMNoqeA/s72-c/227592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-2111088822352886046</id><published>2011-07-01T10:07:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:17:09.325-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Alice in Wonderland:, by Lewis Carroll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmh85X8BhZw/Tg3WRlFmxpI/AAAAAAAAAeo/8t_eR13DUhE/s1600/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmh85X8BhZw/Tg3WRlFmxpI/AAAAAAAAAeo/8t_eR13DUhE/s320/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624387107157362322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written in 1865, this classic is a tale of a girl named Alice who falls down a rabbit hole into a fantasy world populated by creatures who assume human characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late, the Rabbit say to itself..and when he actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket and hurried on and popped down a large hole, curious Alice, went after it never considering how she was to get out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end? She tried to curtsey as she spoke...Ma'am is this new Zealand or Australia?... "Curiouser and curiouser" cried Alice... Now I'm opening like a largest telescope...Good-bye, feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet.... When suddenly thump, thump, the rabbit was still in sight as it turned the corner saying..Oh dear! Oh dear! How late it's getting... ( from the book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it goes on and on...and on. Of course the plot and the narrative are totally nonsensical but if you let your imagination roam and let yourself fall into its spell you will be transported along with Alice to a magical world with its memorable characters such as Mad Hatter having tea parties, and the terrifying Queen of Hearts threatening to behead everyone. You will meet Cheshire the cat, the turtle, the Duchess, Bill the Lizard, the Mouse, the Dodo, the Lory and Caterpillar and many more weird characters all the while growing and shrinking from drinking lotions and potions saying "Drink me". Ultimately you will move around very fast and achieve nothing...till you wake up and realize this was all but a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This adventure has inspired numerous comic books, films, TV movies through countless adaptations and hundreds of editions of the book throughout the years. This story was one of the freebees on my e-reader so I decided to give it a go. Early in I missed the visual aspect I have always associated with Alice, but as my imagination kicked in and the characters came alive, it became easier to understand the humour and wits that played within the words and admit it was a refreshing experience. However my fondest memories take me back to the animated version created by the late Walter Disney and his Studios. Who ever said a picture is worth a thousand words really knew how to leave a lasting impression in a little girl's mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-2111088822352886046?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2111088822352886046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=2111088822352886046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2111088822352886046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2111088822352886046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/alice-in-wonderland-by-lewis-carroll.html' title='&quot;Alice in Wonderland:, by Lewis Carroll'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmh85X8BhZw/Tg3WRlFmxpI/AAAAAAAAAeo/8t_eR13DUhE/s72-c/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4639765503138207527</id><published>2011-06-25T11:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:10:52.450-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Rembrandt Affair", by Daniel Silva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JH9udELotIY/TgX6bVxsfhI/AAAAAAAAAeY/eRw6WeVKLBA/s1600/7096123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JH9udELotIY/TgX6bVxsfhI/AAAAAAAAAeY/eRw6WeVKLBA/s320/7096123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622175057450925586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Book 10, in the Gabriel Allon series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are thriller  addicts, Mr. Silva has to be one of the main suppliers; he is at the top  of his game when it comes to satisfying the needs of avid readers and  their quest for endless action and suspense. “The Rembrandt Affair” is a  fascinating fiction, a blend of international espionage, art theft and  murder that is well-written, fast-paced and populated with a remarkable  cast of characters. Gabriel Allon, the protagonist, is an accomplished  art restorer and a skilled Israeli spy when called upon, a hero for all  seasons with a stellar success rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot opens with Gabriel  and his wife Chiara enjoying a little down time in the scenic coastal  town of Glastonbury. They are recovering from the traumatic aftereffects  of their heroic rescue from the murderous hands of a Russian oligarch  (the previous novel “The Defector”). When Gabriel learns an art restorer  has been found murdered and a priceless painting by Rembrandt is  missing, he is unable to stand by and do nothing. He soon finds himself  back into the tick of thing and in full investigative mode with the help  of his trusted cohorts. This latest caper, tense at times, unravels at a  fast and suspenseful pace with many twists and turns right through to  the climactic ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline is sad, very emotional and  heart wrenching at times but this meaty novel is very smartly written  and engaging. The sub-plots are also very interesting on their own; they  mirror some of the information that sufficed about the role Swiss banks  and the Catholic Church played during WW11 and the looting of art by  the Nazi elite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so into this novel I burned the midnight oil to the last page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4639765503138207527?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4639765503138207527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4639765503138207527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4639765503138207527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4639765503138207527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/06/rembrandt-affair-by-daniel-silva.html' title='&quot;The Rembrandt Affair&quot;, by Daniel Silva'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JH9udELotIY/TgX6bVxsfhI/AAAAAAAAAeY/eRw6WeVKLBA/s72-c/7096123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-8493954371284649236</id><published>2011-06-25T11:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:08:01.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"American Assassin", by Vince Flynn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tn0omD6330U/TgX5tuocQwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Qtu2uWDkTg0/s1600/7959473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 82px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tn0omD6330U/TgX5tuocQwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Qtu2uWDkTg0/s320/7959473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622174273849017090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Book 11, in the Mitch Rapp series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This latest political thriller  brings us back to 1980 after Pam Am flight 103 disaster took the life of  Mitch Rapp`s fiancée over Lockerbie Scotland. Mitch was then a 23 year  old college student, a mere shell of what he later became. As in all the  previous Flynn novels, the writing style is intense, very character and  plot driven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts with Mitch, a new recruit being  trained for a special covert program within the CIA. The author goes  into great details describing the type of training needed to succeed in  the program. As the plot thickens Mitch is sent on a special operation  to Beirut where his skills and intelligence are put to the test to help  rescue fellow CIA operatives held captive. The real action starts (what  we seen previously was just a teaser) when a fight breaks out and our  heart rate goes into high gear, we soon find ourselves page deep in the  middle of a blood and guts, torture and murder scenario. Mitch’s past  skills and his ability to improvise under duress are put to the test to  complete his mission and survive what turns out to be a well laid trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All  the favourite characters are back: Director Thomas Stanfield, Dr. Irene  Kennedy, and Stan Hurley, all heads of the terrorist squad confronting  the war on terror. Mitch Rapp is the perilous hero who furnishes all the  action and brutality needed to satisfy any thriller novel junkie. Once  more, Mr. Flynn has created a fictional story with explosive scenes  based on a Westerner’s perception of modern day terrorism, he emphasizes  their ideologies and mindset and how they use kidnapping to make a  point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The timing for this novel is excellent although it may  have been rushed in its publication: some mistakes have slipped through  that may annoy some readers….All that said and done, I am hooked on this  series and this is one of the best instalments to date. The action is  fast and furious, very engaging, an adrenaline rush from start to  finish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-8493954371284649236?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8493954371284649236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=8493954371284649236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8493954371284649236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8493954371284649236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/06/american-assassin-by-vince-flynn.html' title='&quot;American Assassin&quot;, by Vince Flynn'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tn0omD6330U/TgX5tuocQwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Qtu2uWDkTg0/s72-c/7959473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3703088244870386220</id><published>2011-06-14T11:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T11:05:51.540-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Box 21", by Grens  &amp; Sundkvist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iI_rVg0fKXg/Tfd4vZ4YfbI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ujlbkxvE7Zc/s1600/51Bq11ezGbL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iI_rVg0fKXg/Tfd4vZ4YfbI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ujlbkxvE7Zc/s320/51Bq11ezGbL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618091815964540338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also published under the title “The Vault” in the UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="reviewText mediumText description"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 2 in the Ewert Grens series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  novel holds two main stories that are dark, extraordinarily sad and  definitely not for the faint at heart. Both threads involve one of  Stockholm’s best detectives Ewert Grens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first plot opens,  with the release from prison of a notorious criminal; Jochum Lang.  Detective Grens who has personal and professional reasons, feels Lang is  a threat to the public, a hard core criminal and he makes it his  mission to put him back behind bars. Grens strong feelings are based on  an incident that happened twenty five years earlier. His colleague and  girlfriend at the time was beaten to within an inch of her life and has  been institutionalized ever since, a case that haunts him to this day.  When Grens discovers that criminal bosses are hiring Lang as a strong  arm he seizes the chance to send him back to prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second  plot is fast paced and full of credible action with a sad tone, another  case Detective Grens is working in parallel that is demanding much of  his time and skill. Lydia Grajauskas and Alena Sljusareva are two  Lithuanian girls who have been tricked into leaving their country only  to become sex slaves and property of the man they call  Dimitri-Bastard-Pimp. We first learned about the girls when they are  into a three year old nightmare servicing 12 clients a day, their moral  at the extreme low and often beaten into submission. One day Lydia was  so badly beaten that the neighbours called the police and was  transported to the hospital. Her terrifying ordeal is revealed and at  the same time she seizes the opportunity to fulfill a dream, take  matters into her own hands and escape the hands of her captor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  writing is crisp and steadfast with short chapters that shift back and  forth between several colourfully portrayed characters: the criminals,  the victims and the cops. I found it rather hard to get into this tale  at first but once I became familiar with the writer’s style and  phrasing, it all fell into place, at this point the story gelled and I  was hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this novel; it is a complex and intense  psychological thriller that delivers a brutally intimate view into the  drug and sex slave trade.          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3703088244870386220?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3703088244870386220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3703088244870386220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3703088244870386220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3703088244870386220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/06/box-21-by-grens-sundkvist.html' title='&quot;Box 21&quot;, by Grens  &amp; Sundkvist'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iI_rVg0fKXg/Tfd4vZ4YfbI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ujlbkxvE7Zc/s72-c/51Bq11ezGbL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-2291813366311255255</id><published>2011-06-14T11:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T11:03:06.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"61 Hours", by Lee Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBkkqaexw0Y/Tfd3_CsmjoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/XhTl9bC6EXU/s1600/6977769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBkkqaexw0Y/Tfd3_CsmjoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/XhTl9bC6EXU/s320/6977769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618090985107394178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="reviewText mediumText description"&gt;                        The 14th novel in the Jack Reacher series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel  starts off with the same pattern as the previous installments, still  portraying Reacher as tough and a cerebral drifter that is plunged into  an implausible chain of events that only he can solve. Always traveling  light, this 6 foot 5 inches cowboy wins every fight against all odds and  always breaks the heart of at least one woman before moving on. Mr.  Child is a master at the game of suspense, injecting original twists to  keep us on the edge of our chair. For example, the title “61 hours” is a  countdown (Tick tock tick tock) to the end, a gimmick that worked  beautifully and kept me guessing and wondering to the last page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  plotting is crafty and highly electrifying, in this story, Mr. Child  has moved his protagonist from a warm climate to South Dakota and  marooned him in small town during a winter    blizzard , where the wind  chill can easily reach 50 degrees below zero and everything grinds to a  halt and survival becomes a challenge even for the experienced. The town  of Bolton is the home of a brand new correctional facility and the  budding center of a criminal nucleus being set up at an abandoned  cold-war military installation by a gang of methamphetamine-dealing  bikers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The events unfold with ongoing riots at the prison and  the town’s police force on constant high alert stretching its manpower  and facilities to the max, all this is feared to be a distraction for an  ongoing prominent drug trial. The key witness, a woman, has been  threatened by the local hired hands of the cartel and powers that be  fear for her life. With a priority on checking all new comers, Reacher’s  name and background are quickly flagged by law enforcement and he is  soon recruited. His experience tells him something big is looming and he  volunteers to help protect their crucial witness. At this point, the  writer goes into great detail recounting a conversation between Reacher  and the witness, a conversation needed to bring him up to speed, to help  ease her nerves and aid in his ability to see potential threats. Mr.  Child’s has written this segment with a clear and gutsy prose, an  interesting exchange of worlds that enhanced the mystery even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  the story progress, several mysteries develop and the explosive results  have Reacher sent on a harrowing end of the world do or die mission.  The climax is a little silly but is laced with gripping suspense  creating a genuine cliff-hanger. Has our hero survived for another  installment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those novels I classify as an entertaining thriller.          &lt;/div&gt;                          &lt;div id="like_it_165793365" class="like_it"&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-2291813366311255255?