Happy Friday, all!
I started the week off with the most recent in Ben Aaronovitch’s Rivers of London series (think Harry Potter meets police procedural with a secret supernatural police unit in modern London). This one opens with a man killed by magic in London’s silver vaults, and, unsurprisingly, soon-to-be-dad Peter Grant is on the case.
Next up was another autobuy for me: T. Kingfisher’s Nettle and Bone. This one has a very dark Robin McKinley vibe (think Deerskin rather than Beauty), and I put it aside, not because it wasn’t good (it is) but because I realized I wasn’t in the right mood for it, and I’d much rather read it and love it when I’m ready to wander through the door in the hedge to the darker realms of faerie tale than trudge through it distracted.
On a side note, T. Kingfisher also writes as Ursula Vernon, and in my other capacity, as Lord High Bedtime Reader, I’ve been reading the Danny Dragonbreath series to the four year old, who is in love with the sentient potato salad (no, seriously– if you’ve read the Wizard’s Guide to Defensive Baking, you will immediately wonder if there’s any relation to Bob, the sentient sour dough starter). These books are such joy to read because they’re not at all dumbed down for kids. And, really, it’s never too early for them to start learning about lycanthropy.
Right now, since a distracted mind and golden age mystery novels go well together, I’ve followed up a recommendation from a friend and dipped into Nicholas Blake’s 1930s Nigel Strangeways mysteries. The first is set at a boarding school and is making me want to re-read Josephine Tey’s Miss Pym Disposes and Angela Thirkell’s Summer Half, since it’s so very much of the same tone and world.
What have you been reading this week?