No One Gets Alive by Adam Nevill
Last week, I wrote my review of The Hidden, one of two novels I picked up at Barnes and Noble when I visited the store in September. The other book is No One Gets Out […]
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The Hidden by Melanie Golding
In late September, I heading to Barnes and Noble and purchased two novels. This was a spontaneous decision, because as I went in to kill time and had no intentions of buying anything. But why […]
Operation Napoleon by Arnaldur Indridason
I cursed myself to finish every novel I begin. Sometimes, that is easy and thrilling, but over times, it becomes a chore. Operation Napoleon belongs to the latter group. But I finished the novel, and […]
Hallowe’en Party by Agatha Christie
I read Hallowe’en Party because of the Kenneth Branagh’s movie, A Haunting in Venice, which my research had identified as this novel the source. I have my doubts because the novel is set outside of […]
The Scarlet Pimpernel by Baroness Orczy
In May 2020, I began a project to review classic spy novels. I selected eleven books to review, and I went to Powell’s City of Books in Portland to buy them. I was so proud […]
The Girl of the Sea of Cortez by Peter Benchley
I read The Girl of the Sea of Cortez as a comprise. I have always been fascinated with Peter Benchley’s novel The Deep; at least, I think I will like reading it. I haven’t read […]
Atonement by Ian McEwan
Around 1986 or 1987, I went to a bookstore to find my next read. Now you know that I can’t go to scout out reading projects and leave without an hour, or at least not […]
Blind Owl by Sadeq Hedayat
During a recent trip to Spokane, I went to Auntie’s Bookstore to buy a novel to read on the train. I searched for a half-hour, or maybe a whole hour, but I ended up buying […]
A Message to My Readers
I am losing words, although I am not losing concepts. I hope that I am not losing concepts. If I am losing concepts, I am not aware of it. If I am losing concepts, how […]
The Man Who was Thursday by G. K. Chesterton
There are novels to understand, but there are novels to experience. After reading G. K. Chesterton’s The Man Who was Thursday twice—the second time to remind me of the plot—I concluded that it is securely […]