A Treacherous Curse - Deanna Raybourn

    2018; 306 pages.  Book 3 (out of 10) in the “Veronica Speedwell Mystery” series.  New Author? : No.  Genres : Historical Mystery; Crime Fiction; Victorian England.  Overall Rating : 9*/10.

 

    It’s a curse, I tell you!  Sir Leicester Tiverton’s expedition to Egypt made the fabulous discovery of Princess Ankheset’s sarcophagus, but they should never have decided to bring it back to England.

 

    Do you want proof of the curse?!  The expedition’s photographer, John de Morgan, disappeared the minute he got back to Britain.  So did the crown jewel of the expedition’s finds—Princess Ankheset’s tiara.  The curse has struck!  Twice!

 

    Of course, there’s another more this-worldly possibility.  Maybe John de Morgan stole the tiara, and is hiding out as he tries to sell it and keep the money for himself.  His wife swears that isn’t true, but that probably just means she’s in on the skullduggery.

 

    Hmm.  It might be prudent to get someone to investigate this whole affair.  Because who knows, there might be other people who want John de Morgan dead.

 

What’s To Like...

    A Treacherous Curse is set in Victorian London in 1888, a year after the previous book in the series, A Perilous Undertaking, which is reviewed here.  The worldbuilding is fantastic, including a side-trip to Dover, England, and a flashback to 1882 Egypt.

 

    Once more, the investigation is a team effort: Veronica and her partner, Stoker Templeton-Vane.  Their relationship is complex.  Sometimes they work in smooth harmony; but just as often they get on each other’s nerves.

 

    Needless to say, the missing person/tiara case rapidly gets more complicated.  There are further killings, attempted killings, uncooperative witnesses, and mysterious persons who are following our dynamic duo.  Permeating it all is the “is it natural or supernatural” issue, which I always enjoy.  And each time Veronica, Stoker—and the reader—think they’ve figured things out, Deanna Raybourn drops a plot twist in the storyline, causing all parties to reassess their hypotheses.

 

    The ending is logical, twisty, and quite enlightening.  John de Morgan’s whereabouts is ascertained, Princess Ankheset’s tiara shows up, and all the other plot threads get tied up, except for Veronica and Stoker’s relationship, which I suspect will be a recurring storyline.  I love a well-constructed historical mystery, and thus far, this series is three-for-three in that regard.

 

Ratings…
    Amazon:  4.5/5 based on 4,269 ratings and 236 reviews.

    Goodreads: 4.15/5 based on 28,392 ratings and 2,865 reviews.

 

Kewlest New Word ...

Philologist (n.) : an expert in the structure, historical development, and relationships in a language or languages.

Others: Froideur (n.); Congé (n.).

 

Excerpts...

    “I know you do not wish to discuss it,” I began.

    “Then why are you introducing the subject?” he countered through a mouthful of crumbs.

    “Because we must develop a strategy.  No good general goes into battle without a plan.” I said stoutly.  “Caesar wouldn’t have done so.”

    “Caesar was murdered by his friends,” he reminded me.

    “Because he didn’t listen to the woman in his life,” I countered.”  (pg. 34)

 

    I soon realized three things: 1. Our visitor was not bent upon harming us.  2. Our visitor was Mrs. Marshwood.  3. She was not actually being strangulated by a weasel in spite of her shriek and the fur at her throat.  It was meant to be decorative.

    She recovered herself quickly, putting a hand to her heart and fixing us with a repressive look.  “How dare you come upon me like ruffians!” she demanded.  “Is this any way to greet a caller?”  (pg. 211)

 

Kindle Details…

    The Kindle version of A Treacherous Curse costs $11.99 at Amazon at present.  The other books in the series range in price from $3.99 to $14.99.  Generally, the more recent the volume, the higher the price.

 

“What a delightfully old-fashioned notion of sin you have.”  (pg. 154)

    There’s only a smidgen if cussing in A Treacherous Curse.  I counted just seven instances in the first 50% of the book, and they were all of the milder variety.  Veronica does allude to some adult situations, but I don’t recall any lewd scenes.

 

    I didn’t note any typos at all, which was also true of the previous book.  Whoever is doing the editing did a marvelous job.