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2291813366311255255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=2291813366311255255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2291813366311255255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2291813366311255255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/06/61-hours-by-lee-child.html' title='&quot;61 Hours&quot;, by Lee Child'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBkkqaexw0Y/Tfd3_CsmjoI/AAAAAAAAAd4/XhTl9bC6EXU/s72-c/6977769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-6698748506480608362</id><published>2011-06-04T10:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T10:55:30.279-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Of Flesh and Blood", by Daniel Kalla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-StjJCwh_VIo/TepHUtF982I/AAAAAAAAAdw/M4pAxmDJDIw/s1600/10330389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-StjJCwh_VIo/TepHUtF982I/AAAAAAAAAdw/M4pAxmDJDIw/s320/10330389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614378306498327394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This powerful new suspense, the 6th novel written by physician Daniel  Kalla, is a family saga set in the world of medicine. This multilayered  story is told with a physician's point of view and portrayed with all  the triumph and heart break of life and death. The author has combined  his experiences in the ER with a devastating tale of family secrets,  doomed relationships and present day medical disasters. Although not  intended as an autobiography, I feel it represents reality in many ways.  The setting for this drama is the Alfredson Medical Center, a fictional  facility on the outskirts of Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel starts with the  background into and the birth of a now 100 + year hospital, the brain  child of Dr. Evan McGrath, whose dream was to never refuse a patient in  need. The trials and tribulations Dr. McGrath endured to bring his dream  to life and the price he paid such as losing the love of his life and  the continual friction with the hospital financier, Marshall Alfredson,  creates a compelling story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We follow the story from a dream to a  renowned medical center through its financial crisis that threaten its  future, its scandals and conflicts, medical disasters that shattered  individual lives, cover-ups and the invasion of a super bug, all stories  on their own. Through all of this the two families settled their  differences one by one and remained faithful to the ultimate dream. We  can all see the comparison in this fictional story with what we are  living today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of Flesh and Blood" is mostly character driven, a  multigenerational story with multiple protagonists most related by blood  or association, a family based story where women play an important part  in the equation. One character stands out: Dot Alfredson, a spunky and  eccentric ninety year old, a collector of erotica memorabilia that loves  playing a cat a mouse game with her nice. It is her narrative that  skilfully bridges the present to the past in the long family history.  This gripping story expertly intertwines romance, history, conflict and  ethical dilemmas, Mr. Kalla brings a refreshing style to medical  thrillers that I enjoy quite a bit, he is one of my favourite medical  novelists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-6698748506480608362?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6698748506480608362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=6698748506480608362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6698748506480608362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6698748506480608362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/06/of-flesh-and-blood-by-daniel-kalla.html' title='&quot;Of Flesh and Blood&quot;, by Daniel Kalla'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-StjJCwh_VIo/TepHUtF982I/AAAAAAAAAdw/M4pAxmDJDIw/s72-c/10330389.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-6481210330361113012</id><published>2011-06-04T10:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T10:53:22.851-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Silent on the Moor", by Deanna Raybourn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hh4CxjoOdQc/TepGzysWi3I/AAAAAAAAAdo/IQY_DZM652I/s1600/4728979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hh4CxjoOdQc/TepGzysWi3I/AAAAAAAAAdo/IQY_DZM652I/s320/4728979.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614377741065816946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd book in the Lady Julia Grey series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This latest tale is a mix  of fiction, romance and mystery, which has Lady Julia and Nicholas  Brisbane at each other like stray cats while around them there is  revenge, death and many skeletons in the family closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady  Julia heads north with two of her siblings to Grimsgrave, to help  Brisbane get his newly acquired house in order. It is an estate located  in the moors of Yorkshire that has fallen into disrepair and the former  blue blood owner, Lady Allenby and her two daughters are still in  residence and are relying on Brisbane’s hospitality for their survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon  her arrival, it was evident; Brisbane and Julia were not able to  cordially work out a plan of attack so Brisbane left in a huff. Julia’s  curiosity soon had her prying onto the Allenby’s family and Grimsgrave  history, not realizing this would lead to an eventual nightmare of  events. She finds herself caught up in the study of Egyptology and on  the wrong side of Gypsy mythology that will place her and others in  peril, especially Brisbane…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in my experience with Ms.  Raybourn’s previous novels, I found the introduction uneventful and  long-winded. The endless bickering between Julia and Brisbane and the  friction with Lady Allenby and her daughters soon became an irritant.  Keeping my mind on track became a challenge but I was determined to see  the outcome, I purchased the novel so I felt obliged to see the end. All  that said and done, it was fun trying to guess who tried to rid the  world of Brisbane by poisoning him. I may be a bit critical but 3 novels  later I have the same complaints: lack of mystery, deprived of  stimulating suspense and an atmosphere of romance that is as cold as the  castles of the time. The main characters have become boring and  one-dimensional to a point where I question if I will continue reading  this series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-6481210330361113012?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6481210330361113012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=6481210330361113012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6481210330361113012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6481210330361113012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/06/silent-on-moor-by-deanna-raybourn.html' title='&quot;Silent on the Moor&quot;, by Deanna Raybourn'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hh4CxjoOdQc/TepGzysWi3I/AAAAAAAAAdo/IQY_DZM652I/s72-c/4728979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7287013577388843351</id><published>2011-06-01T10:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T10:11:33.365-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"If the Dead Rise Not". by Philip Kerr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8WjgkCsRCI/TeZIhV1LjKI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XHXi2-vdByc/s1600/41Xp8%252BqyD3L.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8WjgkCsRCI/TeZIhV1LjKI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XHXi2-vdByc/s320/41Xp8%252BqyD3L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613253723196984482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div class="reviewText mediumText description" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Book 6, in the Bernie Gunther series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The readers are carried deeper into Bernie’s saga in this terrific story that flips from 1934 Berlin into the rapidly changing world of 1954 Havana. The blend of madness and murder mixed with the Nazi and the Batista era creates an action packed backdrop for an exciting read and Mr. Kerr knows how to spice it up and to deliver it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1934, Germany is preparing to host the 1936 Olympic Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action begins when Bernie, the house detective of the Hotel Adlon discovers the body of a German businessman with strong construction industry ties dead in his room. With a body and a multitude of clues, Bernie’s investigation propels him into a world of international corruption and dangerous double dealings involving American gangsters, corrupt Nazis and an insight into Hitler’s plan for the 1936 Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Noreen Chalambides, an American journalist is also a patron of the hotel, she is on assignment to expose the Nazi regime and convince the American powers that be they should boycott the Olympics….Bernie soon finds himself infatuated by her charming personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two thirds into the novel, the action switches to post war- Cuba 1954&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being expelled from Argentina (the previous novel “A Quiet Flame”) Bernie relocates to Havana with the hope of living a less stressful life under an assumed name. That soon changes when he runs into his old flame, the journalist Noreen, and is invited to her home for a dinner party. Bernie sees this as a chance to rekindle a previous relationship but he quickly learns Noreen has another agenda. Unable to escape his past and head first into the presence, he learns he is still the target of a vicious killer and due to his recent acquaintances he finds himself caught up in the smoldering rebellious movement which is being magnified by Fidel Castro incarceration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Kerr’s stories are told entirely in dialogue, there is a lot of chatter going on mostly handled by Bernie, I love this, it makes you part of the story. I really enjoy Bernie, he is funny even when dealing with serious issues, he is not portrayed as the customary super hero as found in most novels of this genre. The plot is dynamic and captivating with many twists and turns and tense situations, an attention grabber to the last page. Although, highly entertaining the story is a tad predictable and less realistic than the previous novels, nevertheless following Bernie on his escapades is always a blast, and a journey into historical fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to Bernie’s next exploits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7287013577388843351?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7287013577388843351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7287013577388843351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7287013577388843351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7287013577388843351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-dead-rise-not-by-philip-kerr.html' title='&quot;If the Dead Rise Not&quot;. by Philip Kerr'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8WjgkCsRCI/TeZIhV1LjKI/AAAAAAAAAdc/XHXi2-vdByc/s72-c/41Xp8%252BqyD3L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-972635696603369759</id><published>2011-06-01T10:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T10:10:00.624-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Heat Wave", by Richard Castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-foQPrC00pQw/TeZH9wA45_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/ep3ej6A8zxM/s1600/6566722.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-foQPrC00pQw/TeZH9wA45_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/ep3ej6A8zxM/s320/6566722.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613253111750125554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div class="reviewText mediumText description" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Book 1 in the Nikki Heat series &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="reviewText mediumText description" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I learned there was a novel on the market by Richard Castle, one of my favourite TV characters/ program, curiosity got the best of me. It appears this is creative engineering, a marketing ploy, an ingenious coup to make us believe the TV character Richard Castle is also a published writer. Who the author really is, is another mystery, judging by the writing style, my guess is that Castle’s poker buddies (well-known writers) who make guest appearances in some TV episodes have a strong influence behind the hit series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is entertaining and fun to read. The plotting is basic, creating a run of the mill crime story with some twists here and there. The narration is simple, short and sweet and the dialogue is similar to the characters on the TV show. The book’s main characters have different names, Jameson Rook (Richard Castle), is the fictional award winning writer/reporter suffering from a dry period. With the help of his political connections, he is given the opportunity to shadow Nikki Heat (Kate Beckett) and her team of NYPD detectives, hoping to gain ideas for a new book. Nikki is far more aggressive in her relationships and deals with the continual presence of Rook in a different manner than her TV counterpart Kate but the other characters play similar roles, the exception is Alexis, Castle’s daughter, who has yet to make an appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, while reading this novel, I found it hard not to make comparisons with the TV program, it was easier to visualize the characters, and they really came alive in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story “Heat Wave” is based around the investigation into the murder of real estate magnate, Matthew Starr, whose body was found at the base of his penthouse apartment. Detective Heat and her shadow (Rook) are assigned the case and as in the TV show, he constantly second guesses her observations adding humour by teasing her along the way….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers should get a kick out of this novel, I did. It may not measure up to best but after watching and enjoying the TV show it is hard not to like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-972635696603369759?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/972635696603369759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=972635696603369759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/972635696603369759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/972635696603369759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/06/heat-waveby-richard-castle.html' title='&quot;Heat Wave&quot;, by Richard Castle'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-foQPrC00pQw/TeZH9wA45_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/ep3ej6A8zxM/s72-c/6566722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7178439234632647819</id><published>2011-05-14T10:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T10:34:36.977-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Undone", by Karin Slaughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKp_dqqsryA/Tc6S7Gt8cGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/RBqQkQwcl-0/s1600/51fs4Alx2NL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKp_dqqsryA/Tc6S7Gt8cGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/RBqQkQwcl-0/s320/51fs4Alx2NL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606580130236100706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also published under the title "Genesis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 1, in the Georgia series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fans will surely be pleased with this thriller, Ms. Slaughter's new  series joins well-known  characters from her other two bestselling  series to create a captivating and suspenseful saga that will without  any doubt become another addictive read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story opens with a car accident and the woman injured being  transported to the trauma center in Atlanta. The attending physician,  Dr. Sara Linton   soon discovers most of the wounds were not caused in  the crash but rather appear to be the result of torture, brutally  administered long before the car accident. With the Doctor's medical  assessment it is obvious there is foul play involved so, Special Agents  Will Trent and his partner Faith Mitchell are assigned as lead  investigators in the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A search near the accident site reveals the woman was not the only  one held captive and tortured so the hunt for second victim is launched  with the hope she may be somewhere near by.....When a third woman with  the same physical features is abducted in broad day light, there is no  time to waste, it becomes a race against time to see what the connection  is between them and track down the serial offender before other victims  surface. Hindering the case is an ongoing turf war and lack of  communication between them and the local police force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the riveting aspects and key elements are the mood setting  and detailed descriptions of the abductees and what happened to them.  The characterization is striking and is one of Ms. Slaughter's strong  points; she creates realistic protagonists showing their strengths and  weakness and never holds back when describing their emotions which can  be quite intense at times, this goes a long way in creating a strong  atmosphere. This story is very suspenseful and superbly plotted with  many twists and turns that are totally unpredictable. This is a recipe  guaranteed to please most readers and the cliff- hanger ending left me  hungry for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7178439234632647819?