Ménage à 3 Round 7 by Gisèle LagacéMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
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Book Release: The Bookshop on the Corner by Jenny Colgan
THE BOOKSHOP ON THE CORNER
By Jenny
Colgan
September
20, 2016
ISBN: 9780062467256; $14.99
E-ISBN 9780062467263; $9.99
About the Book
Nina Redmond is a literary matchmaker. Pairing a reader with that
perfect book is her passion… and also her job. Or at least it was. Until
yesterday, she was a librarian in the hectic city. But now the job she loved is
no more.
Determined to make a new life for herself, Nina moves to a sleepy village many miles away. There she buys a van and transforms it into a bookmobile—a mobile bookshop that she drives from neighborhood to neighborhood, changing one life after another with the power of storytelling.
From helping her grumpy landlord deliver a lamb, to sharing picnics with a charming train conductor who serenades her with poetry, Nina discovers there’s plenty of adventure, magic, and soul in a place that’s beginning to feel like home… a place where she just might be able to write her own happy ending.
Determined to make a new life for herself, Nina moves to a sleepy village many miles away. There she buys a van and transforms it into a bookmobile—a mobile bookshop that she drives from neighborhood to neighborhood, changing one life after another with the power of storytelling.
From helping her grumpy landlord deliver a lamb, to sharing picnics with a charming train conductor who serenades her with poetry, Nina discovers there’s plenty of adventure, magic, and soul in a place that’s beginning to feel like home… a place where she just might be able to write her own happy ending.
Purchase Here:
THE BOOKSHOP ON THE
CORNER – https://www.harpercollins.com/9780062467263/the-bookshop-on-the-corner
About the Author
Jenny
Colgan is the New York Times bestselling author of numerous
novels, includingLittle Beach Street Bakery, Christmas at Rosie Hopkins’
Sweetshop, and Christmas at the Cupcake Café, all international
bestsellers. Jenny is married with three children and lives in London and
Scotland.
Connect with Jenny Colgan
Website - http://www.jennycolgan.com/
Twitter – https://twitter.com/jennycolgan
Praise
for Jenny Colgan and THE BOOKSHOP ON THE CORNER:
“Losing myself in Jenny Colgan’s beautiful pages is the most
delicious, comforting, satisfying treat I have had in ages.”
— Jane Green, New York
Times bestselling author of Summer
Secrets
“With a keen eye for the cinematic, Colgan (Summer at Little Beach
Street Bakery, 2016, etc.) is a deft mistress of romantic comedy; Nina's story
is laced with clever dialogue and scenes set like jewels, just begging to be
filmed. A charming, bracingly fresh happily-ever-after tale…”
— Kirkus
“This is a lovely novel
with amazing characters who are hooked on books… at least some of them. The
plot is believable and is a joy to read. The main female character, Nina, is
the librarian who always figures out the best choice for a patron without fail.
Jenny Colgan thinks outside the box and creates a memorable book.”
— RT Book Reviews
“This charming tale celebrates the many ways books bring people
together”
— Booklist
“This light, fresh romantic comedy is the perfect escape for
bibliophiles. Enjoy it with a cup of tea on a crisp day.”
— Real Simple
“[A] love story about reading and the joys books can bring to
people’s lives.”
— All About Romance
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Giveaway:
Excerpt
from THE BOOKSHOP ON THE CORNER:
The problem with good things that happen is
that very often they disguise themselves as awful things. It would be lovely, wouldn’t
it, whenever you’re going through something difficult, if someone could just
tap you on the shoulder and say, “Don’t worry, it’s completely worth it. It
seems like absolutely horrible crap now, but I promise it will all come good in
the end,” and you could say, “Thank you, Fairy Godmother.” You might also say,
“Will I also lose that seven pounds?” and they would say, “But of course, my
child!”
That
would be useful, but it isn’t how it is, which is why we sometimes plow on too
long with things that aren’t making us happy, or give up too quickly on
something that might yet work itself out, and it is often difficult to tell
precisely which is which.