 

    A Treacherous Curse was my third read in this series (thus far, I’m reading them in order), and fully met my expectations in all aspects.  Both the Murder-Mystery and Historical Fiction were well done, and the banter betwixt Veronica and Stoker is both witty and snarky.  I’ve got most of the remaining books in the series on my Kindle, including the next one, A Dangerous Collaboration, and am looking forward to more of Stoker and Veronica's sleuthing.

 

    9 Stars.  One last thing.  Deanna Raybourn also sprinkles a modicum of French into the tale, including “pets de nonnes”, which thoroughly stumped me, despite having taken three years of French in college.  We’ll list the translation in the comments section.

The Truth - Terry Pratchett

    2000; 348 pages.  Book 25 (out of 41) in the “Discworld” series.  New Author? : No.  Laurels : 193 in the “Big Read”.  Genres : Humorous Fantasy; Satire; British Humour.  Overall Rating : 7½*/10.

 

    There are two things those Discworld dwarfs love to do.  First and foremost, they love digging for gold and gems.  Second, they love to tinker with new ways of doing things.

 

    Just now, William de Worde has discovered the dwarfs have figured out how to put together a printing press.  With easily insertable and smoothly interchangeable letters.  It beats the heck out of the old way – carving a woodcut for every page you want printed. What a slow process.

 

    The dwarfs aren’t all that impressed with their new methodology, but William de Worde is.  Imagine setting up a page and printing it in minutes instead of spending hours or days carving a piece of wood.  With that kind of speed, doing a print job that requires multiple pages is suddenly doable.  But what kind of business would need that?

 

    They call it a newspaper, William.  And people will pay money to receive one on a daily basis.

 

What’s To Like...

    Although The Truth is Book 25 in Terry Pratchett’s fantastic Discworld series, and is set in Ankh-Morpork, Discworld’s capital city, the two main characters, the editor William de Worde and his ace reporter, the buxom Sacharissa Cripslock, are newcomers to the series.

 

    True, lots of recurring characters also show up, such as the Patrician, Sam Vimes and several of his City Watch guards, a couple of wizards, and DEATH and his companion DEATH of RATS, but for the most part, they are cast in cameo roles.

 

    In a nutshell, The Truth tells the story of Ankh-Morpork’s first newspaper, “The Ankh-Morpork Times”, and the various, and hilarious, challenges it faces.  Will people pay for something recapping yesterday’s news?  Do we send employees out to sell the paper?  Do we send employees out to search for newsworthy tidbits?  What do we do if/when a competing newspaper crops up?  And most importantly, what do we do if someone strongly objects to some headline-worthy item being investigated and reported in the paper?

 

    As always, Terry Pratchett’s wit and puns are in abundance here.  So are his trademark footnotes and his eschewal of Chapters.  Somehow, even Quantum Physics gets some ink, which surprised me pleasantly.

 

    The main storyline involves William de Worde’s investigation into an assault alleged to have been carried out by one of Ankh-Morpork’s leading citizens.  To give more details would be a spoiler. This doesn’t qualify as a mystery novel because the reader is given a key clue early on.  So the fun is following William de Words, with assistance from Sam Vimes, as they attempt figure out the “why” of the mayhem.

 

    The ending is entertaining, despite not being very twisty or action-packed.  The truth eventually comes out, justice is served, mercy is shown, and karma takes its toll.

 

Ratings…
    Amazon:  4.7/5 based on 6,996 ratings and 504 reviews.

    Goodreads: 4.41/5 based on 25,004 ratings and 1,603 reviews.

 

Excerpts...

    “I’m not a thief, friend,” said the shadows.

    “Who’s there?”

    “Do you know what’s good for you?”

    “Er . . . yes.  Healthy exercise, regular meals, a good night’s sleep.”  William stared at the long lines of loose boxes.  “I think what you meant to ask was: do I know what’s bad for me, in the general context of blunt instruments and sharp edges.  Yes?”  (pg. 204)

 

    “We still don’t know what we should be doing,” said Mrs. Tilly hopelessly.

    “Go and find out things that people want to put in the paper,” said Sacharissa.

    “And things that people don’t want to put in the paper,” William added.

    “And interesting things,” said Sacharissa.

    “Like that rain of dogs two months ago?” said O’Biscuit.

    “There was no rain of dogs two months ago!” William snapped.

