Train Man by Andrew Mulligan

It’s my stop on the #blogtour for Train Man and I’m delighted to be hosting a #giveaway! Simply follow me and retweet my original tweet about the giveaway and answer the question! #Giveaway closes 6pm on 10th July and is UK only.

Synopsis

Michael is a broken man. He’s waiting for the 09.46 to Gloucester, so as to reach Crewe for 11.22: the platforms are long at Crewe, and he can walk easily into the path of a high-speed train to London. He’s planned it all: a net of tangerines (for when the refreshments trolley is cancelled), and a juice carton, full of neat whisky. To make identification swift, he has taped his last credit card to the inside of his shoe.

What Michael hasn’t factored in is a twelve-minute delay, which risks him missing his connection, and making new ones. He longs to silence the voices in his own head: ex-girlfriends, colleagues, and the memories from his schooldays, decades old. They all torment him. What Michael needs is somebody to listen.

A last, lonely journey becomes a lesson in the power of human connection, proving that no matter how bad things seem, it’s never too late to get back on track.

Journeys intersect. People find hope when and where they least expect it. A missed connection needn’t be a disaster: it could just save your life.

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Train Man is out now and you can buy it in hardcover here

My thanks go to Anne Cater of Random Things for the invitation to the #blogtour and for my beautiful proof copy.  Please do go check out the other posts on the #blogtour (see below).

Until next time!

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Sign of the Cross by Glenn Cooper

I am delighted to be a stop on the #blogtour for Sign of the Cross today and thrilled that I have the honour of sharing a piece of writing by the author of this fantastic book; Glenn Cooper.

Synopsis

Abruzzo, Italy: a young priest suffers the stigmata of the crucifixion.

The Vatican, Rome: the Pope calls on Harvard professor Cal Donovan to investigate the truth of the priest’s claim.

Berlin, Germany: a neo-Nazi organisation believes the priest is the key to an earth-shattering secret. A secret that can be used as a deadly weapon.

When the priest is abducted, a perilous race against the clock begins. Only Cal can track down the ruthless organisation and stop it, before an apocalyptic catastrophe is unleashed.

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A Life in Libraries

Glenn Cooper

Anyone who knows me well, knows that libraries are important in my life. My first exposure occurred when I was very young and my mother dragged me to a library where she was doing her dissertation work. I was given a book to occupy myself at a long wooden table in the reading room and taken into the stacks whenever she needed to find something. To me the stacks were mysterious, intriguing labyrinths that filled my nostrils with the mustiness that the best libraries emit. In college, my favorite place on the Harvard campus was the Widener Library, one of the largest in America, where the shelves seemed as endless as the infinite library Jorge Luis Borges conceived in The Library of Babel. Wandering through libraries and archives is my idea of heaven. To me, they are secular cathedrals celebrating the best of mankind—the drive to create and traffic in ideas.

When I became a novelist, my obsession with libraries bled into my books. It was Umberto Eco’s The Name of the Rose(where a library was central to the plot) that taught me that itwas possible to write a book that was esoteric, even quite academic, but also a page-turning thriller capable of capturing a large audience. With that as inspiration, I wrote my first thriller, Library of the Dead, where a vast, ancient library is the engine of the mystery, and two million copies sold in thirty translations later, my career was launched. Libraries continue to play leading roles in my books. In my current series, beginning with Sign of the Cross, Harvard professor of religion, Cal Donovan, is granted unique browsing rights to the Vatican Secret Archives and the Vatican Apostolic Library, a device that filled my head with plot ideas.

So, when it comes to my own library, I have always been particular. I own about five thousand books and still have every one I ever bought or inherited. Once in, never out. I like to arrange them by chapters of my life. I got my university degree in archaeology, so there are my anthropology and archaeology shelves. I studied and practiced medicine, so there are shelves on medicine, chemistry, biology. I attended film school, so there are books on film production and screenplays. For each novel I’ve written I’ve added sometimes hundreds of research books to my collection. I’m interested in history and literature and have a small collection of signed, first editions of my favorite authors. And of course, there are my own books.

Sign of the Cross triggered a buying spree on the esoteric topic of stigmatics—clergy members or lay people who develop bleeding manifestations of the wounds of Christ. In the book, Cal Donovan is asked by the Pope to do an informal, off-the-books investigation of a young stigmatic Italian priest who was rapidly developing a cult of followers. Was he a faker? Was he a true stigmatic? Why were powerful, shadowy figures willing to kill to uncover the origins of the priest’s stigmata? Now I own about three dozen books on stigmatics that I have organizedaround a small plaster bust of the most famous modern stigmatic, the Italian monk, Padre Pio.

When we decided to flee New England winters for Sarasota, Florida, I had a problem. I had a wonderful library in Massachusetts, but when we went hunting for a place to live, most houses were not only devoid of libraries, they were depressingly devoid of books! The house we settled upon had some built-in bookcases but they would not suffice.

Enter my son, a spacial genius, who mapped out a solution of turning the vaulted great room into a two-storey library with a gallery on one end and a library/writer’s loft on the other. Of course, we needed to create a hidden staircase and moveable bookcase to access the gallery that even Sherlock Holmes couldn’t find because, why not?