A
life lived forward can be a really irritating thing. So Nina thought, at any
rate. Nina Redmond, twenty-nine, was telling herself not to cry in public. If
you have ever tried giving yourself a good talking-to, you’ll know it doesn’t
work terribly well. She was at work, for goodness’ sake. You weren’t meant to
cry at work.
She
wondered if anyone else ever did. Then she wondered if maybe everyone did, even
Cathy Neeson, with her stiff too-blond hair, and her thin mouth and her
spreadsheets, who was right at this moment standing in a corner, watching the room
with folded arms and a grim expression, after delivering to the small team Nina
was a member of a speech filled with jargon about how there were cutbacks all
over, and Birmingham couldn’t afford to maintain all its libraries, and how
austerity was something they just had to get used to.
Nina
reckoned probably not. Some people just didn’t have a tear in them.
(What
Nina didn’t know was that Cathy Neeson cried on the way to work, on the way
home from work—after eight o’clock most nights—every time she laid someone off,
every time she was asked to shave another few percent off an already skeleton budget,
every time she was ordered to produce some new quality relevant paperwork, and
every time her boss dumped a load of administrative work on her at four o’clock
on a Friday afternoon on his way to a skiing vacation, of which he took many.
Eventually
she ditched the entire thing and went and worked in a National Trust gift shop
for a fifth of the salary and half the hours and none of the tears. But this
story is not about Cathy Neeson.)
It
was just, Nina thought, trying to squash down the lump in her throat . . . it
was just that they had been such a little library.
Children’s
story time Tuesday and Thursday mornings. Early closing Wednesday afternoon. A
shabby old-fashioned building with tatty linoleum floors. A little musty
sometimes, it was true. The big dripping radiators could take a while to get
going of a morning and then would become instantly too warm, with a bit of a
fug, particularly off old Charlie Evans, who came in to keep warm and read the
Morning Star cover to cover, very slowly. She wondered where the Charlie
Evanses of the world would go now.
Cathy
Neeson had explained that they were going to compress the library services into
the center of town, where they would become a “hub,” with a “multimedia
experience zone” and a coffee shop and an “intersensory experience,” whatever that
was, even though town was at least two bus trips too far for most of their
elderly or strollered-up clientele.
Their
lovely, tatty, old pitched-roof premises were being sold off to become
executive apartments that would be well beyond the reach of a librarian’s
salary. And Nina Redmond, twenty-nine, bookworm, with her long tangle of auburn
hair, her pale skin with freckles dotted here and there, and a shyness that
made her blush—or want to burst into tears—at the most inopportune moments,
was, she got the feeling, going to be thrown out into the cold winds of a world
that was getting a lot of unemployed librarians on the market at the same time.
“So,”
Cathy Neeson had concluded, “you can pretty much get started on packing up the
‘books’ right away.”
She
said “books” like it was a word she found distasteful in her shiny new vision
of Mediatech Services. All those grubby, awkward books.
—
Nina dragged herself into the back room with
a heavy heart and a slight redness around her eyes. Fortunately, everyone else looked
more or less the same way. Old Rita O’Leary, who should probably have retired
about a decade ago but was so kind to their clientele that everyone overlooked
the fact that she couldn’t see the numbers on the Dewey Decimal System anymore
and filed more or less at random, had burst into floods, and Nina had been able
to cover up her own sadness comforting her.
“You
know who else did this?” hissed her colleague Griffin through his straggly
beard as she made her way through. Griffin was casting a wary look at Cathy
Neeson, still out in the main area as he spoke. “The Nazis. They packed up all
the books and threw them onto bonfires.”
“They’re
not throwing them onto bonfires!” said Nina. “They’re not actually Nazis.”
“That’s
what everyone thinks. Then before you know it, you’ve got Nazis.”
—
With breathtaking speed, there’d been a sale,
of sorts, with most of their clientele leafing through old familiar favorites
in the ten pence box and leaving the shinier, newer stock behind.