    “But—”

    “One puppy is not a rain.  It fell out of a window.”  (pg. 340)

 

Lies could run around the world before the truth could get its boots on.  (pg. 106)

    As usual, the cussing is mild and sparse.  I counted only six instances in the first 25% of The Truth, all of which were of the eschatological variety.  One of the characters habitually uses a stronger bit of profanity, but Terry Pratchett solves this each time by rendering it “—ing”.  Freaking Fantastic!

 

    I enjoyed The Truth, but wasn’t dazzled by it.  Part of it, I suppose, was the theme itself—running a newspaper is just not all that exciting.  Also, my favorite set of misadventurers, the wizards of the Unseen University, have almost no impact on the storyline.

 

    But I quibble.  The Truth is still a fun, entertaining story.  It’s just a matter of it being more a tale of Intrigue, and less a tale of “Thrills-&-Magical-Spills”.

 

    7½ Stars.  One last thing.  One of my favorite recurring characters who does get a fair amount of ink here, is Cut-Me-Own-Throat Dibbler, otherwise known as “CMOT”.  Take my advice, and do NOT partake of the sausages that he sells.

A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess

    1962; 152 pages.  New Author? : Yes.  Genres : Dystopian Fiction; British Literature; Movie Tie-In; Banned Books.  Overall Rating: 9*/10.

 

    You gotta hand it to the droog, Alex.  That’s because if you don’t hand him everything you’ve got, Alex will thrash you to within an inch of your life.

 

    Come to think of it, Alex might beat you up even if you do give him everything you’ve got.  He's one of those malchicks who thoroughly enjoys being a gangland thug.

 

    The police are aware of Alex’s misdeeds, of course.  They’d love to throw him in jail, but finding witnesses willing to testify against him, and who are still alive, has been impossible so far.

 

    Also, the jails are getting crowded due to gangland thuggery running rampant.  If only there was some magical way to reform hardened criminals.

 

What’s To Like...

    The initial book version of A Clockwork Orange came out in 1962, followed a decade later by the blockbuster movie version.  Both of those releases thoroughly irritated the book’s author, Anthony Burgess, because both chose to delete the entire last chapter in his book.  A ”complete” version, including that final chapter, was published in 1986 in the UK, and that’s the version I read.

 

    The story is told in the first-person POV (Alex’s), which means you get to read it in punk gangland slang language called “Nadsat”.  In most cases, I could suss out the meanings of the Nadsat words; with Anthony Burgess also providing translations of a few of the more obscure words in the text.  Still, I kept a list of the Nadsat-to-English vocabulary, and am very glad I did.  And you can also Google the Nadsat word to get its translation.  Ain’t 21^st-century technology amazing?!

 

    Outside of the absent/present last chapter, the book and the movie versions match up rather well.  I’d seen the film twice when it first came out, so I pretty much knew how the storyline went.  If you haven’t seen and/or read this tale, be forewarned that there is an abundance of violence in it.  The enigmatic title is referenced several times in the text, and the first excerpt below, which comes from the author’s Introduction, not the story itself, will clue you in.

 

    The ending is both logical and twisty.  It appropriately answers “What is Alex’s ultimate fate?”, both in the immediate future (Chapter 20), and later on in life (the initially deleted Chapter 21).  I felt that it left the door open for a sequel, but that never happened.

 

Kewlest New Word ...

    Droog (n.) : a young, violent gang member; a ruffian (Nadsat slang)

 

Ratings…
    Amazon: 4.4*/5, based on 11,014 ratings and 1,556 reviews.

    Goodreads: 4.00*/5, based on 781,357 ratings and 26,306 reviews.

 

Excerpts...

    If {a human being} can only perform good or only perform evil, then he is a clockwork orange—meaning that he has the appearance of an organism lovely with colour and juice but is in fact only a clockwork toy to be wound up by God or the Devil or (since this is increasingly replacing both) the Almighty State.  It is as inhuman to be totally good as it is to be totally evil.  The important thing is moral choice.  Evil has to exist along with good, in order that moral choice may operate.  Life is sustained by the grinding opposition of moral entities.  (loc. 74)

 

    “I’ve been out of the rookers of the millicents for a long time now.”

    “That’s just what worries me,” sighed P.R. Deltoid.  “A bit too long of a time to be healthy.  You’re about due now by my reckoning.  That’s why I’m warning you, little Alex, to keep your handsome young proboscis out of the dirt, yes.  Do I make myself clear?”