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7178439234632647819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7178439234632647819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7178439234632647819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7178439234632647819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/05/undone-by-karin-slaughter.html' title='&quot;Undone&quot;, by Karin Slaughter'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKp_dqqsryA/Tc6S7Gt8cGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/RBqQkQwcl-0/s72-c/51fs4Alx2NL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-6281190131649950179</id><published>2011-05-14T10:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T10:32:42.338-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Virals", by Kathy Reichs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0qK3YyzZCE/Tc6SgojlEtI/AAAAAAAAAdE/nRHTbNRO2MA/s1600/7800188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0qK3YyzZCE/Tc6SgojlEtI/AAAAAAAAAdE/nRHTbNRO2MA/s320/7800188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606579675462963922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 1 of the new series featuring Tory Brennan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is written with young adults in mind, the story is told  by Tory Brennan the 14 year old niece of anthropologist Temperance  Brennan, the well-known protagonist in Kathy Reichs' adult series  "Bones". The story is not complicated and does not bog done with tech  talk although some is used to stimulate young minds in the science of  forensic. Ms. Reichs has added a touch of science fiction, supernatural  elements and humour into her mystery to appeal to a younger segment of  readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts with Tory moving in with her father on Morris  Island, S.C. after her mother's death. She has trouble adapting to her  new surroundings in an elite private school but fortunately, it is her  love for science that creates a bond with three boys who are science  geeks much like herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Tory finds an Arm Forces identification tag (dog tag) that  is old and almost impossible to read and becomes obsessed with finding  its owner. Tori and her three new friends (aka the Pack) break into the  university lab to clean the tag. The Pack's curiosity is heightened when  the name on the tag reveals a link to a decade old missing person, a  suspected murder that someone has been working hard to cover -up for  years. Tory and her friends use their smarts and new found ability to  uncover the truth......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side plot, while in the university lab, the "Pack" also looks  for clues to the whereabouts of a missing wolf/dog and stumble upon a  restricted part of the lab, where questionable experiments are being  conducted. To their surprise they find the dog in a quarantine section  and unknowingly to them become infected by a strain of canine parvovirus  which slowly invades their bodies and modifies their DNA, changing  their lives forever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is quite engaging even for adults. It was hard at first  to adjust to the choppy narrative, but once into it, the tale proceeded  beautifully into a captivating mystery with a different twist. Tory, is a  smart cookie, kind of a modern day Nancy Drew, a smart and loveable  protagonist. The boys behave like boys and adults are perceived as  un-hip and coming from another planet. This novel has a cliff-hanger  ending and I can honestly say I even enjoyed it more than some of the  tedious "Bones" novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this novel will appeal to the Young and&lt;span class="label-list"&gt;&lt;a onclick="BLOG_selectLabel(this); return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6746462984539738065#" class="clickable-label"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the Young at heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-6281190131649950179?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6281190131649950179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=6281190131649950179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6281190131649950179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6281190131649950179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/05/virals-by-kathy-reichs.html' title='&quot;Virals&quot;, by Kathy Reichs'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0qK3YyzZCE/Tc6SgojlEtI/AAAAAAAAAdE/nRHTbNRO2MA/s72-c/7800188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-1177655898302578185</id><published>2011-05-14T10:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T10:29:54.751-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Bricklayer", by Noah Boyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4cSwUuWRSs/Tc6R1e8AK0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/X7RSsbLed98/s1600/6497521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4cSwUuWRSs/Tc6R1e8AK0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/X7RSsbLed98/s320/6497521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606578934146673474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st novel in the Steve Vail series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah Boyd's debut thriller is truly exciting, some described it as an explosive and truly spectacular entrance into the world of thriller novels; I couldn't agree more with their assessments. The author, a former FBI operative himself, provides the sparks, colour and the gritty details to make it a most captivating and stunning read filled with non-stop action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Vail is the new man in town, an ex-FBI agent whose job was terminated 3 years previously for not following the line. His handle "The Bricklayer" comes from his new job but his old profession is the one dearest to his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story opening is highly cinematic with bank robbers being thrown through glass windows. It proves to be an explosive start to a roller coaster-ride that entertains the reader to the end. The storyline moves briskly with FBI deputy Assistant Director Kate Bannon persuading Steve to take back his badge and assist them in finding a rogue agent suspected of absconding with two million dollars of federal money. The agent went missing while delivering a ransom to the "Rubaco Pentad" gang; a group that has already killed some prominent people and threatens to continue unless their demands are met...Steve accepts the challenge and when the gang learns the FBI has a new member they request he make the next drop. Steve runs into a myriad of obstacles that have him jumping hoops with astonishing ability.....His Rambo action mixed with Jack Bauer's agility has him narrowly evading all traps. The final plot twist is a script right out of "Mission Impossible".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hyper action novel is a little farfetched and rather ridiculous at times but I found it highly entertaining. I like the interaction between the two main characters; it has a romantic tone of a 40's film noir. I can see endless possibilities in the bond between Steve and Kate. The pacing of this multilayer plot is very well done; there are just enough twists in the suspense to keep the reader on the edge throughout. This is a solid first novel and I am looking forward to reading the next installment "Agent X"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-1177655898302578185?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/1177655898302578185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=1177655898302578185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1177655898302578185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/1177655898302578185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/05/bricklayer-by-noah-boyd.html' title='&quot;The Bricklayer&quot;, by Noah Boyd'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4cSwUuWRSs/Tc6R1e8AK0I/AAAAAAAAAc8/X7RSsbLed98/s72-c/6497521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5681756060066098666</id><published>2011-05-14T10:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T10:27:32.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Don't Look Twice", by Andrew Gross</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LM5ngscBbzA/Tc6RQwZ6KgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/hUqdfJTvWjM/s1600/4774462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LM5ngscBbzA/Tc6RQwZ6KgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/hUqdfJTvWjM/s320/4774462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606578303180352002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book2, in the Lieutenant Ty Hauck series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the author's follow up to "The Dark Tide", its storyline is captivating enough although heavy on old clichés and a touch formulaic in style. It nevertheless has some of the elements to make it a page turner and leave most satisfied and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story opens with a bang and keeps a steady pace throughout. It starts one morning with Ty and his daughter waiting in line at the cash of an Exxon station when out of the blue a drive by shooter sprays the establishment with bullets missing them but killing a federal prosecutor in line behind them. Everyone thinks at first it is a revenge gang attack but Ty has other suspicions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty is not only a witness but he is the head detective in the area and is assigned the case. His initial suspicions are quickly confirmed, there is more to this murder investigation than first meets the eye. He realizes he is on a trail of cover-ups and corruption, a deadly maze linked to a dangerous gambling ring with political connections which eventually lead to devastating results in his own family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story follows much the same pattern as the previous novel. The first similarity pops up when Ty's investigation reveals the widow of the deceased prosecutor was oblivious to her husband's shenanigans. Another is when he is distracted by a young restaurateur who is being harassed by troublemakers. His urge to become a knight in shining armor and his elevated testosterone are bound to get him in trouble sooner or later.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this novel lacks in character development and originality. After reading the previous novel the structure is predictable and Ty has become a cookie cutter investigator. Nevertheless, I did find the tale interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5681756060066098666?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5681756060066098666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5681756060066098666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5681756060066098666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5681756060066098666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-look-twice-by-andrew-gross.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t Look Twice&quot;, by Andrew Gross'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LM5ngscBbzA/Tc6RQwZ6KgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/hUqdfJTvWjM/s72-c/4774462.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-269765350776180989</id><published>2011-05-08T11:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:45:39.605-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"In Pursuit of the Proper Sinner", by Elizabeth George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-edhG3bAk1YY/Tca6YQ5iUgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/pHeJf9if75o/s1600/055338600X_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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She is one of the true masters at spinning webs of intrigue. A swift pace and an engaging protagonist had a stimulating effect on my imagination; it was quite exhilarating trying to guess the next move. This is a mind-absorbing fiction, as powerful and provocative as all the previous ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;This intricate plot and complex tale has D.I. Thomas Lynley on the scene of a grisly crime, in which a young man and woman have been brutally murdered and their bodies found in the wilds of Calder Moor. The case is also a sensitive one, it happens that one of the victims is, Nicola Maiden, the daughter of a former undercover officer and one of Lynley‘s past mentors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;D.C. Winston Nkata is his lead assistant on the case. His usual partner, Barbara Harvers, has been demoted to Detective Constable for an incident the previous summer and ever since, both have suffered from a strained relationship. Although in the dog house for over stepping her boundaries, Barbara is determined, she is a woman of strong character and not the type to sit on the sideline. With this in mind, she clandestinely starts her own investigation, hoping to prove to Lynley that her renegade attitude can bring positive results and be an asset to his team….When Lynley found out what she was up to, my first reaction was can he take the grrr out of the tiger and get her to follow orders….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;As they dig deeper into the life of the two victims, a disturbing pattern emerges, suspects are plentiful, nothing is as it seems and everyone appears to be concealing something. The tension grows as each layer of deceit is peeled away, the result created an intense mystery populated with great characters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I found myself totally engaged till the end, it is a large book but I enjoyed every moment spent with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%;font-size:16.0pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-269765350776180989?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/269765350776180989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=269765350776180989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/269765350776180989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/269765350776180989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/05/in-pursuit-of-proper-sinner-by_08.html' title='&quot;In Pursuit of the Proper Sinner&quot;, by Elizabeth George'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-edhG3bAk1YY/Tca6YQ5iUgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/pHeJf9if75o/s72-c/055338600X_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5961295610250874062</id><published>2011-04-06T14:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T14:42:43.182-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Through Black Spruce", by Joseph Boyden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9bLhfU9bck/TZyzr65h5NI/AAAAAAAAAbA/aabTjjUsA1M/s1600/3479967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592542404413613266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9bLhfU9bck/TZyzr65h5NI/AAAAAAAAAbA/aabTjjUsA1M/s320/3479967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The novel is a follow up to Mr. Boyden's award winning novel "Three Days Road", recounting the histories and lives of two fictional James Bay Cree families (The Birds and the Whiskeyjacks). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This latest novel centers on Will Bird, son of Xavier Bird, the heroic soldier we were introduced to previously. The story comes to live through two intertwined monologues. We follow Will's thoughts while he recovers from a serious plane crash, a near death encounter that has left him comatose in a hospital bed. Will is an engaging storyteller, a bush pilot by trade and a charming alcoholic by fate with many tales of adventure to tell, some a hoot and some distressful to hear. Alternate chapters are narrated by his niece Annie Bird while she sits in vigil by his bedside trying to stimulate him back to the living. She uses the time to recount her adventures in Toronto, Montreal and New York while in search of her lost sister Suzanne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These flashbacks create short stories in their lives, each one a glimpse into the desolate forests that surround James Bay and the all too similar affect the underground fashion world can have on someone not accustom to the rat race of the big cities. Each layer reveals secrets of violence, incompetence, kindness, love and compassion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The novel is hard to get into at first, the story launches quickly into two narratives, each one hard to decipher which character is talking and how the bits of information fit together. I gradually immersed myself into the tale and once settle, let the story run its course. I was drawn in by the vivid description of Canada's vast wilderness and its inhabitants who call it home, the Cree. It was an eye opener realizing the challenges and hardship native people face in big cities where there is a multitude of cultures all trying to survive. The characterization is powerful and the players come across as genuine and loveable. Although the pacing is very slow and the reading is tedious at times, in retrospect I enjoyed the refreshing and informative look into another way of life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5961295610250874062?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5961295610250874062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5961295610250874062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5961295610250874062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5961295610250874062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/04/through-black-spruce-by-joseph-boyden.html' title='&quot;Through Black Spruce&quot;, by Joseph Boyden'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9bLhfU9bck/TZyzr65h5NI/AAAAAAAAAbA/aabTjjUsA1M/s72-c/3479967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-2206092542940809556</id><published>2011-03-30T09:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T09:58:26.