Now,
as the days went on, they were meant to be packing up the rest of the books to
ship them to the central library, but Griffin’s normally sullen face was
looking even darker than usual. He had a long, unpleasantly scrawny beard, and
a scornful attitude toward people who didn’t read the books he liked. As the
only books he liked were obscure 1950s out-of-print stories about frustrated
young men who drank too much in Fitzrovia, that gave him a lot of time to hone
his attitude. He was still talking about book burners.
“They
won’t get burned! They’ll go to the big place in town.”
Nina
couldn’t bring herself to even say Mediatech.
Griffin
snorted. “Have you seen the plans? Coffee, computers, DVDs, plants, admin
offices, and people doing cost–benefit analysis and harassing the
unemployed—sorry, running ‘mindfulness workshops.’ There isn’t room for a book
in the whole damn place.” He gestured at the dozens of boxes. “This will be landfill.
They’ll use it to make roads.”
“They
won’t!”
“They
will! That’s what they do with dead books, didn’t you know? Turn them into
underlay for roads. So great big cars can roll over the top of centuries of
thought and ideas and scholarship, metaphorically stamping a love of learning
into the dust with their stupid big tires and blustering Top Gear idiots
killing
the planet.”
“You’re
not in the best of moods this morning, are you, Griffin?”
“Could
you two hurry it along a bit over there?” said Cathy Neeson, bustling in,
sounding anxious. They only had the budget for the collection trucks for one
afternoon; if they didn’t manage to load everything up in time, she’d be in
serious trouble.
“Yes,
Commandant Über-Führer,” said Griffin under his breath as she bustled out
again, her blond bob still rigid. “God, that woman is so evil it’s
unbelievable.”
But
Nina wasn’t listening. She was looking instead in despair at the thousands of
volumes around her, so hopeful with their beautiful covers and optimistic
blurbs. To condemn any of them to waste disposal seemed heartbreaking: these
were books! To Nina it was like closing down an animal shelter. And there was no
way they were going to get it all done today, no matter what Cathy Neeson
thought.
Which
was how, six hours later, when Nina’s Mini Metro pulled up in front of the
front door of her tiny shared house, it was completely and utterly stuffed with
volumes.
Tuesday, September 20, 2016
Ménage à 3: Round 2 by Gisèle Lagacé & David Lumsdon
Ménage à 3 Round 2 by Gisèle LagacéMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
Printing the second year of Ménage à 3 , this collection is just as funny and naughty as the previous. Still one of the funniest web comics I've read.
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Ménage à 3: Round 1 by Gisèle Lagacé & David Lumsdon
Ménage à 3 Round 1 by Gisèle LagacéMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
One of the funnier web comics that I've read, Ménage à 3 follows the adventures of Gary and his two roommates, Zii and Didi, as they navigate life in Montreal. Basically, think Three's Company, but with way more sex (of every variety - everyone seems to have sex with everyone else at some point). Definitely written for a mature audience, there are several laugh out loud moments in this collection, printing the first year of the online comic.
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Monday, September 19, 2016
Calamity by Brandon Sanderson
Calamity by Brandon SandersonMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
A really great, thought provoking ending to this series. I truly hope that Sanderson revisits these characters and themes again in the future.
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Sunday, September 18, 2016
Extraordinary X-Men, Vol 1: X-Haven by Jeff Lemire, illustrated by Humberto Ramos
Extraordinary X-Men Vol. 1: X-Haven by Jeff LemireMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
I won't lie, I miss the X-Men of my younger years (late 80s/early 90s). I've been trying to reconcile their fall from popularity and the direction their stories have been taking in light of the Marvel Cinematic Universe (don't get me started on the X-Men movie franchise **shudders**), but I've been sticking with it. This book, my first post-Secret Wars X-Men experience, has left me torn: even tho every aspect of this book has already been done before (mutants being hated for being different; mutants needing to go into hiding; mutants being on the edge of extinction for about the third time in a decade now; Sinister conducting his weird experiments and playing around with famous mutant's DNA), it did leave me wondering what was going to happen next, so that's at least somewhat good storytelling, right? Right?! Sigh.
