Monday, September 13, 2010

No more today


It's Mailbox Monday! Mailbox Monday gathers together for readers the books that came into the house last week. (feel free to share yours) Warning: Mailbox Monday can lead to envy, toppling TBR piles and humongous wish lists.

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My current read and just arriving today via bookdepository.com, A WOMAN OF CONSEQUENCE by Anna Dean. This is 3rd of 3 in series featuring Miss Dido Kent, a 35-year-old amateur sleuth, starting in 1805 Regency England. Here is a description:




On a visit to the ruins of Madderstone Abbey, Penelope Lambe suffers a bad fall from the ancient stone steps. Before she slips into unconsciousness, Penelope manages to say, 'I saw her - It was her.' The Crockford sisters are sure that what made Penelope fall was that she saw the Grey Nun, the ghost that is reputed to walk the abbey's ruins. But Miss Dido Kent is less convinced that this was the reason for the accident, and is determined to find the real cause. Disregarding everyone else's certainty about the ghost, and endeavouring to take her mind off the financial troubles of her brothers, Dido turns all her mental energy to solving the mystery, and revisits the ruins to go over the facts of the accident, looking for clues as to its cause. But events start to seem more sinister when a human skeleton is found at the abbey. The remains are identified as those of a Miss Elinor Fenn, and letters come to light which hint at the reason for her death. But how is Miss Lambe's accident connected to this discovery? Did she see a ghostly warning? Or is there a rational explanation? Everyone is relying on Dido to find out.

It was published this month in the UK. It has 384 pages.


Also in the past week, I received INTELLIGENCE by Susan Hasler on the Kindle.


I think that is it.


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Today has been just yucky. At work, the network was nonfunctioning for over three hours which meant we couldn't access any programs which meant we couldn't do a blessed thing as the phone lines stacked up. Phones crazy all day. Had to stay late. Got home, Tug apparently should have been let outside before Steve left this morning because Tug had accidents from both ends in two rooms that I had to clean up. Steve -- too wimpy to do that duty -- took him for a walk. I'm tired and cranky but I have my book to read. A reward at the end of the day.


My Cowboys lost last night (to McNabb and Shanahan, dammit!) so it looks like it's going to be another long painful season. Tonight on tv I'll watch Lie to Me/Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations. And sleep and sleep tonight... and tomorrow ... will be another day.


Much love,

PK the Bookeemonster

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