    “As an unmuddied lake, sir,” I said.  “Clear as an azure sky of deepest summer.  You can rely on me, sir.”  And I gave him a nice zooby smile.  (pg. 30)

 

“There’s the mackerel of the cornflake for you, you dirty reader of filth and nastiness.”  (pg. 5)

    The amount of profanity in A Clockwork Orange is surprisingly small—I noted just six instances in the first 50% of the book.  Of course, this is offset by several assaults and rapes.  It should be noted, however, that those violent scenes are less graphic in the book than on the screen.

 

    My e-book gave the story’s length as 152 pages, but I wouldn’t call it a quick read.  There are a slew of gangland slang words used, and it takes some time to remember which means what, even if you’re keeping a list.

 

    Overall, reading the book version fifty years after watching the movie was a great experience.  Yes, there's a flood of sex and violence, but the reader is also given much to think about.  Is there a way to cure violent behavior in thugs like Alex?  If so, is it a godsend or a curse?  If the choice of what we do is taken away, have we been dehumanized?  And so on.

 

    Based on Amazon and Goodreads reviews, readers of A Clockwork Orange seem very divided on its merits or lack thereof.  Some think it’s a brilliant novel, others claim it’s the worst book they’ve ever read.  I’m in the first camp.

 

    9 Stars.  One last thing.  A group called PEN America monitors what books are being removed from library shelves in public schools on a yearly basis.  For the 2024-2025 school year, the book banned the most times, with 23 bans total, was A Clockwork Orange.  Google it for details.

October - China Miéville

    2017; 320 pages.  Full Title: October: The Story of the Russian Revolution.  New Author: No.  Genres : Russian History; Russian Politics; Non-Fiction.  Overall Rating: 8*/10.

 

    Believe it or not, once upon a time, the United States invaded Russia!  It was back in the years 1918-1921, and was a direct response to something called the October Revolution.

 

    To be fair, the United States wasn’t the only invader.  French, British, Japanese, German, Serbian, and Polish troops helped out as well.  The Wikipedia article cites quite few other countries sending troops.

 

    The reason for this broad-based foreign intervention was clear.  The Russians had done the unpardonable sin of installing the Bolshevik leader, Vladimir Lenin, to lead the country.  Russia had become a Socialist state!

 

    And as everyone knows, Socialism is contagious.  If one country falls into its clutches, pretty soon it will spread like a virus to all sorts of other countries!

 

What’s To Like...

    October is China Miéville’s chronicle detailing the events leading up to, and including, the October Revolution.  The bulk of the chapters focus on  the monthly vicissitudes in February through October 1917, which are sandwiched between an Introduction and a “before” chapter at the beginning and an Epilogue chapter at the end.

 

    In the Introduction, Miéville admits that, although he is going to be fair in describing events in this book, he is not going to be neutral.  This was not unexpected since he is an avowed Socialist and October is arguably the celebration of Socialism’s finest hour.  So I was pleasantly surprised when he portrayed the major leaders of the movement—Lenin, Trotsky, and Stalin—in a “warts and all” fashion.

 

    The book is written in English, not American, so you some weird spellings, such as disembowelled, defence, skilfully, programme, learnt, and a variant of one of my favorite words, bowdlerised.  I loved it, although Spellchecker went nutso with that previous sentence.

 

    Before reading October, I knew only a smattering about the Russian Revolution.  Czar Nicholas abdicates early on, a right-winger named Alexander Kerensky takes over, much to the Western World’s delight.  Then Lenin overthrows Kerensky, much to the Western World’s dismay.  That's about the extent of what I already knew.

 

    October filled in the gaps nicely.  I learned that Petrograd, not Moscow, was the capital of Russia at the time.  A slew of coalitions were tried, and failed, in amongst the Nicholas/Kerensky/Lenin regimes.  Factory workers, peasants, lower-ranked soldiers, and women were powerful forces in determining who eventually came to rule Russia.  The fact that Russia was still using the Gregorian calendar, not the Julian one used by the rest of the world makes listing a date for the various events a major pain.  And much, much more.

 

Kewlest New Word ...

    Jacquerie (n.) : a violent, spontaneous uprising or revolt by peasants against the ruling noble class

 

Ratings…
    Amazon: 4.3*/5, based on 706 ratings and 105 reviews.

    Goodreads: 3.91*/5, based on 6,937 ratings and 945 reviews.

 

Excerpts...

