October is a busy month for most of us in my book club, Read Between the Wines, and this month it was my choice for book selection. I chose this short and quick Southern Gothic paranormal mystery for something easy to tackle but also season-appropriate. While Kingfisher has published quite a bit, this is the first of her books I’ve had the pleasure of reading.
Synopsis
The book follows Sam Montgomery, a young woman who returns home on an extended break from work to stay with her mother in the house that used to be occupied by her mysterious and prickly grandmother. Sam finds that her mother is acting quite strangely and odd things start happening around the house. With nothing but time on her hands and a growing sense of paranoia, Sam decides to investigate to get to the bottom of the strange happenings plaguing her home.
Review
I know what you might be thinking. That synopsis sounds like a million other books I’ve read in the genre. You’d be right. The “girl returns to creepy old house and experiences creepy stuff” thing has been done a lot, but this book does add its own unique vibe to it. First of all, Sam is quite relatable for your everyday human. She’s overweight, a bit boring, and isn’t exactly winning any popularity contests. She spends most of her time at her mother’s house lounging on the couch with snacks watching detective shows when she isn’t begrudgingly working on dead bug classification. You see, Sam is an archaeoentomologist. She doesn’t just study bugs. She studies long-dead bugs. Yep, that’s a job that people do willingly. Sam may be pretty passionate about what she does for a living, but not a lot of people want to listen to a grown woman drone on about her fascination with dead bugs. While this book does drift super dark toward the end, Sam lends a certain amount of quick-witted humor to keep things from getting overwhelmingly distressing. Most of the book we spend swimming around in her internal monologue, which could be painfully dull with the wrong narrator. Frankly, I enjoyed spending time with Sam’s thoughts. Her perspective is unique and refreshing. While secondary characters are a bit sparse, those that do make an appearance are memorable and well-drawn. They add something important to the ambience.
The last quarter of the novel brings about a very abrupt tonal shift. One moment we’re loping along with Sam’s thoughts, analyzing weird ladybug activity, and the next we are surging forward into darkness, chaos and a nightmare full of creepy-crawly awfulness. It is jarring, to say the least. As far as plot is concerned, there’s not really much of a mystery. The reader is given plenty of hints along the way, and we have formulated an accurate portrait well before Sam has stumbled onto the truth. I seriously doubt I’m the only one who felt this way. Nothing was surprising in the least. The only thing surprising is that ladybugs were used as a device in a horror novel.
Scary, right? Kingfisher obviously doesn’t play by the rules, and I respect that. I thoroughly expect her next book to include a horde of horrifying hamsters, if only for the alliterative quality.
In short, I found this book to be quick but enjoyable. I’m looking forward to reading more of Kingfisher’s work in the future.
Published March 28, 2023 by Tor Nightfire. ISBN 9781250829795. Hardcover. 247 pages.
I’m struggling with how to even start this review. It will be heavy, and more than slightly uncomfortable. Honestly, I’m kind of wishing I never lifted this book off the shelf. Maybe that’s why I haven’t posted a review SINCE MAY!!! Good God, what’s wrong with me?
Let me first preface this review by saying this is at once the most infuriating and most wondrous book I’ve read in a very long time. At first glance, I didn’t think this book would be an articulate work of women’s fiction celebrating a brilliant and beleaguered scientist fighting her way through a world of utter shit bags. From the cover art, I prejudged it as being just another feel-good schmaltzy romance. Not that there’s anything wrong with that on certain occasions, but schmaltzy romances don’t usually make my blood boil and give me dreams of kicking misogynists in the balls repeatedly until they repent of their sins. There were times in this book I quite justifiably wanted to maim someone. Only really bad people, of course. I am the Dexter of women’s fiction.
I stumbled upon this book on the shelf at the local library. The cover screamed “ATMOSPHERIC,” so it pulled me in. It is a blend of Russian folklore and medieval fantasy. It follows young Vasilisa (“Vasya”), the daughter of the local village leader. Vasya is an odd girl, wild and free and most at home in the forest or with the horses. She sees ancient creatures that no one else can see, the creatures of folklore that care for the home, the forests, the lakes, and the wildlife. 




Ok, so you know how in my last review I said that Foley wasn’t formulaic? I’m about to contradict myself here, because there are some pretty striking similarities between The Guest List and The Hunting Party, one of her earlier novels. Both books have a group of people traveling to an isolated island getaway, one off the coast of Ireland and one Scotland. Someone gets murdered. We don’t know who it is and we don’t know who did it. The guests are there on these secluded islands for different events, but they still wind up in pretty similar predicaments, and old festering resentments eventually rear their ugly heads. With that being said, I do feel Foley did a good enough job of distinguishing the two works through her character development. Additionally, this particular Agatha Christie-esque style is pretty common in the genre because it works.
I recently embarked on an impromptu Lucy Foley mini-marathon, consuming three of her books in a row over the course of a couple of weeks. I guess I was just in the mood for something engaging and exciting but not super complex. This will be the first three of the reviews, and it is the first one I completed. I won’t spend a whole lot of time on these reviews while I’m attempting to catch up, so don’t expect any of the reviews to be extremely detailed.
I can’t believe it took me so long to read this book. It’s going on a decade old now! Let me tell you, this book has the perfect title. The entire book is strange and beautiful in the best way. First I want to start by saying that I find books like this kind of difficult to review. My thoughts aren’t nearly so clear-cut. They are a jumble, and it goes way beyond character/plot/writing. That is to the book’s credit, but it’s much more difficult for me to put into words because it’s all about how cohesive this work truly is. How do you describe all the various layers that make things fall into place so perfectly?
For a lot of parents, myself included, this is a very tricky subject. I admit, I’ve struggled with the notion of God and religion since having children. I live in a deeply red state. Christianity is used as a weapon to speak out against tolerance, it’s used in support of bigotry and oppression, and it’s used as a way to stop our children from learning vital information they need to become critical thinkers. Adults think the terrorists who stormed the capitol are heroes, women should shut up and take a seat, and books should be burned in the church parking lot. Most people believe children should be taught the world is 6,000 years old and Noah had a big-ass farm on a boat (Seriously, where did they find the bamboo to feed the pandas?) If anything, I believe these mixed messages are damaging to our children. So how do you approach religion with your kids when you don’t buy into the dogma?
Forgive me. This will probably be one of my reviews where I get a little snarky. I hate that I do that, but at least I’m self aware. First of all, I love the title. That’s actually why I picked this book up on a whim. The cover is very simple but intriguing. Disappointingly so, I found out the title was later changed to the much more Hallmark-esque title of Life and Other Happy Endings. (WHYYYYYY????) Switching Death to Life takes out all the intrigue.