Still can’t break the murder mystery habit!

A Siege of Bitterns, by Steve Burrows

In volunteering for the Prince Edward Point Bird Observatory, I was fortunate enough to meet Steve when he very kindly agreed to hold a book launch event for his eighth (EIGHTH) book to benefit the observatory. He is a lovely, interesting, and very funny man with bonus points because his wife’s name is Reesa (pronounced the same so close enough). At the launch, I picked up copies of his first 4 books. Why 4 and not, say, 2, or 1? Well, I had been holding a set of the first seven, which Steve had donated to our Holiday Auction fundraiser back in November, all seven signed to the person who won them in the auction. I had also been holding a 6-pack of local beer for another winner. The two items were sitting on our spare bed waiting for the winners to pick them up when one of the beers exploded and soaked the books (and our bed). Fortunately (?) only book 4 was damaged and so I purchased a replacement at the book launch which Steve re-signed for the winner. Meanwhile, I now owned a beer-logged copy of book number 4, signed “to Juanita”, still in readable shape, so I thought, why not just pick up books 1 through 3 to fill out the half-set? Why not indeed!

All of Steve’s books are named for bird groups, and in this first one, he does a very crafty job of weaving in the subject of bitterns into a murder mystery. His main character is a Canadian expat who relocated to the UK to take a job as DCI in a small UK town. He is an avid birder which confuses the heck out of his new team on the murder squad. I look forward to seeing how all of his characters develop in the next book, A Pitying of Doves.

The Shipping News, Annie Proulx

Honestly? Just an absolutely lovely* story about life in Newfoundland. After some bizarre and some tragic life events, newspaper reporter Quoyle, his two daughters, and his Aunt move back to their ancestral home in Newfoundland, where he is ill-prepared for the hardships but lifted up by the friendships he finds there. I love Newfoundland and this book feels like Annie Proulx loves it too.

European Travel for the Monstrous Gentleman, by Theodora Goss

The sequel to The Strange Case of the Alchemist’s Daughter which you can read about here. In this fun-filled romp through Paris, Vienna, and Budapest, we meet several new and interesting characters: Lucinda Van Helsing, newly inducted member of the Athena Club, Count Dracula, and Sigmund Freud. Sadly, Sherlock Holmes plays a much smaller, in fact virtually insignificant, role in this book but never fear because Irene Adler steps in to help our band of mystery-solving monsters! My only complaint is that it effectively ends with “to be continued” which means I now have to locate book 3, The Sinister Mystery of the Mesmerizing Girl, before I forget everything that happened in book 2.

Anna O, by Blake Matthew

OMG this book. It was “recommended” by one of my local book club members, and I was suspicious from the start since she is also who suggested My Dark Vanessa to me. But I do love reading books that other people suggest – this is not sarcasm! In this story, Anna O is a woman suspected of stabbing to death her two best friends while sleep-walking (dramatic pause … was she sleeping-walking though???) after which she falls into an endless sleep known as “resignation syndrome”.** Enter the charismatic Dr. Prince who may have found a way to wake Anna up so that she can stand trial for her alleged crimes. Meanwhile, in an effort to reveal the mystery of who else might have committed the murders, the author gives us ALL of the necessary details to know exactly who it has to be with over 50 pages still to go. And yet … and YET the book continues as though there is still some kind of mystery to be solved. Hot tip #1: there isn’t!! It just devolves into a annoyingly ultra-repetitive series of dramatic conflicts between Prince and Anna O, except, apart from being painfully ridiculous. we already know at this point who the killer is (spoiler … it’s not her). Hot tip #2: if this accidentally intrigues you enough to want to read it, you should just abandon it when there are 50 pages left. You’ll thank me.

I have a theory that my book club friend doesn’t actually like these books, she just recommends them because, well, misery loves company.