    The government had equivocated over the issue of women’s suffrage.  Many even in the revolutionary movement were hesitant, warning that, though they supported the equality of women ‘in principle’, concretely Russia’s women were politically ‘backward’, and their votes therefore risked hindering progress.  On her return to the country on the 18^th, Kollontai took those prejudices head-on.

    “But wasn’t it we women, with our grumbling about hunger, about the disorganisation in Russian life, about our poverty and the sufferings born of the war, who awakened a popular wrath?” she demanded.  The revolution, she pointed out, was born on International Women’s Day.  (pg. 93)

 

    “What about people’s commissars?” said Trotsky.

    “Yes, that’s very good,” Lenin said.  “It smells terribly of revolution.” The seed of the revolutionary government, the Council pf People’s Commissars, Sovnarkom, was sown.

    Lenin suggested Trotsky for commissar of the interior.  But Trotsky foresaw that enemies on the right would attack him — as a Jew.

    “Of what importance are such trifles?” Lenin snapped.

    “There are still a good many fools left,” Trotsky replied.

    “Surely we don’t keep step with fools?”

    “Sometimes,” said Trotsky, “one has to make some allowances for stupidity.”  (pg. 284)

 

“One must always try to be as radical as reality itself.”  (pg. 231)

    There’s very little profanity in October.  I noted only five instances in the entire book, and those were mostly from direct quotes.

 

    Despite the trove of well-researched historical information, I found October to be a slow read.  This was mostly due to incredible number of Russian dignitaries and political factions that came into play.  To be fair, China Miéville includes a “Glossary of Personal Names” at the back of the book.  But it felt like every page had a dozen unfamiliar names, so I soon gave up trying to keep track of them.

 

    Finally, although the Epilogue chapter touches briefly on events occurring after October, 1917, I yearned for many more details about them.  The Czar and his entire family are murdered.  Foreign armies pour into Russia.  Lenin dies, Stalin comes to power, and purges proliferate.  Discussions of these things are sorely needed.

 

    But that just means I’m hoping China Miéville is working on a sequel to October.  I learned a lot from reading about a world-changing uprising, and look forward to learning even more.

 

    8 Stars.  One last thing.  Rasputin, the mad monk, who Miéville says was neither mad nor a monk, gets some ink in the first chapter.  He may not be the scariest dude to have walked this Earth, but . . . wait, yes, he *IS* the scariest dude to have walked this Earth.

Who Knew Tasmanian Tigers Eat Apples! - John Martin

    2017; 194 pages.  Book 6, despite being a prequel (out of 9) in the “Windy Mountain” series.  New Author? : Yes.  Genres : Humorous Fiction; Australia; Urban Comedy.  Overall Rating: 6½*/10.

 

    G’day, mate!  Welcome to Tasmania and to our quaint little town of Windy Mountain.  My name is Moose Routley, and I’m here to help you enjoy your stay.

 

    No doubt you’re here to visit Mayor Jimmy Northan’s famous apple orchard, where our aptly-named Tasmanian Tigers are rumored to come to feed on the fruit there.  Yes, it’s true, the world thinks the Tasmanian Tiger became extinct close to a century ago, but one of our town’s citizens, Wish-Wash swears he’s seen one, and even patted it on its back.  Yes, Wish-Wash is the town drunk, but that doesn’t mean he’d make the whole story up, does it?

 

    I would advise against visiting the orchard during the daytime, since it would technically be trespassing and Tasmanian Tigers are known the feed only at night.  But I also recommend you don’t visit the orchard at night, since then you’ll run across the ghost of Colonel Richard Northan, an ancestor of our esteemed Mayor.

 

    In short, stay away from the orchard.  But when you get back home, be sure to tell everyone you know that while you were staying in Windy Mountain, you came very close to seeing a Tasmanian Tiger!

 

What’s To Like...

    Who Knew Tasmanian Tigers Eat Apples! is both Book 6 of a 9-book series and the series' prequel.  I have not read any other books.  The setting is Tasmania, which is where the author, John Martin, was born and raised, although he has since moved to Canberra, Australia..

 

    The book is written in Australian, and includes a bunch of Aussie words and phrases, including: sheila, sand-shoes, dunny, arvo, hoon, boil the billy, fair dinkum, and sozzled.  I always love learning bits and pieces of a foreign language.  Here, instead of minimizing the use of the “local lingo”, John Martin revels in using them.  It significantly enhances the “local feel” of the story.

