The Literate Kitty

Let’s just start this off by cutting to the chase, hmm? Caroline Kepnes’ newest release, Providence , is one of the most beautiful stories I’ve read in, well… a long, long time. Actually, one of, in ever .  Yeah, I know… way to build up the suspense and make sure everyone reads to the end of the review, GlamKitty. Well, so be it.  I mean, how often does anyone heap that sort of praise on a detective-slash-coming-of-age-slash-supernatural-slash-horror tale (that’s also a love story)? Pretty much never. But okay, since you don’t want to just take my word for it, let’s peel a layer off the onion and get a taste of Providence ... ______________________________ Jon is a nice kid. He brings the mouse from one of his classes home from school over the holidays to care for it. He’s kind, funny, quiet and… okay, a little “different” from other kids his age (but especially the other boys, who pick on and bully him mercilessly).  Chloe is Jon’s only friend, and ...

Most of us, I suspect, find it a generally-acceptable bit of fun to be obsessed with something (or, oftentimes, with some one ).  With things, it’s easy to get sucked into, say, the quest for the primo Pinot Noir (for what, after all, is an oenophile, if not one who is obsessed with all things wine).  Or, maybe it’s the search for the holy grail eyeliner (the one capable of creating that sexy cateye, but which never fades, smudges, or runs), or the precisely-fitting pair of jeans that make your backside look flat-out HOT (and price, by the way, be damned).  The most badass motorcycle (complete with exhaust upgrades, custom paint job, and chrome accessories) that money can buy.  Or finding a righteous Les Paul—preferably previously-owned by someone who reeks of cool —that feels like it’s just been waiting for you to come along and hold it in your arms.   When it’s some one , rather than some thing , it seems perfectly natural if the person you’re fasci...

Even though I've been incredibly busy with work, I have been reading, so a few mini-reviews (all I had time for), of things I didn't want anyone to miss out on... The Gods of Guilt (Michael Connelly) Connelly's cool legal eagle, Mickey Haller (first seen in The Lincoln Lawyer , as the attorney who conducts a major part of his work from the backseat of a chauffeured Lincoln Continental), is back for another case, this one involving someone from his past—a former client he'd befriended along the way, who used to be a prostitute, before Mickey helped her find another life path... or so he thought .  Turns out, the ex-pro was still active, and something he did may have just gotten her killed.  It's when someone else dies—again, because of Mickey ( at least, sort of) —that the story really gains its oomph, though, as we watch guilt eating away at a man struggling to cope with all the repercussions of his actions.    Like previous entries in the series, Conne...