Being the musings of a Yorkshire lass living in the USA. I'm a book geek, bird nerd, grammar Nazi, and hockey nut. Sarcasm is my default setting.
Not every child who falls down a rabbit hole finds Wonderland...
Some find something way weirder or scarier, while others find rainbows and unicorns. But whatever place they discover, it is a wrench when they return to our world and all they want to do is find their way back to what they now call 'home'.
Damn, but I wish this had been a full-length novel rather than a novella. I loved it, and wanted to know more about the characters and the worlds they visited.
And I'm sad because it was the last one in the series.
The one thing that annoyed me was how long it took for the bad guy to get what was coming to him. They should have just let Tess do her thing and it would have prevented a lot of the trouble that happened later. But I suppose that would have made the book only about 20 pages long.
I think my favourites are the Crowgard. I would love to go shopping at Sparkles and Junk, and hang out with Jenni and Starr, as long as they promised not to eat my eyeballs.
At least one-third of the people we know are introverts. They are the ones who prefer listening to speaking; who innovate and create but dislike self-promotion; who favor working on their own over working in teams. It is to introverts - Rosa Parks, Chopin, Dr Seuss, Steve Wozniak - that we owe many of the great contributions to society.
My lovely boss and fellow introvert lent me this book. Our department recently had a two-day team-building exercise (words that strike fear into every introvert's heart) and she and I took many deep breaths and gave a presentation on introverts in the workplace. We showed Susan Cain's TED talk, and oh boy did I relate to what she was talking about.
Now if I could just get the organizers of the next team event to ditch that ridiculous "let's all go round the table and tell everyone a bit about ourselves", I'll be ecstatic.
And it was vintage Vic. Standing up to the big guys, and fighting for those who can't fight for themselves. She's older, and dare I say it, she's actually a little bit wiser. OK so she still goes haring off when she gets a hint of a clue, but she's definitely getting less reckless with age.
While I love the sense of place I get from Chicago, I really enjoyed the Kansas setting in this one, and the mentions of the Greenham Common peace camp in the UK in the 1980s. (I wasn't at the camp, but I knew people who were, and I went on various marches in support of them). I know some criticize Paretsky for letting her Liberal views bleed into her books, but I'm glad she does, and long may it continue.
PS. Finally, it's now 'Blackhawks' rather than 'Black Hawks'. AND her editors know how to spell 'Canadiens'.