I’ve been reading books recently and not writing about them. I didn’t have the impetus at the time (too many other things going on in my life right now to distract me), but I hope to write about them quite soon:
- The Hanging Wood by Martin Edwards – excellent
- Evil Under the Sun by Agatha Christie – very good
- Murder on the Eiffel Tower by Claude Izner – a bit disappointing
I’m about to start reading S J Bolton’s second book Awakening. Here are the opening sentences from the Prologue:
The darkest hour I’ve ever known began last Thursday, a heartbeat before the sun came up.
It was going to be a beautiful morning, I remember thinking, as I left the house; soft and close, bursting with whispered promises, as only a daybreak in early summer can be. The air was still cool but an iridescence on the horizon warned of baking heat to come. Birds were singing as though every note might be their last and event the insects had risen early.
This opening is full of threat. Even though it is a beautiful morning it foreshadows some dreadful event coming soon, in contrast to the fine day.
I decided to read Awakening after finishing Sacrifice, which I wrote about in my last post, especially as several people commented that her later books are better.
Book Beginnings on Friday is hosted by Katy at A Few More Pages.