Another week, another station. This time we were once again headed north, but to the east of Scotland, with a visit to the Edinburgh Literature Festival. Just the one event again this year, but worth the trip as we love Edinburgh.
Just as well really as Mother Nature clearly didn’t care that we’d had this trip booked for weeks and decided that the weekend was the perfect time to kick up a storm. Literally. It got a little bit soggy in the North East and although we wanted the other side of the country, from where we live we have to pass the west to get there.
Flooding on and near to the line saw a delay of a little over an hour, meaning we got into Edinburgh with half an hour to spare before the event. Plenty of time. And guess what? When we exited the station we were faced with brilliant sunshine. Sunshine that pretty well lasted the rest of the day. Typical right?
The event we went to was Parker Bilal and James Oswald talking about creating their Detectives. A great discussion and some fab questions form the audience about the social aspects of the books, the spooky elements of the Detective McLean series and whether the authors were ‘planners’ (plotters) or plungers (pantsers).
The event was followed by a book signing so now, with the addition of Nothing to Hide, I have a complete set of signed James Oswald books again.
And relax …
I also picked up a copy of The Fourth Man by Kjell Ola Dahl while I was mooching in the book tent. Seemed rude not to as it was there …
I received a couple of bits of #bookpost during the week. First up was a finished copy of The Art of Dying by Ambrose Parry courtesy of Canongate Books and also a copy of The Doctor by Lisa Stone from the folk at Avon.
Books I have read
Edinburgh, 1850. Despite being at the forefront of modern medicine, hordes of patients are dying all across the city, with doctors finding their remedies powerless. But it is not just the deaths that dismay the esteemed Dr James Simpson – a whispering campaign seeks to blame him for the death of a patient in suspicious circumstances.
Simpson’s protege Will Raven and former housemaid Sarah Fisher are determined to clear their patron’s name. But with Raven battling against the dark side of his own nature, and Sarah endeavouring to expand her own medical knowledge beyond what society deems acceptable for a woman, the pair struggle to understand the cause of the deaths.
Will and Sarah must unite and plunge into Edinburgh’s deadliest streets to clear Simpson’s name. But soon they discover that the true cause of these deaths has evaded suspicion purely because it is so unthinkable.
A young man discovers a family secret that turns his world upside down in this dark, emotive, shocking psychological thriller by number-one bestselling author Michael J. Malone
John Docherty’s mother has just been taken into a nursing home following a massive stroke and she’s unlikely to be able to live independently again.
With no other option than to sell the family home, John sets about packing up everything in the house. In sifting through the detritus of his family’s past he’s forced to revisit, and revise his childhood.
For in a box, in the attic, he finds undeniable truth that he had a brother who disappeared when he himself was only a toddler. A brother no one ever mentioned. A brother he knew absolutely nothing about. A discovery that sets John on a journey from which he may never recover.
For sometimes in that space where memory should reside there is nothing but silence, smoke and ash. And in the absence of truth, in the absence of a miracle, we turn to prayer. And to violence.
Shocking, chilling and heartbreakingly emotive, In the Absence of Miracles is domestic noir at its most powerful, and a sensitively wrought portrait of a family whose shameful lies hide the very darkest of secrets.
The newspapers called it The Bad Place. A remote farm out on the Thames estuary, where six children were held captive for two weeks. Five of them got out alive.
That was twenty years ago. Now adults, they meet up annually to hold a candlelit vigil for their friend who died. The only rule is that no-one can talk about what happened the night they escaped. But at this year’s event, one of them witnesses a kidnapping. A young girl, Sammi, is bundled into a van in front of their eyes.
Is history repeating itself? Is one of them responsible? Or is someone sending them a twisted message?
DI Sasha Dawson, of Essex Police, is certain that the key to finding Sammi lies in finding out the truth about The Bad Place. But she also knows that with every second she spends trying to unlock the past, the clock ticks down for the missing girl…
That was it reading wise and we had a mixed week blogging wise. Recap below:
This week is pretty slow for the blog. I had a blog tour review of Time For the Dead by Lin Anderson yesterday, and I have a guest post from Patricia Furstenberg on Friday about the cover of her book, Silent Heroes. The rest depends on my finding the energy to write the reviews. I am not hopeful 😉
I have no further bookish excursions planned now until September, so for me the rest of the summer will be spent working and reading. If I find my mojo, I may even convert some of those reads into reviews. Stranger things have happened.
Have a brilliant week all. I’m off to cuddle up with the kitties. They’ve been rather neglected of late.