 

    Despite the book’s catchy title, there is no overarching storyline.  Instead, at least eleven more-or-less equally important plot threads work their way into the 18 chapters of the tale.  The storyline jumps from one plotline to another, but I didn’t find this confusing at all.

 

Kewlest New Word ...

Yakka (n.) : hard, strenuous work

Others: Dunny (n.), Arvo (n.), Hoon (n.).

 

Ratings…
    Amazon: 3.4*/5, based on 73 ratings and 16 reviews.

    Goodreads: 3.12*/5, based on 68 ratings and 15 reviews.

 

Excerpts...

    She kissed him goodbye outside The Applecart and continued on to the Catholic Church for mass.

    The Applecart didn’t actually have a licence to open on the sabbath, but they got around it by calling the session Sunday School.  As long as you were over 18, you were welcome to worship a few glasses of cider, play poker with the blokes and unwind ahead of another hard week of yakka.  (pg. 23)

 

    “Have you actually seen a Tasmanian Tiger yet?”

    Moose reached over and turned the recorder off.  “You can’t really expect me to answer that!  Poor old Wish-Wash lost all his credibility when he claimed he had seen a Tasmanian Tiger.  Who’s going to take seriously a Tasmanian Tiger hunter who says he hasn’t seen one?  This is my livelihood, mate, and it’s in my professional interests to keep people guessing.”  (pg. 128)

 

Kindle Details…

    The Who Knew Tasmanian Tigers Eat Apples! e-book goes for $3.99 right now.  Book One, Lie of the Tiger, is free.  The rest of the books in the series vary in price from $2.99 to $4.99.  John Martin also has a three-book series, “Funny Capers DownUnder”, similarly priced. 

 

“Trust you to look a gift mountain oyster in the mouth.”  (pg. 22)

    There is only a small amount of cussing in Who Knew Tasmanian Tigers Eat Apples!  I noted just six instances in the first 33% of the book.  Later on, a part of the male anatomy gets mentioned.  I only saw three typos: one misidentification (Reg/Rog), one grammar (rule/rules), and one misspelling (starred/stared).

 

    More than half of the plot threads do not get resolved.  I’m guessing this is deliberate and that they are actually the main plotlines in the books that follow.  We shall see.  I’ve snagged the first book in the series, Lie of the Tiger, and hope to read it soon.

 

    Who Knew Tasmanian Tigers Eat Apples! was a fun read for me.  The pacing was good, the characters were fascinating, and the wit was plentiful.  Since I’ve never been to, or read about, Tasmania, becoming acquainted with the island was an enlightening pleasure.  Hey, maybe I'll take a trip down there and look for Tasmanian tigers myself!

 

    6½ Stars.  One last thing.  Australian Rules Football plays a significant role in Who Knew Tasmanian Tigers Eat Apples!  The implication is made that Rugby is a wussy’s game compared it.  I’ve watched both.  The Aussies are right!

McNally's Luck - Lawrence Sanders

    1992; 323 pages.  New Author? : No.  Book 2 (out of 13) in the Archy McNally series.  Genres : Crime Humor; Private Investigator Mysteries; Florida Noir.   Overall Rating: 9*/10.

 

    Archy McNally sure has been busy lately.

 

    First there was the catnapping of Peaches, an irascible feline with whom Archy doesn’t get along.  But its owners are clients of the McNally family investigation agency, so Pater McNally, has assigned Archy to look into Peach’s plight.

 

    Now there’s been a murder of a client, and Pops has instructed Archy to also work on that case.  These back-to-back investigations are cutting into Archy’s eating, drinking, and socializing time at the Pelican Club.

 

    If only there was some way to combine the two investigations into a single case.  Dream on, Archy.

 

What’s To Like...

    McNally’s Luck is a pleasant blend of crime-mystery, wit, and social commentary.  Archy is the pampered, dutiful son in in well-to-do family where mom, dad, and junior all do their share to make their investigative business a profitable enterprise.  Archy also coordinates his efforts with his friend, Sergeant Al Rogoff, of the Palm Beach Police Department, who’s gritty demeanor contrasts nicely with our hero’s suaveness.

