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Guess Who Was Here!?..
Amanda Quick! 
And Don’t Forget She Will Be In The Shop On….
Tuesday April 23rd at Noon – Amanda Quick signs The Mystery Woman
Beatrice Lockwood, one of the intrepid ladies of Lantern Street, is in the middle of a case when her past comes back to haunt her. Joshua North, a former spy for the Crown, has come out of a self-imposed retirement after a disastrous case that left him scarred and forced to use a cane. He is hunting the villain who is blackmailing his sister.
The trail leads him to Beatrice who is his chief suspect. But when he realizes that she is not the blackmailer, they set out to find the real extortionist. Passion flares between them as they dodge a professional assassin.
SMB EXCLUSIVE! 
All books will feature a commemorative stamp, the Egyptian God Anubis, on the title page next to Amanda’s signature. This only available to those who purchase the book thru our shop!

Guess Who Was Here!?..

Amanda Quick!

And Don’t Forget She Will Be In The Shop On….

Tuesday April 23rd at Noon – Amanda Quick signs The Mystery Woman

Beatrice Lockwood, one of the intrepid ladies of Lantern Street, is in the middle of a case when her past comes back to haunt her. Joshua North, a former spy for the Crown, has come out of a self-imposed retirement after a disastrous case that left him scarred and forced to use a cane. He is hunting the villain who is blackmailing his sister.

The trail leads him to Beatrice who is his chief suspect. But when he realizes that she is not the blackmailer, they set out to find the real extortionist. Passion flares between them as they dodge a professional assassin.

SMB EXCLUSIVE!

All books will feature a commemorative stamp, the Egyptian God Anubis, on the title page next to Amanda’s signature. This only available to those who purchase the book thru our shop!

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Soulless - A Review

Gail Carriger - Soulless

Amber Recommends:

Alexia Tarabotti has been on the shelf since she was fifteen. Her mother decided her Italian heritage and unconventional looks (dark hair, dark eyes and the predilection of tanning) was too much to overcome, that no gentleman would seriously pursue Alexia. So she made the early decision to concentrate her attention and money on securing good marriages for her two younger daughters.

What her mother didn’t know was this suited Alexia just fine. Alexia enjoys the freedom spinsterhood allows her; to read whatever she likes, consort with flamboyant friends and concentrate on finding the best foods Victorian London can provide. Plus, well it would be a scandal if it came out to society that Alexia was born without a soul.

Soullessness can be an advantage when dealing with some of the residents of London, Werewolves, Vampires and Ghosts, since just her touch negates their power. This comes in handy when a very rude vampire has the audacity of attacking Alexia at party, thereby tossing Alexia into Lord Maccon’s path again, (how many times does she have to say the Hedgehog was not her fault?) and into the mystery of why all the lone wolves and rogue vampires are disappearing from all around England….

If you are looking for historical accuracy of Victorian London, with insights into the life and times of the people living in this period, this is NOT the book for you.

If you are looking for a funny, witty, romantic, melodramatic action-packed supernatural romp, then I highly recommend this book to you! I enjoyed every second of this book, the ridiculousness of pairing proper Victorian manners when being attacked by an unknown Vampire is hilarious. Alexia and the rest of the characters are over the top in their personalities and are just fun to read. And the mystery at the core of this book is well thought out as well, setting up future villains and problems in the books to come. I cannot wait to read the rest of this series!

I picked up this book purely because of the author description “Gail Carriger writes to cope with being raised in obscurity by an expatriated Brit and an incurable curmudgeon. She escaped small town life for Europe and inadvertently acquired an education. She now resides in the Colonies with a harem of American lovers and tea imported from London.” If you find this as humorous and intriguing as I did, like urban fantasy without sparkling vampires, and enjoy a bit of steampunk thrown in for flavor, I think you will really like this book.

FIND THEM HERE. BUY THEM HERE. KEEP BOOKS HERE.

