You don’t even know the level of excitement I had when I received the email from my library that this book had come in. A heat wave had just hit, and The High Tide Club seemed like the perfect beach read for a hot summer’s day. And, while I don’t plan on going near any beaches this year, you can bet your bottom sand dollar that I plunked myself down under my pergola to read this, pretending that the grass surrounding me was sand and the...
Since becoming homeowners, Husband and I have decided to try our hand at gardening. We have a not-small-and-not-big plot of land, with plenty of yard space on all sides of our house. We are lucky that our home came with beautiful landscaping; stone-lined flower beds abound, and we were excited to see azaleas, rhododendrons, tulips, and lilacs burst into bloom our first spring at the Cottage. As a girl who has been known to inadvertently kill...
I won’t lie – I mainly picked this title because of the author’s name (shout out to the CJ’s!) and the fact that there is an adorable orange cat on the front cover that looks very much like MY adorable orange cat. I figured with the stars aligning like that, I HAD to read this book. Honestly, the book description didn’t intrigue me that much (mainly because it didn’t offer much plot reveal—more on that in a bit), but I usually...
I started reading The Broken Girls by Simone St. James on a grey and chilly Saturday morning. As usual, I was awake long before Husband, but hearing the rain outside my window made me want to snuggle back down into my cozy bed. I decided that a moody, atmospheric thriller would be the best way to start the day, so I got out of bed to fetch my book and make myself a warm cuppa. Then, I grabbed my cat and headed back to bed, settling into the...
I love me a good "renovate your house, renovate your life" story. After reading a particularly terrifying but excellent novel, I decided I needed something a bit lighter as my next read. Cue The Hideaway, by Lauren K. Denton. This was an impulse grab at the library. I generally stop by my town library once or twice a week to pick up books that have come in for me (love the InterLibraryLoan system...or whatever it's called these days!), and I...
I love supernatural thrillers. I cannot get enough of them, either in book, TV show, or movie form. My obsession with all things ghostly started when I was about six, and while, yes, it deeply troubled my mother, she wasn’t able to stop me in my quest for consuming everything I could about the paranormal. I’m thankful to now be living in an age when “ghost stuff” is considered mainstream, even cool. I distinctly remember combing through...
