This week, I finally got around to reading Greer Hendricks’s and Sarah Pekkanen’s The Wife Between Us, a dark, domestic, psychological thriller about the unraveling of a woman’s life and marriage. I gobbled it up over the course of two short-ish train rides. (There’s really nothing like train and airplane reading.) For a total change…

It’s been a week of the new and the old. I began with Ruth Ware’s latest, The Death of Mrs. Westaway, a modern Gothic featuring a mysterious heritage, an appropriately waifish and desperate heroine, mistaken parentage, and, of course, a House. After that, I changed tone and time period and plunged back into the 16th…

It’s been a week of dark and atmospheric books, starting with Wendy Webb’s The End of Temperance Dare, a ghost story set at a tuberculosis sanatorium turned writers’s retreat, with all the attendant eeriness you can imagine. Highly recommended for a dark and stormy afternoon, preferably with tea. From there, I moved on to a…

It’s back to winter here in New York! (Um, spring? Where did you go?) On cold and drippy days, what could be better than a classic mystery? I revisited Agatha Christie’s The A. B. C. Murders and Arthur Conan Doyle’s The Adventure of the Dying Detective. Now I’m trying to decide whether to move on…

Do you ever have those weeks when you pick up books and put them down again? I’m sure they’re very good books, and books I might like at another time, but they just weren’t holding my attention– so I gave up on them and picked up Joan Aiken Hodge’s Marry In Haste. I wasn’t sure…

First: how is it Friday already? Don’t get me wrong; I’m not complaining. But it feels more like Tuesday, somehow. This week is a bit of a blur. Which may be why I can’t quite remember what I read this week. I know there were books… but I have no idea what they were. The…

I’ve been chasing down details for the Barbados Book this week, so there hasn’t been time for much leisure reading, alas. But I did make it to Jamie Brenner’s reading for her latest, The Husband Hour, and have been reading it in snippets when I can. It’s women’s fiction set in a beachtown on the…

Get grounded at DFW for fourteen hours due to tornadoes? More time for books! This week, I read my through a bunch of books I’ve been meaning to read for ages, including: — J. Courtney Sullivan’s Saints for All Occasions, a look at an Irish family in Boston over the course of two generations, and…

Better late than never, I finally read Anthony Horowitz’s Magpie Murders and loved the whodunnit within the whodunnit (especially the internal whodunnit, which was 1950s, small English village, so, basically, Father Brown without Father Brown). Then I treated myself to Lynda Loigman‘s upcoming The Wartime Sisters, set at Springfield Armory during World War II, tracing…

I’ve been chugging away on the new book (well, a slow chug, but still a chug), so there hasn’t been terribly much reading time this week. But, when I can, I’ve been sneaking away to steal a chapter or two of Anthony Horowitz’s murder mystery, The Word is Murder, in which the author inserts himself…