*Also an award-winning one, taking home the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 1994

**This is a real thing, and I encourage you to google it.

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HOPS – an engineering degree finally put to good use

How is the hops garden doing this year, you didn’t ask? Well, let me tell you! But first, I want to get out of the way a few of the questions you are bound to ask, as I’ve learned from experience:

  1. Why did you decide to grow hops?
    • We didn’t decide to grow hops, we inherited a hops plot from the previous owners of our house. They loved their hops, and, to the best of my knowledge, even had it genetically tested and found to be “wild loyalist hops” originally introduced by Loyalist Pioneers to Canada.
  2. What do you do with the hops?
    • At the moment, we give a bunch away to my brother-in-law, who makes his own beer, but after that we still have a massive amount left over. The massive remainder is up for grabs. I might try a few things this year … tea, infusions, seasonings, etc. We’ll see.
  3. Will you give me some root stock?
    • Do I know you? The answer to your question is the same as the answer to mine.

Alrighty! Let’s get started! For the past three summers, the hops have grown wild in an uncared-for patch of garden about 40 ft x 15 ft. Hops are classified as bines (not vines) and prefer to grow vertically, wrapping around fences, poles, ropes, or other plants. Many hops farms have trellises built with 20 ft poles which are strung in between with twine. When we moved in, the hops garden had two poles cobbled together from metal corner guards, and strung with a piece of clothesline. You can see the hops growing on the corner guard poles below and if you really squint you can sort of see the clothesline drooping between the poles. You can also get a sense of how overgrown the hops garden is … more of a field, really.

This year (2024) we wanted to give the hops more of a fighting chance. This meant: a) installing proper hops poles, b) finding a way to keep the wild grasses at bay, 3) planning for an easier way to harvest.

First up: new poles. We found someone willing to sell us four poles, so we borrowed a trailer and a chainsaw and headed on out. We cut the poles down to 18 ft, first because we figured we’d bury them 4 ft in the ground leaving them 14 ft above ground, and second, there is a provincial law dictating what percentage of a load can overhang a trailer and this was our maximum length.

Aside: among things that never came up when we lived in the city was “how much overhang is permitted by law when I haul long-ass poles on a trailer back to my house”.

We tried very hard to find someone willing to come around and install four hops poles for us (technically, to dig the 4 ft deep holes so we could install the poles) but the hops started growing and we finally had to give up and undertake it ourselves. We rented a gas-powered auger that came with an extender and spent two days doing the worst work imaginable. We hit rocks that had to be pried out by hand using a crowbar or a post-hole digger, about 2 ft deep we hit clay that was gummy and heavy, and usually just slopped back into the hole when we tried to auger it up, and the holes themselves filled 3/4 up with water. But once we had holes (3 ft deep was all we could manage, not 4 ft), we “just” stood the poles up and then filled in around the edges with stones and clay to secure them in place. Objective #1 achieved!

Have you noticed the flaw in our game plan yet? 18 ft poles? 3 ft holes? This means the hops poles stand about 15 ft high, too tall for a pruning ladder, and putting a damper in objective #3 “planning for an easier way to harvest”. Fortunately, we had the foresight to screw in four eye hooks to each pole before we raised them. Unfortunately, we did not have the foresight to attach ropes to the hooks.

What follows is the entire and apparently only reason I went to engineering school for 5 years. Jeff had the great idea to tie ropes to slip hooks (those hooks that open/close with a slider), and attach them to the eye hooks, so that at harvest time you just unlatch them and slide the bines off the ropes. Easy peasy! Of, course, this only works if you can reach the top of the poles to do the unlatching. I modified this plan so that we would feed a pull rope through the eye hooks with a ring tied on the end, to which we could attach the slip hook. Then, with enough slack, we could raise and lower the rope to latch/unlatch the slip hook. I attached boat cleats to the poles so that once a rope was pulled tight, I used the cleat to tie it off. Photos below.

