Nanna – you are truly missed. I remember fishing, prawning…nights by the river. I remember birthday cakes, Easter cakes, Christmas cakes …you were the social fabric that connected us and bound us together .
How true is this? Made me chuckle – Bob the Dog sits on you lap whilst you are reading – he snuggles in and makes himself at home 🙂
Cats also enjoy a cuddle – especially in this cooler autumn weather 🙂
Is anybody going to join me on the 7 day juice challenge?
I have done green juicing in the past – and have been saying for ages that I will embark on this regime again soon…NOW IS THE TIME.
In the past I found this style of fasting to promote clear eyes, clear skin, strong nails, lowers blood pressure and will help reduce weight – benefits we could all do with. And when following this regime I do not get hungry.
Check out the Hungry for Change site for more info.
Fresh Fork Publishing
After the ultimate betrayal, what is more important: trust or forgiveness? In KEEP NO SECRETS, the controversial follow-up to Compton’s debut legal thriller TELL NO LIES, a district attorney struggles to redeem himself after a one-night stand four years before damaged his marriage and professional reputation.
After surviving the private and public fallout from a one-night stand four years before, St. Louis DA Jack Hilliard wants nothing more than to be trusted again by his wife, Claire, and to earn back the respect of the community he serves. Since the day Claire accepted him back into the family, he’s vowed to be true to these goals, and so far he’s succeeded.
But all of Jack’s efforts begin to crumble when the woman involved in his earlier downfall, Jenny Dodson, returns to town claiming threats on her life and asking for his help, and resurrecting for Jack long-buried emotions and questions of her guilt for the murder of a client. Just when he thinks the pressure can’t get any worse, his son’s girlfriend, Celeste, accuses him of sexual assault, and he suddenly finds himself on the wrong end of a criminal case, battling for his freedom.
Can Jack trust his freedom to the legal system on which he built his career? Or will the ghost of his one-night stand four years before come back to haunt him, causing him to be convicted on the mistakes of his past?
This is a follow story to Tell No Lies that is written so well that it really isn’t necessary to read the earlier book – but I think I will follow this one up as I enjoyed this read so much. A legal procedural, psychological narrative revolving around family, moral dilemmas and lies – by omission and little white lies to save face and family and reputations. Compton is able to construct a believable tension that ripples through this story – creating a tsunami of emotion, intrigue and hope that eventually Jack will be redeemed and all will be happy ever after.
I really enjoyed this book which spins a web of conspiratorial intrigue whilst subtly questioning our understanding of forgiveness, love and family. How do we truly forgive and move on? Can we love more than one person? Jack loves his wife, he loves his family, his children, his work, he also loves Jenny Dodd (but he won’t admit this even to himself) – how does he make sense of his world especially in a time of trouble, confusion and trial by media, a time when he really needs emotional support and unconditional love himself?
Compton creates believable and empathetic characters whose stories put the spotlight on child abuse and domestic violence and how these crimes impact on the individuals involved and the greater community. I loved Jack – his loyalty, his sense of family, his vulnerabilities, and his passion for justice. I felt for his wife and her attempts to construct normality and family after a situation of such great personal betrayal. She wants to forgive and go back to their idyllic life but through her responses (or lack of) we see how difficult it is to truly forgive; it is easy to say the words. I felt for all involved. Compton shows us life is not always easy, decisions are not always black and white and sometimes we have to acknowledge that we cannot repair all damage and moral dilemmas are dilemmas. A great read.
Wishing you a fantastic day .
The past twenty four hours have been hectic, chaotic and frustrating. And that’s just the start of it. 🙂
- Written one book review. 🙂
- Had many Skype conversations/meetings – work related with the USA, UK, and Canada and consequently worked till midnight to accommodate all the time zones.
- I needed and had 2 glasses of red wine in between dinner and more calls and then at midnight – 2 small glasses of Lemon and Ginger Port. Ahhhhh.
- I slept for 8 hours then started again.
- I have sat by my phone waiting for a call that was supposed to happen immediately – 5 hours ago.
- I have finished the final stage in the pickling process of making olives.
- I have answered at least 30 emails.
- I have made lunch – albeit just cheese on toast!
- I am awaiting another call/email regarding filming protocols in Parliament.
- I have sent money overseas – an achievement in itself these days.
- I have hugged my dog.
- I have been impatient with my husband ( sorry – you know I dont do tired very well. I’ll try and be more patient in future).
How has your day been?
This novel is best read late at night, or around a camp fire or when snuggled up safe and warm in bed. It is horror story reminiscent of Rebecca by English author Daphne du Maurier, first published in 1938. Anyone who has read Rebecca (no matter how long ago they read the novel) will be able to recall it’s brooding oppressive threat of harm, of impending doom. Chesterton masters this effect – creating an atmosphere filled with tension, feeding the reader hints, giving clues as to what may possibly happen next, something sinister, something evil. Allowing the reader to connect the dots, to use their imagination, is a very powerful tool that works to create the tension that can be felt in your muscles, in your shoulders, in the tightness in your stomach as you read this book and anticipate the evil deeds that you know will follow.
About page seventy I actually put this book down and left it to see for a few days – this story really affected my imagination. I knew bad things were going to happen, I couldn’t stop them, I could see them coming and I wanted a little break from the tension. Saying this – this is not a gory, blood thirsty riot of microscopic detailed carnage; it is tension created by anticipation, tension created by the written word.
Chesterton does a great job – I have not felt this level of intense involvement in a novel for a very long. Reading this book is like viewing the shower scene in Hitchcock’s Psycho – you don’t exactly know what is behind that screen but you do know it is going to be…bad.
A great gothic style read.