The Literate Kitty

There are many “constants” in life—things you can rely on to happen or to be true.   One is that whenever there’s a widespread emergency—courtesy of either man or Mother Nature—two types of people will show up. The first are those there to help. Doesn’t matter if they’ve personally been affected or not, they want to do good. The second type are those solely there to take advantage of a bad situation.  Both play their parts in Joshua Moehling’s latest mystery,  Beneath a Broken Sky .   If you’ve ever had the terrible misfortune to be  in  a tornado—or even just to be  near  one—then you  know . You know the unbelievable sight of roofs blown off, outbuildings and lawn furniture sent pinwheeling who knows where... or whole buildings blown to smithereens. You understand the devastation of downed power lines everywhere you want to go... and of decades’—or  centuries’ —old trees, shattered and broken beyond what your heart can comprehend. When...

  “Welcome to the jungle, it gets worse here every day  You learn to live like an animal in the jungle where we play  If you got hunger for what you see, you’ll take it eventually  You can have everything you want but you better not take it from me...” ~Guns N’ Roses     Everyone  who moves to L.A. comes here for  something . Hoping to make it big... or to make a fresh start where nobody knows you. Maybe just to get far away... from  whatever  was left behind. Dreams and plans rarely go the way you’ve imagined, though. Fame can take years—or forever remain out of reach. Fresh starts without any sort of network of family or friends can be incredibly lonely.  And as for what you might’ve been running from, well... who’s to say you won’t be running straight into something equally bad? Still, even if how you end up doesn’t look how you’d hoped, it’s bound to be interesting. Surprising.  And sometimes, you might discover that what y...

I’ve never been one of those people who say they can’t wait to “grow old”. I couldn’t wait to grow up , but  old ? No way. And yet, as I suspect most of my fellow Gen Xers—and probably  all  Boomers, out there—have gradually come to realize, doing so sure beats the alternative. So maybe it’s time to reframe how we look at aging. If we do our best to maintain our health, stay as fit as possible, keep our brains active, and hang onto our friends, then getting old... er ... doesn’t sound like such a scary and dreadful future, right ? Not convinced? (I ’m still trying to convince myself, here; this is a work in progress. 🙃 )  Anyway, just do yourself a solid and pick up a copy of Fergus Craig’s delightful  I’m Not the Only Murderer in My Retirement Home , and see if reading it doesn’t put your mind at ease a bit.     After spending too many decades in prison, just-released ex-serial killer Carol feels like she’s suddenly landed in the middle of a dream, g...

Some jobs just lend themselves to stereotypes.   Take librarians. Say the word, and almost everyone envisions  something .   For most people, that probably looks like an older female—matronly, with grey hair, a cardigan over her buttoned-up dress, high-Rx glasses, sensible shoes, and a stern expression. (Lots of “shushing” with this one.)   The rest go straight into fantasyland, with the “Sexy Librarian” trope—beautiful younger woman, long hair in a messy bun, buxom chest straining at the buttons of her shirt, snug pencil skirt, not-really-necessary glasses, and impractical high heels. (The secret dominatrix just waiting to get her freak on.)    So it’s like a breath of fresh air, that Sherry Thomas offers up not one, but  four , stereotype-busting librarians in her latest mystery novel,  The Librarians ... and tosses in a murder or two for them to solve, as well.     A cozy, suburban branch of the Austin, Texas public library system....

Who  doesn’t  love a great big wedding?   The idea of two people, symbolically sharing their Happily-Ever-After with those nearest-and-dearest... even for the semi-cynical amongst us, it’s hard to resist.   But make it a  celebrity  to-do—where one of them is famous (or infamous), or insanely-wealthy—and suddenly, it’s a whole different ballgame.   [Plus, zero chance most of us would merit an invitation...]   If any of us had the opportunity to attend The Wedding of the Year, we’d RSVP “Yes!”, wouldn’t we?   Especially if we had no clue, going into it, that we’d be RSVPing to the scene of a murder... as in Joan O’Leary’s  A Killer Wedding .     It’s quite a coup when Christine, a lowly staff writer for elite  Bespoke Weddings  magazine—which only covers the  most -fabulous nuptials—is singled out to cover the Wedding of the Year, the Ripton-Murphy union.    Grandmother-of-the-groom, octogenarian Gloria ...

If you dug out your blender... threw in a whole bunch of  Only Murders in the Building ... added a soupçon of  Friends. .. a jigger or so of  Cheers ... and a hearty dash of Mrs. Roper (from  Three’s Company )... well, you might end up with something much like the delightful tipple that is Jo Nichols’ mystery novel,  The Marigold Cottages Murder Collective .   And if you did? Oh my, how sweet it would taste, going down...     The elderly, caftan-wearing “Mrs. B” is the proud owner and landlady of a grouping of seven quaint cottages (one of which being her own domicile), in beautiful Santa Barbara, California. The cottages are a blast from the past—tiny, grouped intimately around a miniature courtyard—and constantly fighting off “progress”, in the form of fancy new multi-occupant buildings (the likes of which encroach upon all sides).    Being just a short walk from the Pacific Ocean, though, means these little homes are veritable go...

That sisterly—or sibling—bond is something I, an only child, will never know.   But wow, have I wondered about it, over the years.   What would it be like, to grow up with other people my own age?   To share secrets and rivalries. To bicker... but probably also (at least sometimes), to have each other’s backs.    But take that a few steps further, and imagine how it would feel to have a sibling—a  twin , no less—of whom you’d never been  aware...  until you’d already lived more than three decades?   And then, after learning that truth... you only reached out—to that previously-unknown person you’d once shared a womb with— after  you’d been accused of murder?   Bestselling thriller author Sarah Pekkanen takes a stab at how such a scenario might play out with her latest,  The Locked Ward .     For some reason, most of us don’t expect the uber-rich to have Big Problems. (As though obscene sums of money should be the...

There’s something that feels really...   squicky , about leaving a negative review. Regardless of what the something being reviewed   is , any unflattering remarks reflect poorly on someone’s service, skills, manners, or—in the case of a book—their art... and that’s a hard thing to do (let alone, be the recipient of).   Nonetheless, a not-so-great review has a purpose. It’s essentially a warning sign, letting others know to proceed with caution (and why).   So consider this, at best, a triangular yellow yield sign... to stop, and look both ways, before proceeding with Hazell Ward’s  The Game is Murder .     From the synopsis, it sounded like a slam dunk.  There were comparisons to Netflix’s  Glass Onion  and Agatha Christie. The promise of “razor-sharp twists” and “sly misdirection”. It’s also a period piece—set in the 1970s—which, in theory, put a cool, interesting spin on things.   And, perhaps the most enticing, was the novelty o...