The final hurdle was just how to get the pull rope through the eye hooks. For this, I macgyvered up a long piece of thin baseboard with a cupholder hook screwed to one end and a doubly long piece of string tied to a small weight (a nut). I used the baseboard contraption to lift the nut and drop it through the eye hook, then carefully nudged it down the pole until I could reach it. I tied the end of the string to the pull rope, and eased it back through the eye hook. Considering I had to stand on a ladder to reach the top of the pole with the baseboard contraption, it was a miracle I got this to work. It also did NOT work at all if the day was windy, which is pretty much every single day here, so I really had to thread the needle in terms of weather as well.

Here are the finished poles, with the hops well on their way to winding up the ropes. I should mention that we elected to go with “teepee” style lines for the hops instead of stringing rope between the poles. It’s just easier (again, objective #3).

Next hops post: Look forward to me hating on grasses while I give myself a pretty bad case of Carpal Tunnel syndrome, and the hops reaches the top of the poles! Where will it go when it has nowhere else to climb??

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Nerdy Friends Book Club – Month 4

This month, we have a not-so-demanding 30 pages to read, all told. In keeping with an unwritten promise, I have not read the preamble for either of these shorts, but I did a very brief bit of internet sleuthing on the two authors.

Gabriel-Ernest, by Saki. This extra-short 10-page story was first published in 1909. Saki is a pen name for Hector Hugh (H. H.) Monro, who was a journalist in the UK. According to the internet, Saki is “famous for his satirical writings about Edwardian England” (oooo, could be a good one!).

The Cockatoucan; or, Great-Aunt Willoughby, by E. Nesbit. I think a fun game might be to guess in advance what these stories are about and then read them to see how close we were. This one I am guessing is about an old, spinster, cranky aunt who is reincarnated as an old, cranky, jerk of a toucan. E. (Edith) Nesbit was a very prolific writer, publishing between 1885-1924, the year she passed away. A quick count from her wikisource page indicates: Novels for children: 14, Story collections for children: 22, Novels for adults: 11, Story collections for adults: 11, short works from magazines: 22, Others: 34, Poems/poetry: 33, Non-fiction: 2. The Cockatoucan falls under Story collections for children, in a book called Nine Unlikely Tales.

Although I couldn’t find any direct evidence* that Nesbit and Saki knew each other, they were both from England, and they both lived in London (Saki from 1896 and Nesbit from 1875), and they were both prolific writers, so I like to imagine that they crossed paths in some writing circle or another.

Okay, Nerdy Friends! Have at it! Comment freely once you’ve read the stories, I think by now we know how to avoid the comments if we are trying to avoid spoilers. One thought for this month might be to read the preamble after reading the story and then see what we can figure out about why Neil Gaiman chose it for this collection.

*I did not look all that hard…

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None of these people are who they think they are…

The English Understand Wool, by Helen DeWitt

I just have this to say about this book: run out right now and buy yourself a copy. (okay okay, you can also borrow it, but you are going to want your own copy, trust me). It is funny, surprising, well-written, sophisticated. The hard copy is beautifully made. It is also just 50 pages long. But deeply satisfying on a 250-page level. I refuse to spoil it by saying anything more.

Greenwood, by Michael Christie

A story that begins in 2038 and then travels generationally back in time to 1908, following the ancestry of the Greenwood family who may, or may not, be who they seem to be. Ok, it’s really not as mysterious as all that, but it’s a great bit of story-telling! And by “bit” I mean 600 pages (pairs nicely with the 50-page Helen DeWitt book). The structure reminded me of Cloud Atlas, minus the scifi stuff, in the way that mysteries are revealed in the second half of the book, as we continue our journey in reverse, from 1908 back to the story-present time of 2038. Eco-anxiety alert – there is some despair around the potential fate of trees 🙁

What Strange Paradise, by Omar El Akkad

This was an Amnesty International book club pick, and is the story of a 9 year old Syrian refugee, the sole survivor of an overloaded, broken-down ship that sinks off the shore of a small island already overrun with refugees. The book was met with mixed reviews at our book club. Criticisms included a lack of relatable and likeable characters which could have been fixed with greater depth of character development. Personally I think there was a reason for this but the reason is a major spoiler. One person was also disappointed at the inclusion of a particular epigraph that, if you understand the reference, gives away the entire story. With the benefit of hindsight, she is absolutely correct, so fair warning, if you read the book, you may want to skip over the first epigraph page (or at least don’t research what it is in reference to).