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"They Fight Like Soldiers, They Die Like Children" by Roméo Dallaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FWWSueSJPHM/TZM1YAd5rkI/AAAAAAAAAa4/BATpoe9jBds/s1600/8013701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589870249055465026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FWWSueSJPHM/TZM1YAd5rkI/AAAAAAAAAa4/BATpoe9jBds/s320/8013701.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;L.Gen. the Hon. Roméo Dallaire (Ret’d), was the commander of the UN mission to Rwanda, there he experienced first-hand the horrors committed during the 1994 genocide. In his memoirs “Shakes Hands with the Devil”, he highly criticised and exposed the failures of the international community. Mr. Dallaire is known to be a strong humanitarian, an advocate of human rights and has dedicated his life to the cause for which he has been recognized and has received numerous awards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In his second book, he reveals another important cause he is equally dedicated to: the fight to eradicate the use of child soldiers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the opening pages it is evident that Mr. Dallaire is very affected and still haunted by the memories of the Rwanda genocide. He relates how the life of a child is drastically altered when he is abducted, brainwashed and forced to act as a combatant in a rebel army. Some as young as nine are taken captive, drugged and forced to witness and in some cases even slaughter their own parents. Escape is not an option, if they manage to survive all they would find is the charred remains of their past. Their fate in camps is contingent on their will to survive. They are deprived of food and sleep, rendering them totally dependent on their captors for survival while undergoing a crude form of guerrilla tactics before they are often sacrificed in combat. The fate of young girls is even worse, they are not only trained as soldiers they are often used as sex slaves and their chance of a respectable marriage becomes a dream of the past and unthinkable. In post war, these children are so psychologically damaged they are rarely able to achieve a place in society. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since 1994, the problem of child combatants has spread to many impoverish populations. The children are an easy target for recruiters in societies plagued with a high proportion of unemployment, little social order, high mortality and a rocketing HIV rate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although “They Fight like Children, They Die like Children”, is a troubling and touching account, I find, the narrative has less passion and drama then his first book. Most of the chapters are informative and interesting; there are a few in which the narrative changes. One of the chapters expresses the thoughts of one of these children in battle to the point of his demise by a U.N. soldier. The next chapter describes the thoughts of the Blue beret soldier facing this child. These two chapters appeared to be unsuccessfully dumbed down to attract a younger audience. The last chapter, a long and never ending cry to rally into action the younger readers in my opinion turned into an everlasting rant. The mix of styles created an awkward read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may not have appreciated the presentation at its fullest; nevertheless, Mr. Dallaire’s quest is most admirable. His point is well taken, all of us adult and young must shoulder the responsibility &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-2206092542940809556?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2206092542940809556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=2206092542940809556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2206092542940809556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/2206092542940809556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/03/they-fight-like-soldiers-they-die-like.html' title='&quot;They Fight Like Soldiers, They Die Like Children&quot; by Roméo Dallaire'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FWWSueSJPHM/TZM1YAd5rkI/AAAAAAAAAa4/BATpoe9jBds/s72-c/8013701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-8656751671428866525</id><published>2011-03-30T09:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T09:57:44.783-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Associate", by John Grisham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WTrz3EdkB-Y/TZM0d5D2g0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/QphDQtgB10E/s1600/0440243823_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 126px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589869250634744642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WTrz3EdkB-Y/TZM0d5D2g0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/QphDQtgB10E/s320/0440243823_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grisham's best known trademark is his ability to write mesmerizing legal thrillers. With a political overtone to his one, he has brought us another story that is absorbing enough to keep readers attention. If you liked "The Pelican Brief" and "The Firm", you may want to read this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hero is Kyle McAvoy, onetime editor of the Yale Law Journal, whose post-graduation plans were to work as a legal-aid representing illegal migrant workers. His dream is chattered when he is visited by Bennie Wright, a sinister fellow who has discovered a skeleton in Kyle's closet: a video of Kyle's fraternity brothers, gang raping a girl in his apartment while he watched on. Bennie threatens to make it public and destroy Kyle's legal career if he doesn't accept a job at the prestigious law firm of Scully&amp;amp; Pershing. He needs Kyle inside the firm to obtain confidential information and documents regarding a law suit against two defense industries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have two main themes playing throughout the novel that criss-cross each other, first the novel highlights the extreme pressure of being an associate in a powerful firm where it is expected two work limitless billable hours in order to artificially inflate their customers bill. The other is Kyle's reluctant role as Bennie's in house spy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The author usually writes intricate plots that have his readers flipping page after page. This novel started in the same manner but for some reason mid-way, the storyline fizzled and the pacing began to bog down. Although not unique, Kyle's character is interesting and rather smart. I particularly liked his clever plan to outwit Bennie; it provided some unpredictability and helped maintain my attention. As for the supporting characters, most were rather dull and some I would even consider a distraction to the main plot. I felt Grisham ran out steam towards the end, this has left me with a so so memory of the novel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-8656751671428866525?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8656751671428866525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=8656751671428866525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8656751671428866525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8656751671428866525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/03/associate-by-john-grisham.html' title='&quot;The Associate&quot;, by John Grisham'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WTrz3EdkB-Y/TZM0d5D2g0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/QphDQtgB10E/s72-c/0440243823_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7322281294282636434</id><published>2011-03-16T10:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:16:24.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Red Queen', by Philippa Gregory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_msHUIT2rQ/TYDGJTP5XsI/AAAAAAAAAao/UqMY9lrGVRs/s1600/7148256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584681401027485378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_msHUIT2rQ/TYDGJTP5XsI/AAAAAAAAAao/UqMY9lrGVRs/s320/7148256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 2 in “The Cousin’s War” trilogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second book in the series brings Margaret Beaufort, the heiress to the red rose of Lancaster to life. Narrated in her words, she tells her story commencing at the tender age of nine and continues into adulthood including her three marriages. She details her bitter struggle to ensure that her son, Henry Tudor, triumphs as King of England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The running theme throughout the book is Margaret’s belief that she is another Joan of Arc, dedicated to her religion and loveless marriages in the pursuit of power. She feels personally abandoned by God and cheated out of her rightful position by her rivals but believes God’s will is for her son Henry to lead the house of Lancaster to victory and eventually be crowned King and she will do anything to reach this goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having enjoyed previous novels on the Tudor dynasty, I was looking forward to reading the role Margaret played in the continuous struggle for power and the barbaric methods used, a time when allegiance was here today, gone tomorrow…. Ms. Gregory’s simplistic prose made it easy to follow the scenes and historical figures but unfortunately the storyline pacing is slow, repetitious and a tad boring. There are too many pages describing Margaret’s ego and obsession with religion to the point it is a turn off. She is depicted as a cold, ambitious and unpleasant person but she must have had a conning side to live long enough to see her son reach the highest position in the country…..Reading became tedious as the story progressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7322281294282636434?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7322281294282636434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7322281294282636434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7322281294282636434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7322281294282636434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/03/red-queen-by-philippa-gregory.html' title='&quot;The Red Queen&apos;, by Philippa Gregory'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_msHUIT2rQ/TYDGJTP5XsI/AAAAAAAAAao/UqMY9lrGVRs/s72-c/7148256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5755126753850731159</id><published>2011-03-16T10:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:13:38.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Willful Behavior", by Donna Leon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NRRSWYoPnY8/TYDFdkdYX4I/AAAAAAAAAag/WEwL6l0s5sQ/s1600/7703726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 126px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584680649733201794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NRRSWYoPnY8/TYDFdkdYX4I/AAAAAAAAAag/WEwL6l0s5sQ/s320/7703726.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Book11, in the Commissario Guido Brunetti Mystery Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel was originally published in 2002, I knew I had missed it while I read my way through the series so when it was reprinted in 2010; I seized the opportunity to catch up. Ms. Leon’s earlier novels are thoughtful and satisfying in many ways and this one shines, it is a powerful murder investigation that has Brunetti uncovering dark secrets that date back as far as WW11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia, a student of Paola, Brunetti’s wife, asks for help in obtaining a pardon for a crime committed years ago by her now dead grandfather. He is intrigued by this unusual young lady’s request but made little of it until she is found stabbed to death in her apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Brunetti breaks the devastating news to Signora Jacobs, an old Austrian lady and Claudia’s only close friend, he discovers an extraordinary art collection in her modest apartment. Brunetti always the investigator is intrigued and soon learns she was once Claudia’s grandfather’s lover. Could the stunning art collection have come from desperate people selling their prize possessions during the war and be the reason behind the grandfather’s imprisonment….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Signora Jacobs is also found murdered, Brunetti launches an investigation that will uncover shocking secrets. He discovers evidence hidden deep in the closets of Nazi Collaborators that ultimately reveals the exploitation of Italian Jews during the war……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an excellent example of a classic detective murder tale, a thought provoking story that highlights and exposes the way of doing business in a corrupt world. The first few chapters set the scenes really well while at the same time setting a sub-story which has Brunetti struggling to help a friend obtain a construction permit without paying the customary bribe. The characters are memorable, the plot is intricate and multi-dimensional, and the narration is fluid, it subtly and slowly draws the readers into a compelling and atmospheric tale that is interspersed with domestic interludes. Ms. Leon loves to show the personal side of Italian life through food and family interaction, an asset to any story when not overdone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favourite novels in this series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5755126753850731159?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5755126753850731159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5755126753850731159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5755126753850731159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5755126753850731159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/03/willful-behavior-by-donna-leon.html' title='&quot;Willful Behavior&quot;, by Donna Leon'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NRRSWYoPnY8/TYDFdkdYX4I/AAAAAAAAAag/WEwL6l0s5sQ/s72-c/7703726.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4359907664708343088</id><published>2011-03-16T10:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:06:46.904-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"A Question of Belief", by Donna Leon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q6n4IbZPe8/TYDD10Z3GfI/AAAAAAAAAaI/RTrnZQ_bcWw/s1600/0802119425_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584678867307010546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q6n4IbZPe8/TYDD10Z3GfI/AAAAAAAAAaI/RTrnZQ_bcWw/s320/0802119425_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 19, in Commissario Guido Brunetti mystery series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Leon is notorious at setting up highly charged atmospheric scenes with a Venetian flair and creating a wonderful cast of characters to go with it. In this latest mystery, we have once again, Commissiario Guido Brunetti dealing with a well-developed bureaucratic system built on stubbornness and corruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story opens with Brunetti looking forward to a summer of fresh mountain air with his family and catching up on his reading. It is to be a well-earned rest away from the debilitating heat and the hordes of tourists that invade his hometown during the peak season. Before leaving, he agrees to help investigate the suspicious activities Inspector Lorenzo’s aging aunt seems to be involved with. Apparently her interest in astrology has attracted the attention of a new found friend and Lorenzo is worried because she has been regularly withdrawing large sums of money from her bank. He suspects she may have fallen prey to a swindler and has been duped by the charms of a notorious “faith healer”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another front, things start to move quickly on cases that have been delayed in court. It is suspected that Judge Luisa Coltellini and Araldo Fontana have been sidelining files for the benefit of one of the parties and reaping the rewards for quite some time. Brunetti knows this practice contributes to the lack of efficiency and ethics of the judiciary system, leaving a black mark on all. Before leaving on vacation he sets in motion a quiet investigation by his team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His best laid plans and vacation is cut short, when it is learnt that Fontana has been murdered in a violent attack. His quiet investigation explodes and he is brought back in the thick of the action and into the simmering Venetian heat…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a fan of this series; the stories are usually refreshing, captivating and have an underlying message. Although interesting, this latest is not one of Ms. Leon’s best, I found the plotting lacked suspense and the pacing rather slow moving. Too many minor details bogged down the storyline and the mystery is overshadowed by long descriptions of the culture, the food and the architecture. In this novel or travelogue it appears Ms. Leon has let her love of Venice override her love for writing exquisite mysteries. Some may enjoy it and some may not……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4359907664708343088?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4359907664708343088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4359907664708343088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4359907664708343088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4359907664708343088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/03/question-of-belief-by-donna-leon.html' title='&quot;A Question of Belief&quot;, by Donna Leon'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q6n4IbZPe8/TYDD10Z3GfI/AAAAAAAAAaI/RTrnZQ_bcWw/s72-c/0802119425_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-6695047581578269453</id><published>2011-03-02T14:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T14:56:36.