-Seattle Mystery Bookshop

(Source: seattlemystery.com)

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Sing a song of suspense in which the players die.Four and twenty ravens in an Edgar Allan Pie.When the pie was broken, the ravens couldn’t sing.Their throats had been sliced open by Stephen, the new King.The King was in his writing house, stifling a laughWhile his queen was in a tizzy of her bloody Lovecraft.When the dead maid got the garden for her rank as royal whore,King’s shovel made it double and he married nevermore.
Jessica McHugh

-Seattle Mystery Bookshop

Sing a song of suspense in which the players die.
Four and twenty ravens in an Edgar Allan Pie.
When the pie was broken, the ravens couldn’t sing.
Their throats had been sliced open by Stephen, the new King.
The King was in his writing house, stifling a laugh
While his queen was in a tizzy of her bloody Lovecraft.
When the dead maid got the garden for her rank as royal whore,
King’s shovel made it double and he married nevermore.

Jessica McHugh

-Seattle Mystery Bookshop

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The Disciple of Las Vegas - Book Review

Ian Hamilton - The Disciple of Las Vegas

Fran recommends:

When you hear the job description “forensic accountant”, kick-ass action probably isn’t what leaps to mind. But if you are Ava Lee, Ian Hamilton’s Canadian-Chinese lesbian bombshell in The Disciple of Las Vegas, high-octane action is the order of the day.

Ava has just returned to her home in Toronto when she gets a call from Uncle, her septugenarian Hong Kong partner, who asks her to fly to Hong Kong immediately because there is a problem in the Phillipines. Tommy Ordonez, one of the richest men in Manila, is convinced his brother has lost several million dollars in a real estate transaction, and Ordonez wants Uncle and Lee to get it back. Ordonez has a temper and has been rude to Uncle, which is something that would immediately disqualify him from receiving assistance, but Ordonez’s right-hand man, Chang Wang, is a friend of Uncle’s, so Ava agrees to fly in to help.

What happens then takes her from Manila to San Francisco and, of course, to Las Vegas.

I really like Ava and Uncle, and the nuanced, subtle relationships between Ava and Uncle, as well as their relationships with Ordonez and Chang, as well as the other people involved in what turns out to be a complicated and ingenious scam adds a layer of intrigue that kept me involved.

I only have two issues, really. One is that Ian Hamilton name drops designers to a level that I found distracting. Once we’ve established she wears high-end clothing, knowing the brand is irrelevent to me. But I freely admit that could just be me, since I am obviously no fashionista.

The other problem I have is with the US publisher. The Disciple of Las Vegas is second in a five-book series, but it’s the first one published in the US. Why the second?! And where are the rest? I want to read the entire series, but we can’t get them here. Yet. Picador, are you listening? Give us all the Ava Lee novels, please? Now!

Because I really want to read them all!

FIND THE HERE. BUY THEM HERE. KEP BOOKS HERE.

-Seattle Mystery Bookshop

(Source: seattlemystery.com)

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Freaks - A Book Review

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Kieran Larwood - Freaks

Amber Recommends:

What do a strong man/giant, a woman with trick rats, an assassin, a monkey boy and a wolf girl all have in common? They are part of a Victorian era freak show. Before the times of political correctness, people looking for cheap entertainment would spend a penny or two and visit these side shows to stare at two headed lambs and people with unfortunate appearances.

Till is a mudlark a little kid who, due to her dire circumstances, looks for tossed away junk in the Thames. Items she and her family can sell to traders in order to keep body and soul together. One night needing a bit of relief and entertainment she sneaks into show, Plumpscuttle’s Peculiars, where she meets Sheba.

Sheba is a wolf girl, with very few good memories, no idea where she came from or who her parents are. Sheba has always been a side show freak, which doesn’t bother her very much, thing could be a whole lot worse. When Till meets Sheba they find the beginning of a friendship between them.

A day or two later there is a knock on the gate of the Peculiars’ house; it is Till’s parents. Till has disappeared without a trace while she was picking in the mud and they are beside themselves with worry. The police won’t help them, they are to poor and low class for the authorities to take notice of their problem. So they come to Plumscuttle’s Peculiars and ask them for help finding Till, and the other missing children.