The Maidens, by Alex Michaelides

My husband is one of the few people who didn’t like the movie The Sixth Sense (and by “didn’t like” I mean “hated”). It’s his opinion that the movie purposely misled viewers, and he was not remotely impressed at the big reveal because he feels we were, in fact, lied to. As expected, there have been a lot of “yes, buts” in response to his arguments. Case in point: when Bruce Willis’s character Malcolm meets with Cole’s (Haley Joel Osment’s) mother Lynn (Toni Collette), there is a brief scene of them sitting in the same room, awkwardly not speaking or looking at each other. This is a lie, according to my husband, and if you’ve seen the movie you know why it’s filmed this way. The “yes, but” comes from Cole saying “they only see what they want to see” to explain Malcolm not noticing that no conversation was taking place. Fair, but I can see my husband’s point (ditto when Malcolm is late to meet his wife for his anniversary dinner and she ignores him, grabs the cheque, and leaves, “yes but” he was late and she was probably just angry). The Maidens was a bit like this for me. IMO the author tries way to hard to create a bunch of different viable suspects for a murder, to the point where we are certain the murderer had a dog as a child and one of the suspects has a picture in his living room of himself with a dog. But none of these people are the actual culprit and the real murder is so far from someone you’d suspect, I feel in way like I was lied to. “Yes but” all the misdirection still fit into the story, just in entirely unexpected ways. In summary, it wasn’t a terrible book and anyone who liked The Sixth Sense might enjoy it a lot. Yes, but the deception went a little too far for my liking.

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Nerdy Friends Book Club – Month 3

Well, I’m not really sure what happened, but here is it, already May 14 and I was supposed to pop this post up on May 1! So let’s get right to it.

This month, assuming you aren’t way ahead of me and haven’t already done so, we will be reading two more stories! First up is Sunbird, by Neil Gaiman himself (I’m looking forward to this one!). Second, we have The Sage of Theatre, by Diana Wynne Jones. Diana is (was) a British novelist, and has been described by Neil as “quite simply the best writer for children of her generation”.

Read on, my friends, and feel free to drop your thoughts in the comments as soon as you like, given the month is already half over. I’ll be back at the end of the month to add mine.

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Mixing it up over the last six weeks

A quick reminder: if you are participating in the Nerdy Friends Book Club, remember to stop by over here and leave a comment about stories 3 and 4!

Meanwhile, don’t ask me how, but I somehow managed to plow through eight (8!!!) books in the past 6 weeks. I only cover 6 of them here because the other two need some time to simmer. Plus, I don’t want to bore you to death! There are no particular themes this month. An autobiography, a science fiction, a mystery, a love story, an obsessive love story, and one that made me SMH. You’ll be able to figure them out.

Woman, Watching, by Merilyn Simonds

An autobiography of Louise de Kiriline Lawrence, a Swedish aristocrat born in 1890 who ends up moving to North Bay and living her life out in a log cabin where she becomes a dedicated and celebrated bird watcher and expert in her research, publishing scientific papers in various journals.  But all this is after she trains and works as a nurse in a Denmark Red Cross hospital during WW1, falls for a Russian patient, follows him back to Russia where he ultimately perishes in the Russian Civil War, and then makes her way to Canada where she becomes nursemaid for the Dionne Quintuplets! This is a must-read for a true and astonishing story of a very unique individual. I do have one bit of feedback for Merilyn Simonds: while it is obvious she admires, even idolizes, Louise, the book gets a bit long in the tooth by the end, and it would not have taken away from the amazing accomplishments of Louise’s life to end the book 3 or 4 chapters earlier.

