Goodnight Stories for Rebel Girls is a compilation of 100 bedtime stories of 100 extraordinary women from both the past and the present, and illistrated by 60 women worldwide. It is an amazing and inspiring book for all young people. This could be great for an individual reading books, and for students to do independent reading journaling about who inspires them and why. 

This book was mind-numbing aggravating. Someone catch that damn dog! Please! 51 pages of the dog outsmarting humans. Getting out of snares, trip traps, you name it. Omg. I love my cats and my dog, but there would come a time after 13 months of this where I admit clearly my dog is smarter than I am. Be free, dog. You have earned it.

Well, my dad means well when he sends me stuff. And usually he gets me. He sent me a Golden Girls collectors magazine once, and a cat shirt, and a book about a cat saving Christmas. But this book is just...wow. 

I don't read mysteries, for one. And I really don't do cozy mysteries because I find them campy and easy to figure out. But the 52 pages I read of this was like a bad Lifetime movie. Or maybe Hallmark. 

I mean, we start out with a conflict with the cat rescue and Baddy McBadguy.

Rich white Southern man in a 3-piece suit, Italian loafers, and a pit of money for all I know. Beak of a nose, beady eyes, weaselly fellow. Hates do-gooders and only worries about money. Wants to shut down the rescue. It was so straight out of a cookie-cutter Disney Channel movie I couldn't believe it. 

The McCall sisters are more of the same stereotypes. One is a jilted former New York exec. The other is the hometown bomb shell who stayed behind to run the family businesses. 

All we needed was a motorcycle riding Michael Shanks to show up and we would have a made-for-TV movie there, but I digress. 

Mmmm.

Wait, what? Oh, the book.

Anyway, the writing was stilted and stiff. The author didn't have a grasp of modern technology, and the dialogue was forced. The McCall sisters made immature decisions for grown business women, and that's what made me hang it up. When a book places characters in unrealistic positions and has the characters do unbelievable things just to move the story in a certain direction, it shows poor writing. People act a certain way and have certain natural reactions to things, and I am finding more and more that authors do not get that. And I am an author. Like this story: these ladies go to confront  Baddy at his business, they can't find him, it's way early in the morning and dark in the building. Normal people would effing leave. Not these brilliant ladies. They wander inside, using their cellphone as a flashlight, and proceed to just snoop. I closed the book when they had found the office, turned on the lights, saw nobody was there and decided to OPEN A LN ARMOIRE FOR NO REASON. They were there to see a person, not spy. There was no reason to spy, yet the author thought it was a great way to make the women end up caught in the murder web of the book. But do grown women really act this way? I certainly don't. 

Two stars, but subtract half a star for the cellphone flashlight stupidity.

My first Rebus, after I had already watched the BBC series, which I liked. So I was interested in reading a book, and this was the one the library was offering when I went there.

It was an easy and nice read. The detective is quite cliche with its grumpy, alcoholic detective, but it's enjoyable anyway. I still want to read more books in this series, but haven't yet find the time to do so, unfortunately.