I really enjoyed reading this book. It is a great historical middle book, that never tries to cram extraneous knowledge into the book. The author did a great job in making the Victorian era slums come alive with the vocabulary, people and smells. While the author is dealing with characters who are part of a side show, he does a wonderful job in making them human and accessible. Weaving messages, camouflaging lessons and showing ideas without beating the reader over the head about accepting people for who they are and not judging them by their cover, or appearance.

The mystery is fast-paced and engaging, never a dull moment. You root for Sheba and the Peculiars on in trying to find Till and the other missing children before it is to late. I would recommend it for girls (or open minded boys, since Monkeyboy is a fantastic character for them, full of well gross boy humor) 9-12. The other great thing the author does, is the last chpter goes over the history he uses in the book, side shows and their employees, Victoria era London, The Great Exhibition in Hyde Park in 1851 the poor and much more!

Find them here. Buy them here. Keep books here.

Seattle Mystery Bookshop

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January’s Hardcover Bestsellers!

1 - Jayne Anne Krentz, Dream Eyes, Putnam, Signed Copies Available

2 – Robert Crais, Suspect, Putnam

3 – John Connolly, The Wrath of Angels, Atria

4 – Stuart Neville, Ratlines, Soho, Signed Copies Available

5 – Aaron Elkins, Dying on the Vine, Berkley, Signed Copies Available

6 – Ian Rankin, Standing in Another Man’s Grave, Little Brown, Signed Copies Available

7 – Stephen Hunter, The Third Bullet, Simon & Schuster, Signed Copies Available

8 – Jo Nesbø, The Bat, Vintage UK

9 – Peter Robinson, Watching The Dark, Morrow

10- Timothy Hallinan, Crashed, Soho, Signed Copies Available

Find Them Here. Buy Them Here. Keep Books Here.

Seattle Mystery Bookshop

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Red Velvet Cupcake Contest!
In honor of Joanne’s visit we are giving a basket full of goodies away!



Measuring spoons Measuring cups Cupcake pan Whisk Bowl scraper Apron Recipe cardsRed Velvet Cupcake Murder Mystery



All you have to do to enter to win is purchase or reserve a copy of her new book, Red Velvet Cupcake Murder, at our shop before Feb. 28th. We will draw a winner on the day of the signing!
Thursday February 28th at Noon - Joanne Fluke signs Red Velvet Cupcake Murder

Red Velvet Cupcake Contest!

In honor of Joanne’s visit we are giving a basket full of goodies away!

Measuring spoons
Measuring cups
Cupcake pan
Whisk
Bowl scraper
Apron
Recipe cards
Red Velvet Cupcake Murder Mystery

All you have to do to enter to win is purchase or reserve a copy of her new book, Red Velvet Cupcake Murder, at our shop before Feb. 28th. We will draw a winner on the day of the signing!

Thursday February 28th at Noon - Joanne Fluke signs Red Velvet Cupcake Murder

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Interred with Their Bones: Book Review

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Fran Recommends:

I wasn’t going to review Jennifer Lee Carrell’s, Interred with Their Bones because there were a couple of things that I found a bit awkward.

However.

One of the hallmarks of a really good book is how it digs itself into you and won’t let go, one of those you find yourself thinking about long after you’ve put it down. This one did that. I’ve been tossing some of the ideas that she’s presented around in my head, and she’s made me think and re-assess some ideas I’ve held.

The story is about a Shakespearean scholar who has given up research to direct Shakespeare’s plays. Kate Shelton’s been given a great opportunity to direct Hamlet in the reconstructed Globe Theatre in London, quite an opportunity for an American. However, her mentor, Roz Howard, shows up to a rehearsal, gives Kate a package and arranges to meet her later to explain. But then the theatre catches fire, ironically enough on the same date, June 29th, that the original Globe burned, and Roz is found dead. This begins a huge chase across England, the US and Spain to find a missing Shakespearean manuscript.