Long Division, by Kiese Laymon

This book was recommended several times by my book readers podcast “Reading Glasses”. It’s an interesting idea – two separate books that can be read either front to back or back to front (what they really mean is that book one starts at the front of the book and ends at the halfway point, and to read book two you have to flip the book over and start from the back, so that it also ends at the same halfway point). I, of course, started at the back, just to be contrarian, but truthfully I think it works better reading them in proper order. It’s a clever science fiction story involving time travel (and the requisite paradoxes that result), and deeply thoughtful. But is written in a very colloquial style that made comprehension a bit tricky. I had to pause often to look things up, but as one of the characters says in the book, it gave me a chance to linger.

“I hate the answer because I don’t believe in mastering the smaller steps,” she told me. “They never teach you to like, you know, linger in the smaller steps.”
“Linger? What’s that mean?”
“They just tell you that you gotta master the small steps if you wanna get to the big answer,” she told me. “But I wish we could really pause at each step in long division and talk about it.”

Enduring Love, by Ian McEwan

We learn a new disorder: de Clerambault’s Syndrome, described as “homoerotic obsession with religious overtones”. Precisely the kind of person I want lurking on the sidewalk outside my home, day after day after day. Ian McEwan is a wonderful writer, and he manages to perfectly capture the escalating feeling of fear and frustration when the protagonist is stalked by man who wants to “lead him to God through their mutual love” (gack!) and yet nobody believes him when he goes in search of help.

The Magician’s Assistant, by Ann Patchett

I didn’t love this book as much as my absolute favourite Ann Patchett book (Bel Canto), but it was still lovely. The lead character, Sabine, is the assistant to her husband Parsifal, the magician. It’s a marriage of convenience, because Parsifal is gay, but he is also Sabine’s one true love. After he dies somewhat suddenly, Sabine finds out that the family he always told her was dead is actually very much alive. The story is of her journey to find and know this family, and finds herself in the process.

Lolita, by Vladimir Nabokov

A book in keeping with the “My Dark Vanessa” theme of books about disturbing and predatory men who prey on young girls, in this case the man’s 12 year old step-daughter. To make matters worse, he only marries the girl’s mother in order to be able to have closer daily contact with the girl. Ew. I have one thing to say about Nabokov: he is a fantastic and immensely witty writer. I also have only one thing to say about this book and it’s directed to men: look, dude, I don’t care if a girl strips naked in front of you and begs you to sleep with her, you DO NOT HAVE SEX WITH YOUR 12 YEAR OLD STEP-DAUGHTER you predatory freak (you might want to pay attention, Woody Allen).

The Strange Case of the Alchemist’s Daughter, by Theodora Goss

Imagine this. What if, in some of the greatest horror stories of all time, the disposable female characters where, in fact, not disposed of, but instead came together through circumstances surrounding a series of unsolved murders in Whitechapel, London. And what if the detective who steps in to investigate the murders is none other than Sherlock Holmes himself? Well, I’d say you have yourself one heck of a fun, “not your average” murder mystery!

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Nerdy Friends Book Club – Month 2

Welcome back to the Nerdy Friends Book Club! Just a quick reminder that if you want to join in the conversation about the first two short stories, you can do so here. Just scroll down to the comments.

This month we will be reading the next two stories in our selected book, Unnatural Creatures with stories selected by Neil Gaiman. First up, we have The Griffon and the Minor Canon, by Frank R. Stockton. Stockton was a contemporary of Mark Twain, and was best known for a series of children’s fairy tales popular in the late 19th century and none of which I had heard of. I regret this, because his Wikipedia page describes his children’s tales as poking fun at greed, violence, abuse of power, and other human foibles. Much better than kids hiking through the woods only to get eaten by a wicked witch!

Our second story is Ozioma The Wicked by Nnedi Okorafor. Nnedi is a contemporary writer, and winner of the Hugo, Nebula, Eisner, and World Fantasy awards, and frankly needs to be added to my TBR list!

By the way, both of these stories are under 20 pages long and based on my reading of the first two, they will each take maybe 15-30 mins to read, depending on your reading speed.

Last thought: Erin had a great recommendation after reading the first two shorts, which is to skip Gaiman’s intro until after you’ve read the stories, as his comments can be a bit spoiler-ish (or anti-spoiler-ish, in one particular case).