There are things I don't understand in this post-Terrigen bomb/Secret Wars world: what exactly is the difference between being an Inhuman or mutant and why is one seen as seemly being acceptable by the populace at large? Other than needing to push the Inhuman as the new version of being a mutant in the MCU, I see no distinction. What does it matter if the Terrigen mists are making mutants sterile? Don't normal humans give birth to mutants, as well? Maybe it's changing the structure of the entire world's DNA? What if a human with dormant Inhuman genes gives birth to a mutant? What would the Terrigen mists do to the mutant? How long does the Terrigen mist linger in the atmosphere? I'm hoping some of this is addressed at some point.
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Tuesday, September 13, 2016
The Bill the Cat Story: A Bloom County Epic by Berkeley Breathed
The Bill the Cat Story: A Bloom County Epic by Berkeley BreathedMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
Filled with his usual wit and humor, Berkeley Breathed tells the origin of Bloom County's very own Bill the Cat in this clever book. Masquerading as a children's picture book, The Bill the Cat Story is really written for Breathed's long-time fans (tho kids will enjoy the illustrations and the not surprisingly touching message), and I'm looking forward to more Bloom County picture books.
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Saturday, September 10, 2016
The Purloined Poodle by Kevin Hearne
The Purloined Poodle by Kevin HearneMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
A great addition to Hearne's Iron Druid chronicles, starring everyone's favorite Irish wolfhound, Oberon.
Champion dogs have been disappearing up and down the west coast, and Oberon decides to take it upon himself (with Atticus' help) to find out what's been happening to these dognapped hounds. Filled with Hearne's signature humor, and told exclusively from Oberon's POV, this is a genuinely funny book. Will definitely be picking up more of Oberon's Meaty Mysteries!
I received a free ebook from the publisher thru NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
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Wednesday, September 7, 2016
The Jolly Coroner: A Picaresque Novel by Quentin Canterel
The Jolly Coroner: A Picaresque Novel by Quentin CanterelMy rating: 1 of 5 stars
Nope. Nope nope nope.
I have tried to work my way through 50 pages of The Jolly Coroner, struggling to find something appealing about the book. The protagonist, Billy Rubino, de facto coroner of the town of Hokum, is a supremely unlikable character (which I'm assuming is the point), and after only one chapter dealing with Rubino, I had an immediate dislike for him, but I kept thinking something would endear the book to me eventually. However, the second chapter jumps to a seemingly unrelated narrative about three high school kids who, trying to escape their horrid family lives, kidnap a teacher to drive them to Mexico, where they expect to live like royalty. To be honest, I thought maybe I had been confused about The Jolly Coroner, that it was in fact a collection of short fiction instead of one continuous story, but that's not the case. After reading some other reviews, it would seem the kidnapping does eventually tie into Rubino's story, but by this point, I don't care.
I know there will be an audience for this book, but I'm not part of it. I believe Canterel was trying too hard to prove how clever and gritty a writer he could be, only to the detriment of his story and characters. An unfortunate case of form over substance.
I received a free ebook from the publisher thru NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
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Thursday, September 1, 2016
Notes from the Shadowed City by Jeffrey Alan Love
Notes from the Shadowed City by Jeffrey Alan LoveMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
Told thru the narrator's illustrations and journal, Notes from the Shadowed City tells his journey through a surreal realm of floating cities and giants. With no memory of who he is prior to the start of the book, we follow the narrator as he researches magical swords in this strange land, and eventually falls in love with a mysterious woman.
I was surprised by how much I was pulled into this story; with only the most sparse descriptions of his illustrations I didn't see how this book would actually tell a complete tale. There is a lot of room left for the reader to fill in the blanks of the story as they see fit, but somehow it worked for me. I'm hoping that there will be future stories detailing the narrator's continuing saga.
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