Let’s get the problems I perceived out of the way – and do remember, this is my perception and others may very well think I’m loony. I thought there were a few too many suspicious coincidences, I felt that she underutilized a character that should have been given greater prominence, and I found myself muddled in trying to keep all the various earls and dukes and whatnot straight, although that last one may be just my mental incapabilities.

But Ms. Carrell is a scholar, and her research and love of the subject is phenomenal, and I found myself sucked into the various debates that I’ve been aware of through the years, the idea that Shakespeare didn’t actually write the books, that there are others who might be better contenders, that there are people who are adamant that only Shakespeare himself could create such magnificent work. I also got caught up in her joy in the way people are influenced by Shakespeare even though they don’t realize it.

And I had forgotten that Shakespeare lived not only during the reign of Elizabeth, but also the time of King James and all that that implies, especially Biblically.

So I have to tell you that if you want a fast-paced read with outstanding scholarship, and if you liked Michael Gruber’s The Book of Air and Shadows then I think you should ignore my nit-picking and pick this one up!

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Mary Higgins Clark Award Nominee & Review

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Fran Recommends:

Rebecca Cantrell’s A City Of Broken Glass

One Of The 2013 Edgar Nominees for the Mary Higgins Clark Award

Last year I read the first three of Rebecca Cantrell’s “Hannah Vogel” series one right after the other, and by the end, her evocative prose had me dreaming that Nazis were following me through Pike Place Market (really!). She’s that good. But I figured that, since a year has passed, I wouldn’t be so deeply affected again by a single book.

I was wrong. She really IS that good.

In A City of Broken Glass, Hannah is writing for a Swiss newspaper under her pseudonym, Adelheid Zinsli, and she is sent to cover the Feast of St. Martin in a small Polish town. What should be an easy assignment and a lovely day out rapidly becomes much more serious when Hannah, her son, Anton, and their driver, Fraulein Ivona, find some of the 12,000 Polish Jews that were deported from Germany in the fall of 1938 and then housed in silos and stables. Their plight becomes personal for Hannah when she meets her old friend, Miriam, exhausted, hungry and in labor. Hannah resolves to bring Miriam medical help, and her actions take her right into harm’s way.

Kidnapped by two members of the Gestapo, Hannah is brought back to Berlin, where there is a price on her head. She is rescued by an unlikely duo, but after that, their escape out of Germany is complicated, not only by their lack of passports but by Hannah’s need to find Miriam’s daughter, Ruth, who was left behind when Miriam was taken.

Rebecca Cantrell caught the building tension and horror of the days leading up to Kristallnacht with a vengeance. The implacable and relentless determination of the Reich to eradicate the Jews, the Jewish resolve intermingled with anger and despair, and all through it, the ongoing search for two-year-old Ruth, born of a Jewish mother but with Aryan features, placing her squarely at the center of the spiralling hatred. It would not in the least surprise me to see these books used as textbook examples of what happened during those dark days. Cantrell weaves in so much actual history, it’s hard to believe these are works of fiction.

If you haven’t read the Hannah Vogel series, let me encourage you to do so. You absolutely need to read them in order, beginning with A Trace of Smoke, Cantrell’s writing is powerful, compelling and altogether human. This is a series not to be missed!
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Monday January 28th at Noon

Timothy Hallinan Signs…Well All his Books!

His Most Recent Book: Crashed

Adele Recommends:

I’ve just finished the first in the new Junior Bender series by Timothy Hallinan and I loved it! Crashed is funny and thoughtful. Junior Bender is a high-end burglar with a heart of gold.

He hired to steal a painting (a really funny scene) only to find out it was a set up so he could be blackmailed into taking a freelance job. The job is to find out who is sabotaging a movie being produced by one of LA’s biggest crime bosses and stop it, but Junior’s not sure he can do it, blackmail or not. It turns out the movie is an adult film starring a former well loved child star who is now destitute and drug addicted. His ex-wife and child are totally against it and Junior’s caught between a rock and hard place.