 

    The crime-mystery aspect of the storyline impressed me.  The catnapping plot thread could have easily become absurd, but it doesn’t.  How do you even go about investigating a catnapping, since the victim can’t communicate with you?  Trying to solve the murders (there’s more than one) is equally perplexing.  Archy makes lots of inquiries, with very few results to show for it.

 

    There is also a mystical plot thread, and those always fascinate me.  As part of his sleuthing, Archy attends his first séance, and comes away with mixed thoughts about communicating with the dead to get some answers about the slayings.  I was impressed by how deftly Lawrence Sanders handles this.

 

    The story is told in the first-person POV; and was a vocabularian delight.  Archy never uses a plebian word when there’s a highfalutin alternative.  Lawrence Sanders also sprinkles in a few Spanish, French, and Latin phrases, plus a whole bunch of Yiddish ones.  I loved that.

 

    Everything builds to a climax in the form of a meeting of the various investigators.  Combined brainpower carries the day, although only after overcoming several slick plot twists.  The tale closes with an Epilogue wherein Archy gives his thoughts about seances.  Presumably it echoes Lawrence Sanders personal ideas on the subject, and was heartwarmingly done.

 

Kewlest New Word ...

Zoftig (adj.) : having a full, rounded or curvaceous figure

Others: Tsores (n.), Pourboire (n.), Logy (adj.), Matutinal (adj.).

 

Ratings…
    Amazon: 4.3*/5, based on 1,129 ratings and 95 reviews.

    Goodreads: 3.96*/5, based on 3,198 ratings and 160  reviews.

 

Excerpts...

    “A strong woman,” I opined.  “Domineering.”

    “Do you really think so?” he said.  “That’s a bit extreme, isn’t it?  Dominant perhaps, but not domineering.”

    “You poets,” I said, smiling.  “You make a nice distinction between adjectives.”

    “I hate adjectives,” he said.  “And adverbs.  They’re so weak and floppy.  Don’t you agree?”

    “Indubitably,” I said, and we both laughed.  (pg. 197)

 

    “Do you believe in ghosts?”  (. . .)

    “Oh my, yes,” she said airily.  “I have never seen them myself, but I have been told by people whose opinion I respect that spirits do exist.  Mercedes Blair’s husband died last year, you know, and she says that ever since he passed, their house has been haunted by his ghost.  She knows because she always finds the toilet seat up.  No matter how many times she puts the cover down, she always finds the seat up when she returns.  She says it must be her dead husband’s spirit.”  (pg. 254)

 

Kindle Details…

    McNally’s Luck currently is priced at $7.99 at Amazon.  The rest of the books in the series range in cost from $6.99 to $9.99.  The first nine books in the series are also available in a trio of 3-book bundles for either $14.99 or $16.99.

 

I had no wish to meet my Maker in the parking lot of a store that sold Twinkies and diet root beer.  (pg. 287)

    The cussing in McNally’s Luck is sparse, which is normal for this series.  I counted just four instances in the first half of the book.  A couple of rolls-in-the-hay are hinted at, but there was nothing lewd.

 

    I can’t think of anything to nitpick about.  Archy’s sleuthing efforts kept me turning the pages, and the witty writing style meant there were no slow spots.  The “Is the Supernatural real of fake?” issue was handled deftly, which is no easy feat.

 

    All the plot threads get tied up except for one: Archy’s goal was to lose 5 pounds, and I don’t recall him ever revealing whether he succeeded in that endeavor.  Based on the eating and drinking episodes he describes, I’m thinking he didn’t.

 

    9 Stars.  One last thing.  At one point (81% Kindle), Archy gives an aside, wherein he shares what he calls “McNally’s First Law of Shopping”.  It is a sage maxim, and we’ll divulge it in the comments.

Yellow Ribbon - Mike Faricy

    2015; 207 pages.  Book 11 (out of 30) in the “Dev Haskell – Private Investigator” series.  New Author? : No.  Genres: Airport/Beach Read; Hard-Boiled Mystery; Private Investigator Mystery.  Overall Rating: 5*/10.

 

    Being a Private Investigator is a high-tension job.  Just ask Dev Haskell.  Sometimes you just gotta do something low-stress.  Like baby-sitting.  Which is what he’s doing now.

 

    He’s thoroughly enjoying looking after little 4-year-old Ava and 5-year-old Emma (or is it the other way around?), daughters of a friend of his, Isabella.  Dev’s even doing this for gratis.