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The 9th Judgment", by  James Patterson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqvxd-LfBI8/TW6g4BGQ3MI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HAI6mpnSdbg/s1600/7156505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579573872586448066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqvxd-LfBI8/TW6g4BGQ3MI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HAI6mpnSdbg/s320/7156505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 9, in "The Women's Murder Club" series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This series still manages to keep me faithful, a great filler when squeezed for time. I am not surprised it is still going strong after 9 novels, the short chapters and fairly captivating police cases are populated with smart, brave, tough and vulnerable characters. A stress illuminator after a hard day, an easy, light and fast read you can zip through in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story has the Club members focusing on two main events in a style we are familiar with. Mr. Patterson leads his readers into scenarios that are brutal but nevertheless intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first event: Lindsay is sent to investigate a case of a serial killer named "lipstick killer", a psycho who targets mothers and their babies and leaves messages at the crime scenes. In the second event: she juggles a case involving a cat burglar named "Hello Kitty" who robs rich women of their jewellery while they entertain friends at their home. All the while, Lindsay's saga continues both professionally and personally......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story focuses mainly on Lindsay although the other members of the "Club" do play some of the critical roles they are known for in this series. On the down side, the plot follows the same tempo as the previous books, another story that is farfetched and quite predictable. Although the writing style is rather basic and choppy it is all the same entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider this novel a refreshing pause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-6695047581578269453?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6695047581578269453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=6695047581578269453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6695047581578269453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6695047581578269453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/03/9th-judgment-by-james-patterson.html' title='&quot;The 9th Judgment&quot;, by  James Patterson'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqvxd-LfBI8/TW6g4BGQ3MI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HAI6mpnSdbg/s72-c/7156505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3997336736847459474</id><published>2011-03-02T14:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T14:53:13.139-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The One from the Other', by Philip Kerr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MHzT9MZ0DoY/TW6gGF3UAUI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VvW9UPyPies/s1600/118841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579573014872457538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MHzT9MZ0DoY/TW6gGF3UAUI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VvW9UPyPies/s320/118841.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 4 in the Bernie Gunther series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel follows the “Berlin Noir Trilogy”, with a detective story set in post war Germany. It contains a wealth of historical details spun into a complex plot. It covers the reconstruction period of Germany and its new threat, the rapid growth of communism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts with a prologue set part in Berlin and part in Palestine in the late 30’s. Gunther is sent to Palestine with two mandates, one to facilitate a dealing that would allow a Jewish businessman to flee Germany and the other to shadow Nazi intelligence officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the introduction that set the tone and is an intricate part of the novel, the action moves to 1949 Germany. Gunther now a struggling hotel owner in Dachau decides to throw in the towel after he is approached and threatened by an individual with a questionable agenda… Soon after the encounter, Gunther decides to return to his former field of expertize, a P.I. with his own business in Munich and at the same time to be close to his wife who is interned at a psychiatric hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for missing persons can be a messy business especially in post-war Germany where Nazism still taints the air. Hunting Nazis on the run can make the task even more hazardous and adventure filled. Gunther’s experience has taught him, clients are not always forthcoming with all the details and a P.I. can easily find himself caught up in a web of spiralling disasters fighting for his own survival….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Kerr excels at making his reader’s part of the story with first person narration it sometimes feels like Gunther is communicating directly with you. He comes across as a hard boiled, wise- cracking character strongly affected by his past; a past where he has been used as a pawn by multinational plotters in devious games and exploited in political shenanigans. This novel is impeccably plotted; it captures and sheds light on some of the intriguing aspects of post-war Germany while stimulating our interest in a stressful period of history. This is a totalling enthralling story, brilliantly written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3997336736847459474?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3997336736847459474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3997336736847459474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3997336736847459474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3997336736847459474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-from-other-by-philip-kerr.html' title='&quot;The One from the Other&apos;, by Philip Kerr'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MHzT9MZ0DoY/TW6gGF3UAUI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VvW9UPyPies/s72-c/118841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-9043853258436930916</id><published>2011-03-02T14:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T14:50:51.782-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Nearest Exit", by Olen Steinhauser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6y7_ibeN9Q/TW6fiLzV5OI/AAAAAAAAAZw/4eWMDXJ4RSQ/s1600/29d08ecb65688895979304b5841434d414f4541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579572397991126242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6y7_ibeN9Q/TW6fiLzV5OI/AAAAAAAAAZw/4eWMDXJ4RSQ/s320/29d08ecb65688895979304b5841434d414f4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 2 in the Milo Weaver series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series focuses on the world of espionage and clandestine operations in the post 9-11 era. Although the author has provided some helpful background to jog ones memory and keep the pace moving smoothly reading the prequel "The Tourist" is a must to fully grasp the cleverness behind the plotting. You will soon discover that the novels are more than simple espionage thrillers; they also combine mystery, romance and horror without sacrificing action or suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins where "The Tourist" ended. Milo Weaver is fighting to get back into action and regain his good stature with his employer, being a full-fledged "Tourist" (undercover agent) is his only mission in life. Everything goes well in proving his loyalty until he is assigned an unbelievable request: kidnap and murder a 15 year old girl. He kidnaps the girl but hesitates at murder thus leaving him in a dangerous position. Caught between his conscience and the orders of his powerful boss, Milo finds himself haunted by his profession, a world where truth and trust are but a blur. He is plunged into a maze of lies that takes him on an action packed roller-coaster ride till the end....He needs help....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complex central plot is embedded in a twisted mesh of sub-plots, a Pandora's Box of deceit and manipulation brilliantly conceived. "Tourists" are programmed to follow orders without question but Milo needs to know the deep routed reason behind his boss's request. He turns to his father, another powerful man for help and together they arrange a solution, a deception that is beyond belief.....The mystery deepens when Milo senses he is being shadowed....all this makes for an exciting adventure full of intrigue and international espionage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brisk pacing and sharp dialogue enhance the plotting and paint a vivid picture of the underworld of espionage. The numerous characters are well represented, very motivated and task driven but run of the mill stereotyping sneaks in at times. The story becomes a tad challenging as it follows the different points of view of its characters back and forth in time, but is well worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sequel is a great addition to Milo's escapades &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-9043853258436930916?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/9043853258436930916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=9043853258436930916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/9043853258436930916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/9043853258436930916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/03/nearest-exit-by-olen-steinhauser.html' title='&quot;The Nearest Exit&quot;, by Olen Steinhauser'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6y7_ibeN9Q/TW6fiLzV5OI/AAAAAAAAAZw/4eWMDXJ4RSQ/s72-c/29d08ecb65688895979304b5841434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3742129792750994173</id><published>2011-02-17T10:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:30:40.209-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Scarlet Lion", by Elizabeth Chadwick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dif1qmqrcYE/TV0_EF6C7cI/AAAAAAAAAZo/SM-aAOXzGBw/s1600/51lR8twvR-L__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574681253292207554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dif1qmqrcYE/TV0_EF6C7cI/AAAAAAAAAZo/SM-aAOXzGBw/s320/51lR8twvR-L__SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 2 in the life of William Marshal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first novel "The Greatest Knight" followed William Marshal through his early career and his rise to fortune and noble status. In this novel, we are drawn further into his amazing and inspiring life it also includes some details of his family and those who crossed his path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Chadwick describes William Marshal as a dashing knight and a champion of tournaments, an easy-going and courteous man, and one who enjoyed the simple pleasures of life but also presented himself as a great magnate when it suited his purposes. He was a man of many talents, an accomplished soldier and a natural commander on battlefields, also a skilled diplomat with a dextrous ability to negotiate. He cared about his men and was very generous towards them. He was fiscally astute and he managed to keep the country from bankruptcy during his period of regency. In a nut shell, he was a respected hero who left behind a legacy hard to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle de Clare, Countess of Pembroke, was not only William`s wife but also his partner and equal. She always maintained her present during council meetings and stayed closed to her husband. She was a woman of strong character and very present in the day to day decisions. In William's absence, she governed the estate with the same dexterity as he would have. 10 pregnancies did not deter her willpower; she was his "Belle amie" throughout their married life, up till his dying breath. She survived him by one year despite their twenty year age difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author also covers a mix of individuals that influenced them during their life whether by choice or obligation. The list of people that crossed their path includes: Kings and Queens, Chaplains, members of the aristocracy, as well as some loyal and not so loyal followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again Ms. Chadwick has given me hours of pleasure with this engaging historical fiction. The writing is colourful and lively and the author has stayed as close to history as possible but openly admits to have embellished parts of the facts to make William's life more memorable. This novel can stand on its own but to truly appreciate this time period; I would recommend reading "The Greatest Knight" first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Chadwick has thrilled me once more with this stunning and captivating story &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3742129792750994173?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3742129792750994173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3742129792750994173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3742129792750994173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3742129792750994173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/02/scarlet-lion-by-elizabeth-chadwick.html' title='&quot;The Scarlet Lion&quot;, by Elizabeth Chadwick'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dif1qmqrcYE/TV0_EF6C7cI/AAAAAAAAAZo/SM-aAOXzGBw/s72-c/51lR8twvR-L__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7910983798140185614</id><published>2011-02-17T10:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:26:57.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Gretchen Greene", by CJ West</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hkM9VZ_DHPs/TV0-CSk_uZI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JRHoMTr5HiU/s1600/51OqHBs2lYL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574680122822211986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hkM9VZ_DHPs/TV0-CSk_uZI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JRHoMTr5HiU/s320/51OqHBs2lYL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd book in the Randy Black series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author is not one to take a formula and run with it, he is one who thrives on incorporating unpredictability; you never know what to expect. This latest is a prime example; fans will notice that the protagonist and the series have evolved tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy has undergone a major transformation, at first it was hard not to hate him, he was cunning and crafty in "Sin &amp;amp; Vengeance", but later in "Demon Awaits", he showed us another side that explained his tragic past, still not the side of a cuddly or loveable guy. In this latest adventure Randy plays the part of a hero when he encounters a young woman, Gretchen Greene, a researcher who is morally ambiguous and eco- obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gretchen and her team are on the edge of developing a solar technology that could make fossil fuel obsolete but instead of developing the invention she decides to take the data and run. Unfortunately, a team of assassins with other ideas is also aware of the discovery and is determined to destroy everyone and everything connected to the research. With the aid of a fellow student, Gretchen manages to escape the attack. But in their haste to flee they are involved in a chaotic accident and find themselves trying to keep one step ahead of the assassins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, Randy becomes part of the action and finds himself in a dilemma, how can he save Gretchen and not attract the attention of the authorities; any attention could derail his long awaited pardon from the Governor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this series, the topics are as varied as you can imagine. "Gretchen Greene" is very captivating, its starts with a bang and grabs your attention immediately and never lets go. The story is character driven, their depiction strong and unpredictable. The plot is well structured and the events dictate the next move in a most thrilling way. On the down side, it may be difficult to pick up this series mid-point, the author provides little background in his flashback of past events and it can be a bit confusing and challenging at times. In order to get maximum enjoyment from this series, I suggest starting at the beginning and read subsequent novels promptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I can truthfully say I have enjoyed this series and I am looking forward to Randy's next adventures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7910983798140185614?