I pre-ordered Dee Henderson’s latest novel, “Full Disclosure” from Amazon several weeks ago for my Kindle and promptly forgot about it. So I was pleasantly surprised to see it on my Kindle yesterday, the day it was released. Of course, I started it while eating breakfast. Dee Henderson is a prime example of why I’m a serial reader and why I re-read her novels, not once but several times. I now have 12 of her novels – all of the O’Malleys and the Uncommon Heroes series and this one. So it was a delight to see how she tied all of these novels together. I LOVED it. A fictional novel of fictional characters who have fictional novels written about their lives! I liked reading about previous characters and the fringes of their lives, and how they continue to interact with each other. Six degrees of separation! It’s a hard thing to finish any book and realize I’m not privy to how their lives will continue. I KNOW it’s fiction, but for a short while, they are my neighbors, friends and co-workers, allowing me a brief window into their lives. It’s a joy to see they live on, somewhere.
Paul Falcon, an FBI agent, and Ann Silver, a cop, who just also happens to be a Midwest Homicide Investigator (and doesn’t THAT just ring my bells!), who get involved professionally and personally over a series of homicides. Both, it turns out, are believers in Christ, both have very personal relationships with God, and both use that relationship with God to guide them in their lives.
This is a good read, either as part of the two previous series or as a stand-alone novel. It’s wonderfully told with the message of a personal relationship with God woven throughout. I’m surprised to find out it’s been several (5?) years since Ms. Henderson’s last piece of work, but I sincerely hope she continues this story with more of the O’Malley and Falcon families. Now, I find I’ve got to go back and re-read all 12 of them again, in order and soon!
As a volunteer at my tiny local library (hi, Alida!), I’m privy to the host of new (and old) books that flow in and out through our doors. Of course, with the wealth of information online, most anyone can stay abreast of the goings-on involving a favorite author. But what I really like is discovering an author who has a series of books involving one or two characters or even a family of characters. It’s like one novel simply can’t contain all the history and angst for all the characters, so it has to be spread out amongst several novels. I LOVE IT! Only one problem. Once I start with the first book I simply MUST read all of them. In order. One after another. Heaven help me if I can’t get my hands on one of the serials. Or even harder, when the author isn’t finished with the series and you just KNOW it’s going to be a looonng time before the next book. Did I say that waiting is not my good point? That’s when I fall back on some tried-and-true series to re-read until that waiting-to-die-for book comes out.
One of my favorite series, The Chesapeake Bay books by Nora Roberts, is a case in point. It doesn’t hurt that I lived for 23 years in Southern suburban Maryland and made many trips to Easton and Ocean City and all points in between. The Bay is just gorgeous. Familiarity with the area always adds a little thrill of pleasure when I read the books. So, I have to confess, I spent time this week and read the whole series – again – and found myself actually missing that area and wishing I could have met the Quinn brothers along with Ray and Stella and the dogs – oh, especially Foolish! It took me three days to read the four books and when I turned the last page of the 4th novel, I gave a big sigh, and said, I’ll be seeing you, again – someday soon!
Of course, I’m not dissing stand-alone novels and I’ve read many of those by many more authors, including Nora Roberts, and enjoyed them immensely. But it’s nice to know that the connection you’ve made with a character, even if it’s in your mind, will be carried on in the next book, and if you’re very lucky, more books after that!
I just don’t get that phrase. Yet, I hear it or read it, frequently. What, the speaker’s been lying all the time til now? And I should trust what he says?? That phrase just puts my hackles up. I think I understand why they say it – they want to emphasize what follows and make sure the reader or listener notes the truth of the statement, but I contend it shouldn’t be necessary in the first place. For the life of me, though, I can’t come up with a replacement phrase. Thoughts?
HA! Change that – reading is a passion for me. It’s a trait my family revels in and I can see it’s been passed down to the next generation. Oh, how that gladdens me! My two youngest nieces seem to always be near a book if they aren’t on the phone texting their friends. Their mom, my youngest sister is way too busy being a mom to really sit down and just read, but believe me she has her favorites, too. My other sister likes books by Anita Shreve, but she, too, is working a full-time job. Me, I’m retired – and the oldest. Just means more reading for me.
My favorites run the gamut from chick-lit to true crime and everything in between. I figure at the rate books are being published these days, and no matter how long I live, I could read a book a day and never, ever be bored. I have a Kindle, an iPod, and a laptop, all for my ebooks, but there’s just something about holding that physical entity in my hand that makes me smile. What’s between those pages? How do they get from the title page to the end? What kind of journey am I taking with this author and is this author one I want to become good friends with, as in — buy every one of their books!! Aiyiyi. The pocketbook pain.
My husband built me three beautiful bookcases several years back, but they’re full. He broke down and bought me a nice one from one of those box stores, but it’s full, too. I need another one. His argument goes that I don’t need a new bookcase, I just have to get rid of some of my old books. My argument goes you just don’t willy-nilly get rid of books. There’s a relationship that’s like strands of silk – easily made, hard to break, especially if I’ve read them more than once!! I told him to get rid of all his golf clubs just to show me how it’s done. Oh, if looks could kill….
So. If I could have a wish for you, all things considered, I’d wish for you a love of reading. To paraphrase Dr. Seuss, oh, the places you can go and the things you can see!