 

    It’s a pity the doorbell had to ring.  It’s a pity that Isabella’s ex-boyfriend, Carlos, is doing the ringing, and is in a foul mood.  It’s a pity that . . . well, what happened next is a bit unclear.

 

    All Dev knows is he got beaten unconscious in front of the two girls.  And got punched often enough in the face for everyone who sees him for quite some time is going to remark that he “looks like sh*t”.

 

What’s To Like...

    Yellow Ribbon is the Book Eleven in Mike Faricy’s Dev Haskell - Private Investigator series.  Thus far, I’ve been reading them in order.  The tale is told in the first-person Point of View, Dev’s, and the setting is the greater St. Paul, Minnesota area.

 

    The action starts right away; the above introduction recaps the first chapter.  My favorite character, Louie the Lawyer, sits this one out, but the two baddies, Fat Freddy Zimmerman and Tubby Gustafson, get larger-than-normal roles.

 

   The tone of the text is darker than usual.  Normally Dev is up to his ears in chasing hot chicks and making snarky wisecracks.  Here, his main feminine companionship is two very scared little girls and the sassing is scaled back significantly.

 

    The main storyline is Dev’s efforts to solve two challenges: rescue Emma and Ava, and recover some stolen money (see second excerpt, below).  The ending addresses both of those tasks, albeit in a not very exciting way and via some very convenient timing.  Things close with a very heartwarming Epilogue.

 

Ratings…
    Amazon:  4.1/5 based on 868 ratings and 170 reviews.

    Goodreads: 3.89/5 based on 612 ratings and 51 reviews

 

Excerpts...

    For the first time, I realized Rikki was wearing a red-sequined thong and a frown.  She had what looked like hummingbirds in flight tattooed on either hip.  A blue stone pierced her navel which was surrounded by tattooed flower petals.  Deep ponds of mascara added a good twenty years to her face.

    She seemed oblivious to her almost complete lack of clothing, and she struck a defiant pose by placing her hands on her hips and thrusting her chest out.  Either that or she was showing off an estimated three grand worth of breast enhancement work.  She stared at me without blinking.  (pg. 93)

 

    “They banned me from the roulette wheel and then the blackjack tables.  So much for nice customer service.

    “Anyway, I just wanted another drink, and this chick was doing nothing but b*tching, so I figured, screw this, and I just left.  Who’d hang around for more of that?  I sure as h*ll don’t need that kind of sh*t.  On the way out, I stopped by the cashiers’ window, and they were doing a shift change or something, not paying too much attention, and so I just helped myself.”

   “You mean, you robbed them?”

    “I suppose that’s one way to look at it.”  (pg. 155)

 

Kindle Details…

    Yellow Ribbon is currently priced at $5.99 at Amazon.  The rest of the books in the series cost anywhere from  $0.99 to $5.99, with the majority going for the higher price.

 

“We sailed down the road doing our best not to listen to idiot Carlos as he forever destroyed any positive thoughts we may have had regarding Frosty the Snowman.”  (pg. 143)

    The profanity in Yellow Ribbon is moderate; I noted 14 instances in the first 10% of the book, most of which were of the milder, 4-lettered ilk.  A couple of f-bombs show up later, plus one sex toy.  All in all this felt pretty clean for a Dev Haskell story.

 

    There were a bunch of typos, most of which involved punctuation gaffes: missing commas, how to handle multiple paragraphs of the same person speaking, and unneeded apostrophes denoting plurals.  This is par for the course for this series.  Also, one plot thread is left dangling—the whereabouts of one of the main characters.  Perhaps this will be resolved in the next book Dog Gone.

 

    For me, the big disappointment was the storytelling itself.  There is zero plot progression for the majority of the book.  We drive around, in various vehicles, and listen to Dev try to talk his way, and the two girls’ out of their captive predicament.  This might have been okay if the text were loaded with sparkling wit.  Instead, we, and Dev, are merely treated to person after person commenting on how crappy Dev looks.

 

    The big question now is whether Yellow Ribbon signals a shift in tone for the rest of the series.  The sequel, Dog Gone, is on my Kindle.  Here’s hoping it returns to the tried-and-true formula Mike Faricy has used to chronicle Dev’s misadventures.

 

    5 Stars.  One last thing.  I enjoyed learning an acronym that apparently is commonly used in police radio communications: BOLO.  It means “Be On The Lookout” for something or someone.