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7910983798140185614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7910983798140185614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7910983798140185614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7910983798140185614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/02/gretchen-greene-by-cj-west.html' title='&quot;Gretchen Greene&quot;, by CJ West'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hkM9VZ_DHPs/TV0-CSk_uZI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JRHoMTr5HiU/s72-c/51OqHBs2lYL__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4760391809276266388</id><published>2011-02-17T10:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:24:07.098-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Bangkok Haunts", by John Burdett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7w3j0FLQsps/TV09fA_Wr7I/AAAAAAAAAZY/N9xwaV3wxwQ/s1600/0307263185_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574679516805509042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7w3j0FLQsps/TV09fA_Wr7I/AAAAAAAAAZY/N9xwaV3wxwQ/s320/0307263185_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 3 in the Detective Sonchai Jitpleecheep series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This series brings a totally different perspective into the art of writing murder mysteries. It not only combines wit and humour, it also exposes us to a world choreographed by deviant players. The tale is told from Detective Sonchai Jitpleechhep's point of view as he guides us through Bangkok's dark side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fast-paced and captivating story has Sonchai and FBI agent Kimberley Jones reviewing a DVD that has surfaced from an anonymous source. It is a snuff movie featuring Damrong, Sonchai's ex-lover and high-class prostitute at "The Old Men's Club". Damrong was a crafty and cunning beauty who skilfully used her assets to obtain money and favours from her high profile clientele, leaving in her wake a string of men, some heartbroken and bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep into the investigation, Sonchai, his (transsexual) assistant Lek and the FBI realize there is big money in this type of movie and this undoubtedly attracts corrupt and sometimes influential people. When Colonel Vokorn, the opportunistic and shrewd superior of Sonchai, learns of the details he sees his chance to supplement his personal wealth leaving Sonchai caught between his conscience and his boss's wishes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intensity of the story is magnified with an erotic ghost story. Sonchai not only works the case by day but he is haunted by the ghost of Damrong who visits him in so real erotic dreams by night. Ghosts, reincarnation and superstition is a wide spread belief, part of the Thai culture and an important facet of the story and Sonchai's psyche. The supernatural vibe that emanates from Bangkok is witness through Sonchai's exploits in a narration that is entertaining, straightforward and streamlined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline has an abundance of humour and it particularly shines when Sonchai possessed by the ghost of Damrong needs help to erase her hold on him. The final act brings him to Isaan and Cambodia where he will learn unnerving details about her life and learn to deal with her death..... This novel has great characterization, heavy on passion, lust and sex that are treated in an exciting but tasteful manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bangkok Haunts" is on many levels a far more mesmerizing and tantalizing novel than the previous. I enjoyed this one much more than the last and I am looking forward to the sequel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4760391809276266388?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4760391809276266388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4760391809276266388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4760391809276266388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4760391809276266388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/02/bangkok-haunts-by-john-burdett.html' title='&quot;Bangkok Haunts&quot;, by John Burdett'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7w3j0FLQsps/TV09fA_Wr7I/AAAAAAAAAZY/N9xwaV3wxwQ/s72-c/0307263185_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-6296385638832848683</id><published>2011-01-28T11:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T11:54:04.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Judgment and Wrath", by Matt Hilton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TULqI8tZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAZM/vvyofVn4ogY/s1600/0061718130_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567269528839776514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TULqI8tZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAZM/vvyofVn4ogY/s320/0061718130_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 2 in the Joe Hunter Thriller Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a thriller seeker and love high octane stories there is nothing like a romp through the pages with protagonist Joe Hunter. The style follows pretty much the same format as its prequel "Dead Men's Dust" providing the reader with plenty of action, lots of shooting, endless chases and testosterone at its best. The main characters are Joe Hunter and his sidekick Jared Rington (Rink), two professional investigators with an army background and one very sick and macabre master assassin named "Dantalion".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this highly captivating adventure, Joe is hired by Richard Dean to save his daughter Marianne from the hands of Bradley Jorgenson, who happens to be rich, a bully and Marianne's boyfriend. Richard believes she is being abused and sucked into a world of power and fast living. He wants his daughter safe at home and out of a toxic environment at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley's company is a major player in military contracts and the money involved and his connections have attracted many envious people inside his company as well as outside. Joe finds himself in the middle of a hornets nest, he is not the only one targeting Bradley and Marianne, others have a different agenda, and amongst them is a hired assassin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fast pace thriller, be prepared for never ending action. From the time Hunter sets up shop next to the Jorgenson estate to plot Marianne's extraction to the end you are plunged into an intense, violent and head spinning suspense that is filled with plenty of twists and unexpected turns. You are immersed in a narrative that is without any doubt one of this series' trademarks, it alternates between the first person point of view of Joe hunter and the third person narrative of the bad guy (Dantalion). Mr. Hilton's ability to set a scene and make his characters shine are what makes Joe Hunter's exploits an adrenaline packed experience, edge of the chair gripping from start to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hooked; I am now a Matt Hilton junky... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-6296385638832848683?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6296385638832848683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=6296385638832848683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6296385638832848683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/6296385638832848683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/judgement-and-wrath-by-matt-hilton.html' title='&quot;Judgment and Wrath&quot;, by Matt Hilton'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TULqI8tZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAZM/vvyofVn4ogY/s72-c/0061718130_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5843780447881781428</id><published>2011-01-28T11:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T11:07:18.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Girl from Junchow", by Kate Furnivall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TULpmplWwdI/AAAAAAAAAZE/IqJQV_dtVoQ/s1600/0425227642_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567268939590189522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TULpmplWwdI/AAAAAAAAAZE/IqJQV_dtVoQ/s320/0425227642_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also published under the title "The Concubine's Secret"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is a captivating and fascinating sequel to "The Russian Concubine", a tale of love and danger set in the late 1920's Junchow and Moscow. The story takes us on a journey, surrounding the intricacies of Lydia Ivanova's life, a life of drama graced with a touch of passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia believes her father, Jens Friis, is still alive but held captive in Stalin's Russia. Determined to find him she teams up with her brother Alexie and close friend Popkov. The dangerous search leads them to bars of the seedy underworld where bribery of camp workers is one of their prime sources of information. In a world where they have to continually watch their backs, they befriend and betray those with key information, a treacherous game that eventually directs them to Moscow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Russia, with everything at stake Lydia becomes entangled with a soviet officer and Alexei is drawn into the hands of Russian criminals. Popkov finds himself in the precarious position of trying to keep his friends safe even at the risk of his own live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another front, Chang An-Lo, a high ranking officer who is advancing rapidly in the Communist party of China, is delegated to view the factories built by the Stalinist regime. He so happens to be Lydia's romantic partner while she was in China. As fate would have it, Lydia and Chang meet up at a party honouring the Chinese delegation and discuss old times. Their past strong romantic connection quickly has Chang sympathizing with her predicament and vowing to help her gather information and help in the possible rescue of her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Furnivall rich writing is very entertaining, gripping and provides all the thrills we are accustomed to. The dialogue is crisp and the setting vividly recreates Stalin era Russia. Lydia is maturing beautifully and is portrayed as a strong and loveable character; we easily fall into her spell. Some of the plotting may lack realism with its characters getting out of sticky predicaments and injuries a bit too easily for the times, but the interaction between characters is outstanding and is one of the attributes that makes this fantasy novel one of the best &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5843780447881781428?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5843780447881781428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5843780447881781428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5843780447881781428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5843780447881781428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/girl-from-junchow-by-kate-furnivall.html' title='&quot;The Girl from Junchow&quot;, by Kate Furnivall'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TULpmplWwdI/AAAAAAAAAZE/IqJQV_dtVoQ/s72-c/0425227642_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4738108547471851978</id><published>2011-01-24T10:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:57:04.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The End of Marking Time", by C J West</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TT2enW2rjyI/AAAAAAAAAY8/zxHwuIazI1Y/s1600/097677884X_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565779113486815010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TT2enW2rjyI/AAAAAAAAAY8/zxHwuIazI1Y/s320/097677884X_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This fiction is a disturbing account highlighting the seriousness of the problems within the prison system. The tale is a bit off the beaten track, borderline experimental and told in a unique and particular way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The protagonist, Michael O'Connor, an accomplished thief since a very young age, is finally caught after a long string of burglaries. He never considered what he was doing to be abnormal or even wrong but the justice system saw it differently, his lack of remorse earned him a stiff sentence. His luck took another drastic turn on his way to prison when a fellow prisoner's breakout earned him a bullet and four years in a coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the four years laps, the judiciary system is overhauled and a stronger emphasis is placed on re-education instead of incarceration. Under the new system, Michael's world changes again, he is required to wear a locator bracelet, further his education and function as a law abiding citizen. The system is designed to educate, test and measure the decisions he has to take in normal life. His past history takes its toll and he finds it difficult to understand what is expected of him. At what point will he realize that his decisions determine his freedom and could possibly have life or death consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is told mostly in Michael's own words, the language and tone reflect an easy-going and simple protagonist. The author presents an interesting look into the reform of the penal system. He has written quite a dystopian scenario regarding crime and its punishment, an untypical mystery with a psychological twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time getting into the story, although it was captivating enough at first, as I read on, my interest dwindled. I slowly lost empathy for Michael as he spun in circles trying to solve his assignments, I found myself not caring or interested in his predicament even when it took an unpredictable turn. The end result left me totally un-fizzled. I had accepted the fact that this looser would never see the light or be an asset to society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Mr. West, I did press that red button....Was this your objective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel may not have been one of my favourites; however it did succeed in stimulating my thoughts towards the justice system. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4738108547471851978?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4738108547471851978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4738108547471851978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4738108547471851978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4738108547471851978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/end-of-marking-time-by-c-j-west.html' title='&quot;The End of Marking Time&quot;, by C J West'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TT2enW2rjyI/AAAAAAAAAY8/zxHwuIazI1Y/s72-c/097677884X_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7737931177370076746</id><published>2011-01-13T10:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T10:50:24.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Greatest Knight", by Elizabeth Chadwick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TS8dXmLUQEI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZPGJg46YjUo/s1600/414641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561696356048060482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TS8dXmLUQEI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZPGJg46YjUo/s320/414641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 1 in the life of William Marshal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in England and France 1167-1194, the story is a convincing and compelling blend of facts and fiction exploring the life of William Marshal, one of England’s greatest knights during the Middle Ages. William rose from obscurity as a son of a minor aristocrat to a champion in his field, a confidant to kings, a magnate and eventually one of England’s respected regents. Elizabeth Chadwick has given us once again a rich and detailed novel filled with excellent research and a fascinating look into a historical character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, William was sent to serve in King Stephen’s court where he learned the importance of loyalty and honour along with the art of knighthood. His finely tune skills won the respect of Henry11 and his wife Eleanor of Aquitaine, he eventually became a marshal, tutor and model to the royal princes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a champion on the tourney, William faced danger and the petty jealousy that doges any royal favourite. Haunted by scandal he is eventually banished from court but his services are nevertheless sought throughout Europe and when William's honour is finally restored, he returns to court with greater acclaim and power than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His devoted loyalty was rewarded when he was given the hand of 19 year old Isabel de Clare, heiress and daughter of Richard Strongbow, Earl of Pembroke. Marrying her came with many perks, such as land in England, Wales, Ireland and Normandy. From his humble beginnings as a penniless knight, William Marshal became one of the richest men in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Chadwick brought to life an extraordinary story about a fascinating man in history (her notes at the end of the novel are useful to distinguish facts from fiction). Most of the characters are well defined historical figures although I am partial to the fictional character, Clara, William’s mistress and confidant, their association added romance and intrigue. The prose and narrative are straightforward and colourful leaving a vivid image to immerse the readers into the splendour of a medieval setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much going on in this stunning novel, I hope my short summary is successful in piquing everyone’s interest. She is one of my favourite historical fiction novelists. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7737931177370076746?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7737931177370076746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7737931177370076746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7737931177370076746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7737931177370076746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/greatest-knight-by-elizabeth-chadwick.html' title='&quot;The Greatest Knight&quot;, by Elizabeth Chadwick'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TS8dXmLUQEI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZPGJg46YjUo/s72-c/414641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-4871910017535852568</id><published>2011-01-12T09:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T09:55:21.178-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Silent Man", by Alex Berenson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TS3AymzYTEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/iwBaLFZg_fw/s1600/4670760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561313090514472002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TS3AymzYTEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/iwBaLFZg_fw/s320/4670760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 3 in the John Wells series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tale involves the theft of Russian made nuclear warheads to be used in an effort to trigger a U.S.