I think I need to add a bookshelf for "superlative snark."
Meh. I'm not sure whether the third book was actually better than the prior two, or if my tolerance for magical dogs and sentient underbrush and the vagaries of a killing curse just went up after this long an exposure.
I am so disappointed in this book and its sequel (and I'm assuming will be equally disappointed w/ the third one, but hey, I spent the money on it, I'm going to read it.)
I have no idea if this was a well-written book or not, but nearly 40 years after I first read it (I was about 13 yrs old) it has stayed with me - therefore the 4 stars.
So torn about this one. It's very much a middle book, although it had been so long since I read Dragon Winter that I remembered very little about it, and relied on the strength of Lynn's worldbuilding to pull me back in. (She did, beautifully.) Her writing is so lyrical, and she crafts such complex relationships in spare prose, I can't NOT read anything she's written.
One of Rankin's first books, and to be honest, it reads like it's from a young author. But there's something so electric and headlong about it, I loved it. The edition I read was published in conjunction with the book's 20th anniversary, with a foreword by Rankin talking about who he was at the time, and the inspiration for/circumstances around the writing and publication of the book, which was great to get the background. (I don't always love things like that, but in this instance it was really good.)
I... just don't even know where to begin with this one. Initially reads as a fairly straightforward historical mystery, when a series of gruesome and bestial murders hits 1880s Edinburgh. Self-absorbed police Inspector Groves, who often seems more interested in how a case will be presented to future readers of his memoir-in-progress, suspects that the crimes are tied together through an odd young woman, Evelyn Todd, but resistance to his questioning by Evelyn herself, as well as the associates of the murdered men, stymies his investigation.
Way too much pop culture immersion in this one for me, which is funny, because that's one of the things I appreciate about Pelecanos - his ability to evoke a particular time and place by what was in the air music- and culture-wise.
I'm positive I read this book, oh, probably 15 or more years ago now, but I have to say that virtually none of it sparked any kind of recollection. All I remembered was that I read the first one, and I think the second, but never got around to reading the third. Which is usually a pretty good indication that it wasn't really thrilling me, if I didn't feel compelled to finish the series.
Not really Wells' best work, IMO, but still head & shoulders above most of what's out there.
I first encountered "The Girls' Guide to Hunting and Fishing" via Selective Shorts on NPR, and loved it so much I had to get the book. It's the best thing in the collection, and still a favorite.