I look forward reading the next installments of Junior Bender, Little Elvises and The Fame Thief, and getting to know him better. This is a real departure from Tim’s Poke Rafferty series but just as well written and so much fun.

Reserve your books today!

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Ian Rankin - Standing in Another Man’s Grave

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Tues, Jan. 29th, Ian Rankin will drop by to signStanding in Another Man’s Grave.Two detectives work the case of a 15-year-old girl who disappeared along a scenic Scotland highway. Other than a photo sent from her phone, there’s been no trace of her. The case becomes more complicated by three factors: the investigators learn that there have been many disappearances along this rural stretch, some going back a decade; for some reason, Internal Affairs is sniffing around the case; and the teen’s stepfather is a gangster and has his own people looking for her. One of the cops? John Rebus. 

Because this will be a quick hit-n-run stock signing and we are uncertain of the time frame, we strongly suggest that you reserve a copy to be picked up later or mailed. We cannot guarantee that an entire collection of his books left here to be signed will get signed, either. Sorry. We wish this was a formal signing and all that one allows, and that the shop could be full of fans waiting to meet him like the last time he was here, but it isn’t. There will be no time to chat or ask questions or pose for photos.

Quantities will be limited.

RESERVE NOW.

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I am a book.Sheaves pressed from the pulp of oaks and pinesa natural sawdust made dingy from purses, dustyfrom shelves.Steamy and anxious, abused and misused,kissed and cried over, smeared, yellowed, and torn,loved, hated, scorned. I am a book. I am a book that remembers,days when I stood proud in good companyWhen the children came, I leapt into their arms,when the women came, they cradled me against their soft breasts,when the men came, they held me like a lover,and I smelled the sweet smell of cigars and brandy as we sat together in leather chairs,next to pool tables, on porch swings, in rocking chairs,my words hanging in the air like bright gems, dangling,then forgotten, I crumbled,dust to dust. I am a tale of woe and secrets,a book brand-new, sprung from the loins of ancient fathers clothed in tweed,born of mothers in lands of heather and coal soot.A family too close to see the blood on its hands,too dear to suffering, to poison, to cold steel and revenge,deaf to the screams of mortal wounding,amused at decay and torment,a family bred in the dankest swamp of human desires. I am a tale of woe and secrets,I am a mystery. I am intrigue, anxiety, fear,I tangle in the night with madmen, spend my days cloaked in black,hiding from myself, from dark angels,from the evil that lurks withinand the evil we cannot lurk without. I am words of adventure,of faraway places where no one knows my tongue,of curious cultures in small, back alleys, mean streets,the crumbling house in each of us. I am primordial fear, the great unknown,I am life everlasting.I touch you and you shiver, I blow in your ear and you follow me,down foggy lanes, into places you’ve never seen,to see things no one should see,to be someone you could only hope to be.I ride the winds of imagination on a black-and-white horse,to find the truth inside of me, to cure the ills inside of you,to take one passenger at a time over that tall mountain,across that lonely plain to a place you’ve never beenwhere the world stops for just one minuteand everything is right.I am a mystery.
Lise McClendon

-Seattle Mystery Bookshop

I am a book.

Sheaves pressed from the pulp of oaks and pines
a natural sawdust made dingy from purses, dusty
from shelves.
Steamy and anxious, abused and misused,
kissed and cried over,
smeared, yellowed, and torn,
loved, hated, scorned.

I am a book.

I am a book that remembers,
days when I stood proud in good company
When the children came, I leapt into their arms,
when the women came, they cradled me against their soft breasts,
when the men came, they held me like a lover,
and I smelled the sweet smell of cigars and brandy as we sat together in leather chairs,
next to pool tables, on porch swings, in rocking chairs,
my words hanging in the air like bright gems, dangling,
then forgotten, I crumbled,
dust to dust.