-Russia conflict. Muslim terrorists calculate the ideal time and place would be Washington during the State of the Union address, payback for decades of Western domination and oppression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is vividly told and plunges its readers into a scary minute-by- minute fictional account of how the militants steal two nuclear weapons, smuggle them into the U.S and on an isolated New York farm create a devise that will help bring them closer to the world they dream of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, back in the States, an old nemesis from a previous encounter, Pierre Kowalski, mounts a deadly assault killing several people and severely injuring Exley, Wells' fiancé. This is sweet revenge; Wells had severely humiliated him in the previous novel, "The Ghost War". Wells has a strong suspicion as to who is behind the attack and due to personal interests and against the advice of his CIA superiors; he makes it his mission to bring the attackers and their mastermind to justice. Tracking them to Russia, he manages to kill several of the assassins but is unable to cut the head of the snake, his ultimate trophy. The cat and mouse game between himself and Kowalski rages on until Wells realises Kowalski has an important bargaining chip, information on the nuclear plot against the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This international intrigue is mildly enjoyable; I found the adventure lacks some of the rapid-fire pacing I like to experience in a thriller. However, it does provide some white-knuckle suspense and could be considered chillingly plausible. The plotting is very predictable for this day and age. John Wells, the main character, is still a complex blend of smarts and cynicism and Exley's role along with the romance between the two is weak and quite boring. The exploits of the secondary characters and those of the hero, in my opinion, place this novel in the class of a Jack Bauer "24 " series, very interesting at first but eventually loses its allure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say my interest in this series is waning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-4871910017535852568?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4871910017535852568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=4871910017535852568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4871910017535852568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/4871910017535852568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/silent-man-by-alex-berenson.html' title='&quot;The Silent Man&quot;, by Alex Berenson'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TS3AymzYTEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/iwBaLFZg_fw/s72-c/4670760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7630573652440068589</id><published>2011-01-11T10:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T10:24:26.787-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"The Defector", by Daniel Silva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TSx2GtMyymI/AAAAAAAAAYM/kdwNib3ygQk/s1600/5739373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560949497480268386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TSx2GtMyymI/AAAAAAAAAYM/kdwNib3ygQk/s320/5739373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 9 in the Gabriel Allon series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Silva provides once more an exciting and captivating tale that will keep the readers focused in an endless need to see what will come next, the series is very addictive. The 9th instalment is an edge of the seat thriller, able to compete with the best for the reader's attention. Although "The Defector" is a sequel to "Moscow Rules, there is just the right amount of background given so this novel can fly on its own, no doubt it will hook many new readers. Who knows it may pique their interest enough to read past novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tale picks up 6 months after the dramatic conclusion of "Moscow Rules". Once again Gabriel is thrown into turmoil with the shocking news from London that defector Colonel Grigori Bulganov has disappeared without a trace. Colonel G.B., a known double agent, is now suspected of being a turn coat once again but Gabriel has another theory. Colonel G.B. had betrayed Kharkov, a billionaire arms dealer, on many levels and Gabriel suspects the time to get even has arrived. Many things have changed in Russia but punishment for treason remains the same. With this fact in mind, Gabriel realizes his team of operatives have a very small window to prove his theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the pinnacle of the investigation, Gabriel's ability to multi task is put to the test with news of his wife's abduction. Could this be payback for his past history with Kharkov and his present theory, is there a link between the two abductions? The reader is quickly drawn into the escalating war between the two adversaries.....Did I use the adjectives addicted and hooked before??? :)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Silva knows how to capture the reader's attention; intense and exciting action and scenes that are gut-wrenching and gruesome at times are all part of his plot and sub-plots. He uses a touch of romance along the route to soften the tone. The story although a little far-fetched is highly entertaining, all the characters have been well developed and have progressed beautifully with time. Mr. Silva has definitely created and adopted a style that works but I find Gabriel's character is on the verge of becoming one-dimensional and too predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is a page turner hard to put down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7630573652440068589?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7630573652440068589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7630573652440068589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7630573652440068589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7630573652440068589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/defector-by-daniel-silva.html' title='&quot;The Defector&quot;, by Daniel Silva'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TSx2GtMyymI/AAAAAAAAAYM/kdwNib3ygQk/s72-c/5739373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-3882136978868828472</id><published>2010-12-22T11:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:53:08.594-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Breaking Lorca", by Giles Blunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TRIs5Mrp9vI/AAAAAAAAAYA/i4OFntXi2rA/s1600/0307357007_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553550651669739250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TRIs5Mrp9vI/AAAAAAAAAYA/i4OFntXi2rA/s320/0307357007_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story is a taunting and disturbing account of how far people in a position of authority will go in order to obtain what they want and remain in power. Through a compelling and provoking narrative the readers are taken on a harrowing journey where there is no mercy. This vivid and emotionally charged account relates how countrymen are subjected to physical, mental and emotional destruction in order to keep them submissive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giles Blunt is known for his "John Cardinal" series but this suspenseful tale is a standalone novel. The first part immerses the reader into a troubled time in the early 80's when El Salvador was in a vicious civil war and the average citizen's life meant nothing to those in power. The second part focuses on two of the citizens who made it to the U.S...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The protagonist is Victor Pena, a former officer, rescued form a firing squad to be a key player in a secret unit dedicated to acquiring intelligence. Victor finds himself out of his depth in this unit, violence and savagery are not part of his makeup, but right now it is his only option to stay alive. Victor soon finds himself up against a mysterious female detainee named Lorca who he cannot help but admire; he finds her strength and determination under prolonged torture to be impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last part of the novel, Victor is sent to Fort Bening in the U.S. to hone his training. Once there, he sees an opportunity to escape the position he is in and find freedom. Driven by his conscience, his aim is to locate Lorca who has miraculously survived and is believed to be hiding in New York. He is constantly haunted by past memories and feels he could lessen the pain by redeeming himself in her eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Blunt's background in TV is evident, the writing is very crisp, the characters are so real and the dialogue creates a virtual picture, the graphic details of torture are horrific and gut wrenching. It is hard to believe people can contemplate doing this to others and carry on life as if nothing happened. This dark novel is not for everyone, it brings to life what is believed to have transpired during a time of political turmoil in El Salvador. Although the ending left me a little disappointed, it had a bit too much flash and bang for a novel, it seems the concluding chapter was meant more for the big screen, nevertheless I enjoyed every page&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-3882136978868828472?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3882136978868828472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=3882136978868828472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3882136978868828472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/3882136978868828472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2010/12/breaking-lorca-by-giles-blunt.html' title='&quot;Breaking Lorca&quot;, by Giles Blunt'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TRIs5Mrp9vI/AAAAAAAAAYA/i4OFntXi2rA/s72-c/0307357007_01__SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-94088192616256349</id><published>2010-12-21T10:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T10:33:55.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Heart Sick", by Chelsea Cain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TRDIym_AC-I/AAAAAAAAAX4/AXsd7yxKqf4/s1600/657034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553159112331627490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TRDIym_AC-I/AAAAAAAAAX4/AXsd7yxKqf4/s320/657034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 1 in the Archie and Gretchen series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story explores what make up a psychopath and the relationship between a serial killer and his/her victims. "Heart Sick" is a gruesome tale of torture and manipulation, a fiction depicting a twisted and creepy serial killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective Archie Sheridan (main character) has spent ten years on a task force hunting a beautiful serial killer named Gretchen Lowell. Gretchen eventually turned the table and the hunter became the hunted. She lured him into a trap, tortured him for several days and contrary to her M.O. she mysteriously sets him free, leaving him haunted in many ways by the experience for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story picks up two years later with Gretchen in prison and Archie recently off medical leave and returned to duty. Still on strong medication he quickly finds himself deeply involved in another case of multiple abductions and murders. Many teenage girls have mysteriously gone missing in the Oregon area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this period, Detective Archie Sheridan's experiences attract the attention of the press and Susan Ward, a young eccentric journalist, is assigned the task of writing his story. In her research, she tags along and records every move he makes but unknown to her, this action leads her straight into the serial killer's web...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gruesome torture Archie endured at the hands of Gretchen is rehashed in flashback sequences and the gory details create a graphic and violent atmosphere at times. Archie, one of the main characters, is overshadowed by the strong characterisation of Gretchen, a beautiful serial killer. The story only comes alive when she appears and dims when she is off stage. It leaves the reader wondering if this is a suspense thriller or a twisted love story between a cop and a serial killer. Susan Ward the pink hair journalist is thrown into the mix to add a touch of colour and help tell the story. This novel is riddled with old clichés, very basic suspense and is rather unrealistic at times. This does not measure up to other thrillers I read this year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-94088192616256349?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/94088192616256349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=94088192616256349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/94088192616256349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/94088192616256349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2010/12/heart-sick-by-chelsea-cain.html' title='&quot;Heart Sick&quot;, by Chelsea Cain'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TRDIym_AC-I/AAAAAAAAAX4/AXsd7yxKqf4/s72-c/657034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-8236033870329119210</id><published>2010-12-12T10:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T10:17:03.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Berlin Noir", a trilogy, by Philip Kerr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TQTnXYhkQ9I/AAAAAAAAAXg/GJPTxyshrRE/s1600/236814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 126px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549815029733540818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TQTnXYhkQ9I/AAAAAAAAAXg/GJPTxyshrRE/s320/236814.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a collection of the first three novels in the Bernhard Gunther series that were written between 1989 and 1991 and were published together in 1993 under the title “Berlin Noir”. Detailed in it are the earlier adventures of Bernhard Gunther, a private detective who specialized in missing person cases. The scenes reflect the climate of pre and post-World War 11 Berlin. As for the stories, they highlight some of the horrors that began with the birth of National Socialism and end with the allied occupation and reconstruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 1 “March Violets”, Berlin 1936&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Gunther is retained by wealthy German industrialist Hermann Six to investigate the arson murder of his daughter and son in law and the theft of some priceless jewellery he finds himself in the middle of a major conspiracy involving highly placed Nazis. His investigation plunges him into Berlin’s dark side with its noisy cabarets, its easy women and tough men, and eventually to Dachau concentration camp. There he finds himself both on the receiving and giving end of violence, violence the world has yet to learn of. He has become a pawn in a game where corruption and decadent behaviour are practiced at its highest level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 2 “The Pale Criminal”, Berlin 1938&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a time when the situation in Germany is escalating from bad to worse and P.I. Gunther is investigating a case of blackmail on behalf of his client Frau Lange. Part of his investigation has him undercover in a clinic where psychotherapy is practiced but things turn ugly when his partner is murdered and the alleged blackmailer commits suicide. To complicate things even further, Gunther is given an order he can’t refuse, he is ordered back to Kripo by the SS general Heydrich to work on a serial murder case in which two SS officers are being fingered by public opinion. This is a highly explosive period in Berlin just prior to Kristallnacht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 3 “A German Requiem”, Berlin 1947&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a time when Germany is divided and Berlin is in a state of devastation, its people are doing their best to find food and shelter and rebuild their lives. Gunther recently released from a Russian prison is asked to investigate the murder of Edward Linden, an American Counterintelligence captain. An old acquaintance of his, Emil Becker has been arrested for the murder and may soon be convicted and put to death. Gunther strongly suspects Becker is being framed and with the clock ticking he must follow his strongest leads. The Russian Colonel Palkovich Poroshin, now in Vienna may have some important pieces to the puzzle but can Gunther really trust him. Deep into the investigation he draws the attention of a group of men who have their own secret agenda. An agenda that subsequently uncovers a nightmare landscape containing more death than he could ever have imagined….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three novels are very interesting and captivating. What I found most fascinating is the historical setting; it brings us deep into the dark and chaotic period of Nazi-era Germany. Through the protagonist, we feel the hype and frenzy created by Hitler and the subsequent behaviour of the Nazi followers, we also experience the emotional letdown the German people felt post-war. Bernhard Gunther is portrayed as a person with an attitude who walked a fine line to stay alive. He was once an SS officer under the command of Heydrich, Himmler and Goering but transferred to the Russian front in order to distance himself from the path the SS was taking. In his writing Mr. Kerr uses a tone that is brutal and dry, fitting for the subject. “Berlin Noir” is a page turner, a vortex of plots and subplots that are easy to follow although hard to swallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found this series highly entertaining and addictive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-8236033870329119210?