With that, let’s read! Please feel free to post your spoiler-filled thoughts in the comments starting April 23.

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Villains, Bullies, Love, and War

Starter Villain, John Scalzi

I can’t believe I’ve never read a book by John Scalzi before. His writing is right up my alley – funny, cheeky, sarcastic. Just look at this amazing list of titles! “Redshirts: A Novel With Three Codas”, “Old Man’s War”, “The Book of Dumb”, “You’re Not Fooling Anyone When You Take Your Laptop to a Coffee Shop”, “Virtue Signaling and Other Heresies”. Seriously, my TBR just jumped by about 20 titles!

In Starter Villain, our protagonist Charlie inherits a boatload of money from a long lost uncle (ah, dreams) as well as a thriving supervillain business. Charlie has to learn the business “tout suite”, while finding out his pet cats are actually super-intelligent spy cats who can communication with humans, and dealing with labour unrest among the super-intelligent dolphins that protect his secret volcano lair. But honestly, the most far=fetched part of this book is a secret society of the 12 riches people (men) on earth who interfere with world progress by subtly nudging things like governments and technology in the direction they want them to go. AS IS a bunch of rich people (men) all working together in a secret society would be subtle! Puh-lease!!! They would ALL be launching stupid-ass things like cars into space, building stupid-ass clocks that tick once a year, and buying entire social media platforms just to drive it into the stupid-ass ground for no good reason. But that’s why we love books, right? For the fantasy.

The Absolution (Book 3 of Children’s House), by Yrsa Sigurdardottir

I found this book at a library sale at the local Ameliasburgh Fall Fair and it’s really one of the most county things you could do to visit this village fair, unless it’s to visit the Milford Fall Fair! Unbeknownst to me, this is book 3 in a series of crime-fighting murder mysteries and there was definitely some important history between the key members of the crime-fighting p0lice force. I hindsight, I might better have elected to read this series in order.

Pretty quickly you figure out that The Absolution is a revenge story set around the theme of cyber-bullying and I have to say, it makes me extremely happy that I did not grow up in a world with no borders to bullying. In my day (which, really, how old does that expression make me sound?), it was possible to escape the presence of bullies by simply walking away from them. Home from school? No bullying! Except of course for the case where some doofus “friend” decided it would be fun to prank-call our house 35 times a day (this is not an exaggeration), but we just didn’t answer the phone. In fact, in one moment of sweet satisfaction, I got the loudest whistle known to mankind in a Christmas cracker and I started answering the phone and immediately blowing the whistle as loud as I could into the receiver, and what fun that was hahaha!!! Stupid bully. I can’t even imagine life today, with cyber-bullies dogging you every minute of every day everywhere you go. The book does a fine job of showing just how inadequately we, as a society, are prepared to deal with this kind of thing. But honestly, hasn’t it been long enough to at least start to figure it out? Also, eff-you, social media companies. (Now that I think about it, maybe all the rich people SHOULD just buy social media companies and burn them to the ground with their hubris.)

Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, by Gabrielle Zevin

This book is a love story. It’s a love story about gaming (although you don’t have to be a gamer to love the book, me being a case in point. The last computer game I avidly played was Zork – what I remember being called ‘Adventure’. That’s right, you read that right.) It’s a love story about story-telling within computer game creation. It’s a love story about the game two gamers collaborate to create together. And in a strange and unusual twist, it’s a love story about a boy and girl who are friends, collaborators, roommates, partners, but never lovers. What a refreshing change! They have ups and downs, fights, breakups, makeups, boyfriends and girlfriends (with other people) but they, in the long run, are just best friends.

Apeirogon, by Colum McCann

Two fathers, a Palestinian and an Israeli, lose their daughters in acts of war – one shot by an Israeli soldier, and one a victim of Palestinian suicide bombers. Eventually they meet and travel the world together advocating mutual understanding and peace. Based on a true story and told through fragmented chapters, the book reveals nuances about the conflict that make it difficult to “pick a side”.