I am a tale of woe and secrets,
a book brand-new, sprung from the loins of ancient fathers clothed in tweed,
born of mothers in lands of heather and coal soot.
A family too close to see the blood on its hands,
too dear to suffering, to poison, to cold steel and revenge,
deaf to the screams of mortal wounding,
amused at decay and torment,
a family bred in the dankest swamp of human desires.

I am a tale of woe and secrets,
I am a mystery.

I am intrigue, anxiety, fear,
I tangle in the night with madmen, spend my days cloaked in black,
hiding from myself, from dark angels,
from the evil that lurks within
and the evil we cannot lurk without.

I am words of adventure,
of faraway places where no one knows my tongue,
of curious cultures in small, back alleys, mean streets,
the crumbling house in each of us.

I am primordial fear, the great unknown,
I am life everlasting.
I touch you and you shiver, I blow in your ear and you follow me,
down foggy lanes, into places you’ve never seen,
to see things no one should see,
to be someone you could only hope to be.

I ride the winds of imagination on a black-and-white horse,
to find the truth inside of me, to cure the ills inside of you,
to take one passenger at a time over that tall mountain,
across that lonely plain to a place you’ve never been
where the world stops for just one minute
and everything is right.

I am a mystery.

Lise McClendon

-Seattle Mystery Bookshop

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For the last twenty years, the Independent Mystery Booksellers Association has given the Dilys Award for the book we all most enjoyed selling the previous year. We all send in nominations, they’re boiled down to the five or six that got the most votes and then we all vote for the one book out of that group. The fun part is that it has nothing to do anything more than the pure enjoyment of selling a particular book. Here’s the IMBA website page listing of the two decades of nominees and winners.
 We IMBA members are celebrating this milestone by giving away signed trade paperbacks of the latest winner, S.J. Rozan’s Ghost Hero. 
 How do you enter to win one of the two copies we have? You can’t – you have to come in and look for them because we’ve hidden them somewhere in the shop. They’re in plain sight (they’re not tucked under the award-winner display or secreted up in the ceiling tiles, they’re not in some dark corner – if you are looking right at them you’ll see them. 
 Call it a test of your investigative skills. Both of these copies have a special sticker on the back so that all know which are the copies that were hidden and, no, the copy that is on the shelf with her other books is NOT the one. Yesh, give us some credit!
 The celebration is the week of Oct 13th – 21st. They’ll both be somewhere visible in the public area of the shop (no, not in Fran’s desk!). We’ll have lists of the nominees and winners for you to peruse or carry around with you as you search and hope you’ll look them over and maybe find something and someone new to read. 
  Let the games begin!

For the last twenty years, the Independent Mystery Booksellers Association has given the Dilys Award for the book we all most enjoyed selling the previous year. We all send in nominations, they’re boiled down to the five or six that got the most votes and then we all vote for the one book out of that group. The fun part is that it has nothing to do anything more than the pure enjoyment of selling a particular book. Here’s the IMBA website page listing of the two decades of nominees and winners.

We IMBA members are celebrating this milestone by giving away signed trade paperbacks of the latest winner, S.J. Rozan’s Ghost Hero.

How do you enter to win one of the two copies we have? You can’t – you have to come in and look for them because we’ve hidden them somewhere in the shop. They’re in plain sight (they’re not tucked under the award-winner display or secreted up in the ceiling tiles, they’re not in some dark corner – if you are looking right at them you’ll see them.

Call it a test of your investigative skills. Both of these copies have a special sticker on the back so that all know which are the copies that were hidden and, no, the copy that is on the shelf with her other books is NOT the one. Yesh, give us some credit!

The celebration is the week of Oct 13th – 21st. They’ll both be somewhere visible in the public area of the shop (no, not in Fran’s desk!). We’ll have lists of the nominees and winners for you to peruse or carry around with you as you search and hope you’ll look them over and maybe find something and someone new to read.

Let the games begin!

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Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!
Through The Looking-Glass

-Seattle Mystery Bookshop

Beware the Jabberwock, my son
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!