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8236033870329119210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=8236033870329119210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8236033870329119210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/8236033870329119210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2010/12/berlin-noir-trilogy-by-philip-kerr.html' title='&quot;Berlin Noir&quot;, a trilogy, by Philip Kerr'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TQTnXYhkQ9I/AAAAAAAAAXg/GJPTxyshrRE/s72-c/236814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5150772853698062278</id><published>2010-12-11T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T11:02:43.135-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Deception on his Mind", by Elizabeth George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TQOgl1tncMI/AAAAAAAAAXY/NfBuwYmD_A0/s1600/31366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549455737784594626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TQOgl1tncMI/AAAAAAAAAXY/NfBuwYmD_A0/s320/31366.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TQOgNyIzwZI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zCFez828928/s1600/511ZZ1AW26L__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 9 in the Inspector Lynley series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth George plunges us once again into a gripping and twisted "Whodunit" plot based in Balford-le-Nez, a dying fictional sea town on the coast of Essex. True to her style, this book in the series is beautifully written, the plot well-crafted and the characterization excellent. This is a complicated mystery which may be a tad too long and a bit slow-moving at times but one that will not fail to draw you into the story immediate. You will be caught up in the web of suspense and deception till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Inspector Lynley and Helen have tied the knot and are on their honeymoon and Barbara Havers has been granted an extension on her convalescence, her plans where to spend a little time in Balford-le-Nez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balford-le-Nez has a growing Asian community and when a member is found dead near its beach, his neck broken...The normally sleepy town ignites...Hearing of this Barbara can't help but get involved and quickly becomes a prominent figure in the murder investigation of this recent immigrant from Pakistan. The case has a personal side; her landlord Taymullah Azhar and his daughter Hadiyyah have connections to the dead man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In typical fashion the writer has the murder investigation as the focal point while exploring the hardships new immigrants face in a country foreign to them. With Lynley out of the picture, Barbara must use her own sound investigative skills and leave no stones unturned. People are quick to tag this murder as a racially motivated crime. What really happened and for what reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is an absorbing read, however, some important threads are left dangling leaving questions as to the outcome of some events and the fate of some characters....maybe the answers are in a future sequel....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-5150772853698062278?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5150772853698062278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=5150772853698062278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5150772853698062278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/5150772853698062278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2010/12/deception-on-his-mind-by-elizabeth.html' title='&quot;Deception on his Mind&quot;, by Elizabeth George'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TQOgl1tncMI/AAAAAAAAAXY/NfBuwYmD_A0/s72-c/31366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7956805362531512944</id><published>2010-11-25T10:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T10:51:01.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"A Quiet Flame", by Philip Kerr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TO6F0mqsIUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/55sZnMZ9kms/s1600/3056685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543515330118951234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TO6F0mqsIUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/55sZnMZ9kms/s320/3056685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 5 in the Bernard Gunther series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fiction examines Directive 11, a secret order issued in 1938 that bared Jews from entering Argentina and the consequences that derived from it. It also explored the rumour and the strong possibility that a concentration camp existed in a remote part of the country. At the time thousands of Argentina's Jewish citizens had simply disappeared, never to be seen again. Coincidently, in later years, Argentina became a safe haven for Nazis in hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" A Quiet Flame ", opens in 1950 with private eye Bernie Gunther, now in fine form getting off the boat in Argentina. He is not alone; one of the other passengers is Adolf Eichmann. Both have changed their identities to avoid the consequences of their past and are trying to start a new life in a new country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long before Bernie was fingered by President Peron's secret police, it turns out they had a file on him and knew about his past activities. They felt he could assist them in the political investigation of a child abduction and murder. Knowing he had no choice but to accept, he used the opportunity to gain medical treatment for his thyroid cancer. After reviewing the case he notices many similarities with unsolved cases he worked on back in early 30's Berlin, once again he finds himself forced to tread a delicate path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunther's work attracts the beautiful Anna Yagubshy who is desperately looking for help in finding her Jewish relatives who have disappeared; he is immediately drawn into a horror story that rivals everything from his past. The Peron period of Buenos Aires holds terrible secrets within its corrupt halls of power, one never knows whom to trust and danger is waiting at every corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories move back and forth in time from Bernie's past early 30's Berlin to the turbulent time of post war Buenos Aires 1950.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The depiction of the two eras is fascinating and captivating, it also gives a unique and intriguing view into the Nazi haven created during the time of President Peron. The characterization is superb and the players have depth. I like Gunther particularly; he is a compelling protagonist, an ex-SS "collaborator" with strong ethics. This novel never lags for thrilling and chilling suspense; it will grip you from the start. The sub-plots are as powerful as the main plot and contain many dead-ends and red herrings blended seamlessly creating a well-crafted work of fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with this novel and find it could easily stand alone but was left so intrigued and entertained by the protagonist adventures I feel impelled to read the author's previous works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7956805362531512944?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7956805362531512944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7956805362531512944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7956805362531512944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7956805362531512944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2010/11/quiet-flame-by-philip-kerr.html' title='&quot;A Quiet Flame&quot;, by Philip Kerr'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TO6F0mqsIUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/55sZnMZ9kms/s72-c/3056685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-7862874686415316284</id><published>2010-11-25T10:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T10:48:24.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"In the Presence of the Enemy", by Elizabeth George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TO6E64fA2DI/AAAAAAAAAXA/y5HsjmyjicA/s1600/77097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543514338469402674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TO6E64fA2DI/AAAAAAAAAXA/y5HsjmyjicA/s320/77097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 8 in the Inspector Lynley series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms George knows how to sustain her readers’ attention in tales that are not only suspenseful but finely crafted and delightfully intricate. With “In the Presence of the Enemy” she once more proves that she is one of the best classic British mystery novelist today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story opens with the kidnapping of young Charlotte Bowen. The kidnapper(s) demand her father, publisher Dennis Luxford to pay an unusual ransom, “ Divulge on the front page of his newspaper that he has fathered a child in a loveless tryst with Eve Bowen “. But Eve, a high ranking influential member of parliament hesitates and refuses to go along with the demand. She believes that Dennis has engineered everything to discredit her and is so convinced it is a hoax she steadfastly refuses to involve the authorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story advances at a rapid pace and the plot thickens when another child disappears. After realizing the determination of the kidnapper(s), Inspector Lynley and Detective Havers from Scotland Yard are called upon and brought up to speed. Following this duo as they piece clue after clue is a riveting experience, the writer plunges us into an adrenaline filled game of cat and mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms George spoon feeds her readers tit-bits of information seemingly leading them down the garden path and at just the right time she jumps track and throws her readers completely off balance. Being unpredictable helps pique the readers interest even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the main plot, interlaced are sub-plots involving Lynley’s financé Helen who is wrestling with her own demons and making a small but important appearance is forensic scientist Simon and his wife Deborah. All the characters are believable although not all likeable but definitely all expertly drawn to keep us captivated. This is a suspense filled mystery from start to finish, one of Ms George’s best &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-7862874686415316284?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7862874686415316284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=7862874686415316284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7862874686415316284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/7862874686415316284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-presence-of-enemy-by-elizabeth.html' title='&quot;In the Presence of the Enemy&quot;, by Elizabeth George'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TO6E64fA2DI/AAAAAAAAAXA/y5HsjmyjicA/s72-c/77097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-726874484844674156</id><published>2010-11-12T10:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:20:33.911-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>"Bangkok Tattoo", by John Burdett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TN1bMCYdj_I/AAAAAAAAAW4/__ETfn3Pso0/s1600/54681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538683379091607538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TN1bMCYdj_I/AAAAAAAAAW4/__ETfn3Pso0/s320/54681.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book 2 in the Detective Sonchai Jitpleecheep mystery series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sequel to "Bangkok 8" has all the elements necessary to take the readers on a precarious ride through the sweltering hot and sticky streets that form the flamboyant underbelly of one of Asia's most lively cities.... Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery is told in the riveting voice of detective Sonchai Jitpleecheep, a product of mixed parentage with Buddhist beliefs, a good cop by day and a papasan in the family brothel by night. The story opens with Chanya, a working girl at "The Old Man`s Club" (owned by Colonel Vikorn and Sonchai`s mother), returning from a trick, dazed and covered in blood, coincidently rumour has it CIA agent Mitch Turner has been found near by murdered and his genitals brutally mutilated. Chanya a popular and important asset to the club quickly becomes the prime suspect. Colonel Vikorn decides with the help of Sonchai to construct a cover-up to portray Chanya as a victim acting in self- defence....a statement is created and Chanya goes into hiding. Sonchai always the professional at heart, feels something is not right and the suspense escalates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonchai's investigation introduces us to prostitutes, katoyes( Lady Boys) sex tourists and very murky characters that roam the streets of Bangkok's notorious District 8. The action eventually takes us even deeper into the heart of Thailand, revealing a possible connection to Al-Qaeda, added to the saga is a mix of rogue CIA agents and drug dealers. A tattoo artist fleeing the Japanese mafia and a turf war between Vikorn and an army general heightens the intensity even further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author has created one sophisticated novel full of marvellous characters, set in an intoxicating décor and told in a gripping manner. Definitely not a novel for the faint at heart, there is brutality and sexuality throughout and Bangkok's sleazy side is rather exploited to its maximum. Unfortunately being a sequel, the plotting seemed familiar and thus rather predictable in many ways, maybe if the prequel wasn`t still fresh in my mind, I would have a different opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to its sequel " Bangkok Haunts", but this time I will wait awhile before reading it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6746462984539738065-726874484844674156?l=itsmetoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/feeds/726874484844674156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6746462984539738065&amp;postID=726874484844674156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/726874484844674156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6746462984539738065/posts/default/726874484844674156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmetoni.blogspot.com/2010/11/bangkok-tattoo-by-john-burdett.html' title='&quot;Bangkok Tattoo&quot;, by John Burdett'/><author><name>Toni Osborne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02979274776925783392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/SvAnOVMGrHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dyJoEM8wP68/S220/%231.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TN1bMCYdj_I/AAAAAAAAAW4/__ETfn3Pso0/s72-c/54681.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6746462984539738065.post-5051035221513902144</id><published>2010-11-12T10:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:17:23.956-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reader&apos;s corner'/><title type='text'>" The Jewel of St-Peterburg ", by Kate Furnivall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TN1aQ5RABEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/MF5c0cESvhA/s1600/51H0s2n492L__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538682363032110146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TN1aQ5RABEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/MF5c0cESvhA/s320/51H0s2n492L__SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLY_ETvXRT8/TN1Zqr-EhJI/AAAAAAAAAWo/at9_OXAreAI/s1600/51H0s2n492L__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The novel transports us back to a time preceding the Russian Revolution of 1917. Set against a background of elegance and opulence this dramatic story is of love, courage, revenge and heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heroine is Valentina Ivanova, daughter of a minister under Tsar Nicholas also a young pianist and the darling of St. Petersburg's wealthy aristocracy. Valentina's only dream is to become a nurse and take care of her sister, who was maimed for life during a Bolshevik attack on the family estate. Her father has other expectations, marrying a Russian count would solidify their place amongst the country's elite. But strong headed Valentina, determine in her own way, graduates from nursing and eventually falls in love with Jens Friss, a Danish engineer.....A life changing decision with many consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a harsh and scary time, the Tsar, the Duma and the Bolsheviks are at each other's throats.....A revolution is in the making, the days of the ruling aristocracy are numbered and no one is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following Valentina we are plunged into two contrasting worlds, one of the miserably poor and the other of the extreme rich. This sweeping story highlights to what means desperate people pushed to the limit will go to obtain recognition and the basics of life they need to survive. The characterization is well done, realistic and very gripping. This compelling tale draws its readers into a fast-paced and captivating historical-fiction with graphic details of t
