An open discussion on what everyone is currently reading. Make recommendations to others, discuss what is new, hot, bestsellers, anything and everything related to books and the authors.
Quite right. For me Anchee Min beat out Finder very easily, even though I consider her novel (ORCHID) a potboiler that keeps you reading for the secrets of the imperial bedchamber and the vicious behavior of eunuchs and imperial wives. I write historical novels and I know when I read a potboiler. Having said that, the novel moves quite easily and is rich in historical detail. A literary masterpiece it's not.
I enjoyed Dick & Felix Francis's DEAD HEAT, but am having trouble starting the next one, SILKS, due to the idea of an attorney subject to extortion by a plausible psychopath.
Instead, I picked out Janwillem van de Wetering's THE MIND-MURDERS from my tbr's. I'm cataloging the tbr's, and running across some attractive stuff I had forgotten I have.
I've just finished Death and The Running Patterer by Robin Adair - new author, competition winner for Penguin Australia, set in Colonial Sydney - very good. Then I inhaled Adrian McKinty's latest book - Fifty Grand which was absolutely fantastic. Now I'm about to start on an Advance copy of Peter Temple's next - Truth - which will be out in October.
Am finishing Val McDermid's "The Grave Tattoo." Disappointing, contrived, stretching
credibility.... I had the urge to shout out loud, "Don't go there alone, stupid!"
Picked up Ian Rankin's new "Dark Entries." No, not a book exactly. It's a comic; I can't
remember the polite term. We'll see.
Sorry to be boringly honest, but I'm currently reading my just-received copy of The Lost Symbol.
My pending list, though, is a little more varied. You'll be happy to know that I.J. Parker's "Hell Screen" is on its way from the vendor even as we speak, as is Sandra Ruttan's "What Burns Within", Jon Loomis's "High Season", Rick Mofina's "Vengeance Road" and Vicki Delany's "Gold Digger".
I trust my "pending list" redeems me from the shame of my "current read"?
I just finished James Ellroy's The Cold Six Thousand, and it was a very different kind of read, sort of like reading noir written by an enraged and hyperactive beatnik.