Through The Looking-Glass

-Seattle Mystery Bookshop

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The Last Policeman by Ben Winters
Fran’s Pick:
If you knew the world was going to end, absolutely knew it, what would you do? Ben Winters’ newly minted detective, Henry Palace, knows. He’d go to work. That’s the basic idea in The Last Policeman. An asteroid is going to hit Earth. It was discovered and dismissed, but then scientists discovered that the trajectory was misprojected. In October, there was a 50/50 chance it would hit us, by January it’s a certainty, and now, in March, they’re pretty sure where on Earth it will hit, although nobody’s saying. And this isn’t an ordinary asteroid. It’s huge. A dinosaur-killer. The end of the world as we know it.  But Henry doesn’t let that slow him down. He’s always wanted to be a policeman, and he’s got all the rules and regulations memorized. Because of the unusual circumstances, he’s been promoted to detective early (the others have taken “early retirement” to live out their last months as best they can), and he’s determined to excel at his beloved job. So when he discovers the body of Peter Zell, seemingly a suicide, Henry investigates further, because he believes Zell’s death is suspicious. Told on all sides to let it go, Henry can’t. He is, after all, a policeman. The Last Policeman is the 1st of a pre-apocalyptic trilogy: the 2nd book will take place when the planet has just 3 months left; the 3rd will take place with just days remaining, and I have to admit I was curious about how Winters would handle a world spiraling toward destruction. Brilliantly, is the answer. He touches on all the expected responses, and is quite matter-of-fact about the various reactions, from rioting to religious fanaticism, from relief to a fatalistic “whaddya gonna do about it?” attitude.  And through it all is Henry, who’s exclamation of choice is “Holy moly!”, who is at times naive and ruthless, who is determined that the imminent end of the world will not stop justice from prevailing. I can’t wait to see what happens in the few remaining months left to this strange and wonderful world that Ben Winters has crafted. I suspect it’s going to spark more than one late night conversation, and Henry Palace is, I think, going to be the epitome of the policeman’s policeman.
 
-Seattle Mystery Bookshop

The Last Policeman by Ben Winters

Fran’s Pick:

If you knew the world was going to end, absolutely knew it, what would you do?

Ben Winters’ newly minted detective, Henry Palace, knows. He’d go to work. That’s the basic idea in The Last Policeman. An asteroid is going to hit Earth. It was discovered and dismissed, but then scientists discovered that the trajectory was misprojected. In October, there was a 50/50 chance it would hit us, by January it’s a certainty, and now, in March, they’re pretty sure where on Earth it will hit, although nobody’s saying. And this isn’t an ordinary asteroid. It’s huge. A dinosaur-killer. The end of the world as we know it.

But Henry doesn’t let that slow him down. He’s always wanted to be a policeman, and he’s got all the rules and regulations memorized. Because of the unusual circumstances, he’s been promoted to detective early (the others have taken “early retirement” to live out their last months as best they can), and he’s determined to excel at his beloved job. So when he discovers the body of Peter Zell, seemingly a suicide, Henry investigates further, because he believes Zell’s death is suspicious. Told on all sides to let it go, Henry can’t. He is, after all, a policeman.

The Last Policeman is the 1st of a pre-apocalyptic trilogy: the 2nd book will take place when the planet has just 3 months left; the 3rd will take place with just days remaining, and I have to admit I was curious about how Winters would handle a world spiraling toward destruction. Brilliantly, is the answer. He touches on all the expected responses, and is quite matter-of-fact about the various reactions, from rioting to religious fanaticism, from relief to a fatalistic “whaddya gonna do about it?” attitude.

And through it all is Henry, who’s exclamation of choice is “Holy moly!”, who is at times naive and ruthless, who is determined that the imminent end of the world will not stop justice from prevailing. I can’t wait to see what happens in the few remaining months left to this strange and wonderful world that Ben Winters has crafted. I suspect it’s going to spark more than one late night conversation, and Henry Palace is, I think, going to be the epitome of the policeman’s policeman.

 

-Seattle Mystery Bookshop