I admit to massive lack of knowledge about the history of the conflict in this area and it feels like something we are not supposed to have an opinion on. Politicians and governments tell us how to feel, and if we express dissent, we are bigoted in some way. But from what I read in this (one and only) book, it seems like Palestinians live in a land occupied by Israel. And it seems like Israel is creating settlements inside the occupied land, an action that is, I think, illegal. In fairness, the origins all seems traceable back to British colonization, another notch of their bedpost of ignorant and careless actions resulting in decades of bloody conflict. At any rate, I am interested in reading more about the history of this area, if you happen to have a recommendation please leave a comment.

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Nerdy Friends Book Club – Month 1

Welcome to the first month of the Nerdy Friends Book Club!

Through popular request and strategic planning around busy schedules, I’ve selected Unnatural Creatures, a book of short stories curated by the great Neil Gaiman! There are 16 stories in all, so we will plan on reading two per month, and discuss them in the comments. I suggest that we aim to read the stories within the first 3 weeks of the month and leave the 4th week for commentary. This is not a hard and fast rule, you decide what works best for you, but be aware that after week 3, spoilers may appear in the comments.

This month features the first two stories in the book, one of which has a non-verbal “Arrival” style title that looks like an audio sound wave, and which we will simply refer to as “Story One”. The second story is titled “The Cartographer Wasps and the Anarchists Bees”. Authors are not provided in the table of contents, but do get credited at the start of each story. That’s it! Chat with you in 3 weeks!

The first thing that jumped out at me from this book was the dedication, which makes me think of my friend Chrystal not because she’s boring (she isn’t!) but because I think she may actually be a secret agent:

For Bigfoot, for the time travelers, for the pirates, for the robots, for any boring people (who obviously aren’t actually secret agents in boring disguise), for people in space rockets, and for our mothers. ~N.G.

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February is (usually) a good month for Cozy books

The Sherlock Holmes Bookshop Mystery series, by Vicki Delaney

I started an unseasonably (and alarmingly) warm winter with a quadruple cozy mystery binge. What exactly is a cozy mystery, you may be wondering! The key elements are: violence and sex occur offstage; there is an amateur sleuth who solves the crime, often a woman, with a community job such as librarian, shop owner, dog trainer, or caterer, and with some kind of personal connection to someone on the local police force; the crime occurs in a small town where the principle characters all know each other; maybe there is a cat.

The Sherlock Holmes Bookshop Mystery series is a set of (currently) 9 books. The amateur sleuth character is a woman (check!) from England who has resettled in the small Cape Cod town of West London (check!) to manage her great uncle’s shop, the Sherlock Holmes Bookshop and Emporium (check!) which is also the home of Moriarty, the cat (check!). Her on-again/off-again boyfriend is a local police detective (check!) and her best friend works in an adjoining shop running a tea room. Both the book shop and the tea room are thematically based on Sherlock Holmes (BONUS POINTS!). The formula is strong with this one!

All of the books focus on a murder that takes place when a well-known out-of-towner comes to participate in a local event, that in every case is connected with or located at the bookshop. An amazing coincidence for little West London! I’ll say this, four books in and I would definitely not be hosting an event at the Sherlock Holmes Bookshop and Emporium. I’d be safer jaywalking across a busy 6-lane highway!

If you like cozy mysteries, and I do, this is a fun series. Vicki herself is local to Prince Edward County, and in fact, I bought these 4 books directly from her at a Christmas craft fair just down the way in Wellington. I could, perhaps, have reconsidered binging them all at once. The repetitive formula would be better served by having some space between each book (for me, at least), on top of which Vicki tends to annoyingly overuse the word “pastiche” which might be less apparent if you space the books out. Apart from that, however, 10/10 as cozies go.

Here’s the list of the first four books:

  • Book 1: Elementary, She Read
  • Book 2: Body on Baker Street
  • Book 3: The Cat of the Baskervilles
  • Book 4: A Scandal in Scarlet
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