This will be me today. Well, not actually me, obviously, as my hair is nowhere near that Ginger. Nowt wrong with ginger hair, I just don’t have it. The white bits on the other hand …
As you read this I will be doing one of two things. Sleeping and ignoring the world, or I’ll be up and out somewhere. I have the day off work today and I want to make the most of it, I’m just not sure what that entails right now. I’m just so tired lately, completely worn down, that I want to take the day just to chill but am scared that if I do I won’t start up again. Do you know what I mean? I just feel so completely flat all the time at the moment. I don’t know if it’s just me, the weather or what. I’m not physically flat – my lack of dieting prowess will attest to that. Well, that and all my many squidgy, lumpy bits – but mentally ______________________
Anyway … onto cheerier things. I have a book launch to go to tomorrow. Tony Kent’s Marked for Death. I’m just reading and loving Killer Intent right now and will either finish it today, or switch to the audio book for my train journey tomorrow. Really looking forward to it although have to resist the temptation of Goldsboro Books while I’m there. Yesterday Mandie and I took blog-dog Holly to the National Memorial Arboretum in Staffordshire for their annual Paws for Remembrance day. It was a little damp, but Holly enjoyed her walk and it was nice to see the place in the daylight. Very moving to see the memorials when you realise what they symbolise. Helps to put a lot of things into perspective.
Later this month I’m in Edinburgh for an event with Harriet Tyce, James Oswald and Ian Rankin then back again the following week for the Orenda Books Roadshow. I’ll be at the one in Birmingham too so hope to see a few familiar blogging faces at one of them. If I keep focused on the positives (that and the fact I’m only in work for 25 out of the next fifty days …) I’m sure I’ll cope. Just need to find my reading and blogging mojo as it appears to have gone awol.
Two Netgalley books this week. Lara Dearman’s Dark Sky Island which I’m reading for the tour, and Caroline Mitchell’s The Secret Child. Purchase wise I have preordered The Neighbour by Fiona Cummins, Nothing to Hide by James Oswald (Constance Fairchild 2 – no cover yet), and bought kindle versions of Killer Intent and Marked for Death by Tony Kent.
Book post wise it’s been a pretty mad and full on week for me. First up was my Amazon order of Cold As the Grave by James Oswald, all ready for signing at the end of the month. I also received copies of Sleep by CL Taylor, The Age of Misadventure by Judy Leigh, Keep Her Close by M.J. Ford, and My Sister’s Lies by S.D. Robertson all courtesy of Avon Books, and Thunder Bay by Douglas Skelton, courtesy of Polygon Books. Thoroughly spoiled and most definitely not worthy right now as I’m a useless reader.
Books I have read
The Shape of Lies – Rachel Abbott
Yesterday, Scott was dead. Today, he’s back.
And Anna doesn’t believe in ghosts.
Scott was Anna’s boyfriend. She loved him, but he ruined her life. When he died, she should have been free, but today Scott is on the radio, threatening to spill her secrets.
Anna is a mother, a wife, and head teacher of a primary school.
And she’s a good liar.
She made one mistake, and now she is having to pay for it. Scott is the only person who knows the truth about her past, but how can he be alive?
Soon, DCI Tom Douglas is going to knock on her door looking for answers. But Anna is already running scared: from the man she loved; the man she watched die; the man who has come back to life.
She has one week to find him. One week to stop him.
This is another cracking addition to the Tom Douglas series and fans will be absolutely hooked. Full of secrets and lies this is a twisty, psychological drama that will have you on the end of your seat. It’s out tomorrow (12th Feb) and you can preorder a copy here. My review can be found here.
And that was it. For lots of reasons, I just haven’t been feeling it and reading has been a very distant last place in my priorities. I have had to play blog catch up which hasn’t helped, and sleep catch up which has helped even less, but I’m trying to fix it and rekindle my passion for the blog. I don’t know what it is this year but it just seems so hard. Busy enough week review wise (glad I’m slowing down – does it show …) and the recap is below:
We’ve a pretty full on week this week too. A review today for The Shape Of Lies by Rachel Abbot and then tour posts for The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides; Bollywood Wives by Alex Khan; Apple Island Wife by Fiona Stocker; All The Little Lies by Chris Curran; Beton Rouge by Simone Buchholz and The Taking of Annie Thorne by C.J. Tudor.
So that’s it. My week. Some good bits, some bad. Quite poor on the reading front and lord knows what translating to the reviews. Apologies in advance (and retrospect) to the authors as I’m not sure if you’re going to get the reviews you deserve or not. No reflection on you – your books are fab or I wouldn’t be reviewing them – I’m just not sure I’m firing on all cylinders right now. Or any cylinders truth be told.
I am grumpier, more sarcastic than I have been in a long while and quick off the draw in ways I don’t usually succumb to. It’s up to me to find a balance that doesn’t involve burying my head under my duvet covers and never coming back out. I can’t even pig out on chocolate on crisps as I’m on a bloody stupid diet that makes me even grumpier every time I cheat. No excuse for times when I’m less than level headed – I have to own those as it’s only coming from me – but hopefully largely out of character these days and driven by something even I can’t put my finger on right now.
But in better news – I still have cats.
Have a fab, chilled, pleasant and book filled week everyone. I’m going to see if I can manage to read more than two books. Wish me luck.