This week was not a decreasing week. In addition to my bookshop spree at the beginning of the week, most of my January pre-orders arrived, in addition to a few more that argue against my possessing any restraint.
Meet Your Baker - Ellie Alexander - first in a new series and a new author (to me).
The Mousetrap and Other Plays - Agatha Christie - I'm using The Mousetrap for the PopSugar Challenge "A Play" and I'm looking forward to reading it (I'd love to see it too, one of these days.)
Preserving by the Pint Quick Seasonal Canning for Small Spaces - Marisa McClellan - I loved the first book she wrote: Food in Jars. I've already flipped through this one and it has, right off the bat, at least three recipes that are going to make a massive difference for us this year as the garden (specifically the herbs) goes crazy. Full of easy recipes that make reasonable yields for a household of 2.
In Hot Water - J.J. Cook - I have a crush on the ghost in this series.
For Whom the Bluebell Tolls - Beverly Allen - 2nd in a series; the first one surprised me with how much I liked it (mom owned a flower shop all my life and I'm judgy about accuracy).
Ghost in the Guacamole - Sue Ann Jaffarian - A solid well-written series that doesn't try to be cute or chick-lit or trendy.
Diners, Drive-Ins, and Death - Christine Wenger - I do not, for the life of me, know why I bought this one; the last book in the series was weak enough that I don't have much confidence in this one.
A Seamless Murder - Melissa Bourbon - One of my favorite cozy series; magical dressmaking, ornery ghost, nice romantic tension. Plots can be hit or miss, but the characters make up for a lot.
All the President's Menus - Julie Hyzy - Another favorite series, and one of the reasons I usually give a series several books before deciding to drop or keep them. The first three in this series were just average, but book 4 took off and there hasn't been a bad read since.
Rather than do another post (because there are more than 10), these are books I received this week but already read/reviewed:
Just me and my shadow, that’s what I thought as I started to read Eliza Bluebell by A. J. York. This is a cute, short book that put me in a cheerful mood when I finished. With great flow, I loved the small town feeling this book had that put a jaunt in my step as I read. Eliza can never make friends as she is a traveler, so her best friend is her shadow. When she arrives in Blossom Brook, I was surprised when she inquires about a rundown building. There’s something mysterious about Eliz but that doesn’t bother anyone in this small town. She has drive and she’s charming the pants off the people in this town. The Blueberry Tearoom, the quaint shop finally opens, the townsfolk wander in and Eliza welcomes them. Oh, Eliza’s shadow is there to help out also. This small town loves this new attraction, the view is priceless, and the tea is heavenly and the delicate pastries and the gossip…most enjoyable. Owning the teashop has its benefits for everyone for she’s helping the town, lifting their spirits, aiding their needs with the help of her shadow who she sends off while she tends the shop. Wishes and desires are being done unbeknownst to the individuals. Pockets of love being performed throughout the town. Pouring out their problems to Eliza, the tearoom becomes quite popular, Eliza comforting with a slice of this and a cup of that. It’s charming and I could visualize this shop in a small town, the patron’s lives transforming. It’s Eliza, a remarkable lady and her shadow, leaving her mark wherever she goes.
I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
In the realm of ideas everything depends on enthusiasm… in the real world all rests on perseverance. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors. – Henry Ward Beecher
I feel like I’m taking crazy pills!- Zoolander
If I received hard copies of all the work that I need to do, my office would look like this:
And it makes me want to tear my hair out. Of course, it’s my own fault. Books are like Chocolate, You Can Never Get Too Much! Well. Not really.
You see, I am not really a “Procrastinator.” No, Really! I am more like . . .
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