At night, I like to browse my library. With the simple act of letting my eye settle on this shelf, then that, I can wander through my past and think about things happy and sad, small and profound, the myriad words, sentences, paragraphs and chapters that comprise a life.

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About the author

Glenn Cooper chairs a media company, Lascaux Media, which produced three independent feature-length films. His debut novel, The Library of the Dead, became an international bestseller and was translated into thirty languages. All his seven published books have become top-ten international best-sellers.

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For me, the picture of Glenn’s library together with his sumptuous description is a total adjective hole: amazing; wondrous; idyllic, the list goes on!  What a fabulous space to reflect in, I’m unbelievably envious!

Sign of the Cross is published TODAY in paperback (4th July) in paperback and you can buy it here

My thanks go to Holly Domney and Black Thorn Books for the invitation to the #blogtour and for my copy of the book.

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If you enjoyed my post, please do check out my others and also the other stops on the #blogtour (see below).

Until next time!

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The Home by Karen Osman

It’s my stop on the #blogtour for The Home today and I’m delighted to share a short extract of the book with you all!

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Synopsis

It Was The One Place She Should Have Been Safe.

Angela was just a baby when she was abandoned, and a children’s home is no place to grow up. When manager Ray takes girls off to his ‘den’ in the garden, they always come back crying…

So, when wealthy couple James and Rosemary come to choose a child to adopt, Angela is desperate to escape.

Years later, Angela starts to search for her birth mother, Evelyn, hoping to heal the scars of her childhood. But strange and sinister events start to unfold. And Evelyn fears she may not survive her daughter’s return.

Extract

Rosemary

Damn. Rosemary knew James wouldn’t be able contain himself when it came to
Angela. But who could blame him, really? It had been a terrible shock. Still, this
wasn’t what they had agreed when they’d discussed it before Angela’s visit. On the contrary, they’d decided to keep the news to themselves for as long as they could. But that was James all over. She knew he was an emotional man when she’d married him. He said what he thought and didn’t give a fig for social convention or etiquette. Rosemary sat back with her sewing and reminded herself it was this that had attracted her to him in the first place. He was a charmer, a talker, and ultimately a salesman. It’s how he’d done so well for himself. He was also highly intelligent. The more academic side had come later, of course, when she’d encouraged him to get his degree at university. While he was slightly older than the majority of other students, he’d done it – First Class with Honours, too.

Not that it had made any difference to her parents. In Selina and Jonathan
Kershaw-Hughes’ opinion, education was just a minor consideration and, anyway, anyone could get into university these days. It was social standing, the family name, and connections that counted. James had none of those – well, none worthwhile in her parents’ eyes – and his East End accent didn’t help either. But at the time Rosemary was so in love she didn’t care.

She was still very much in love, although she couldn’t help wishing things had
turned out differently with her parents. If they were still alive today and saw how well her marriage had turned out, would they have accepted him eventually? She doubted it. Her parents had had serious plans for their only daughter and they didn’t include cavorting with someone completely unsuitable and unsavoury. Rosemary remembered the conversation well because they’d actually used those words. But despite their best efforts to find her a suitable match, she’d had no interest. She didn’t want to marry just anyone. Her mother would fret, constantly reminding her that she was running out of her best years, but Rosemary was far too focused on her work. She’d gone to university – a personal cause she’d battled for relentlessly until her parents finally agreed in the desperate hope that she would meet someone appropriate there. Yet, the
quiet libraries and study halls of New Hall at Cambridge held far more appeal than any social engagement could. It was 1954 and she knew that as soon as she got married and had children, she would have to stay at home. But for now, housekeeping and babies could wait. That was, until she’d met James.

She had been working in the office of London Transport when she first saw him.
She had nipped out for her lunch break and as the weather had been pleasant, she’d decided to eat in a nearby small park. He had offered her a cigarette and that had been that. She didn’t even smoke. But in that moment, she knew that nothing – not her parents, not her hard-earned degree, nor her career – would prevent her from being with him. She’d expected love to be complex and muddled, but when it had arrived it had been simple and effortless. It was only later that it started to get messy.

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The Home is out now in paperback and you can order it here

My thanks go to Vicky Joss of Aria Fiction for my beautiful proof copy.

If you enjoyed my post then please do check out my others and also the other stops on the #blogtour (see below).

Until next time!

@mrscookesbooks

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I Looked Away by Jane Corry

I’m so thrilled to be a stop on the #blogtour for the latest Jane Corry book: I Looked Away!

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Synopsis

Every Monday, 49-year-old Ellie looks after her grandson Josh. She loves him more than anyone else in the world. The only thing that can mar her happiness is her husband’s affair. But he swears it’s over now, and Ellie has decided to be thankful for what she’s got.

Then one day, while she’s looking after Josh, her husband gets a call from that woman. And just for a moment, Ellie takes her eyes off her grandson. What happens next will change her life forever.

Because Ellie is hiding something in her past.

And what looks like an accident could start to look like murder…

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My Thoughts

This book is narrated by three different voices: those of Ellie, Jo and an unknown, mysterious third person.  Ellie had a tortuous childhood, littered with loss, grief and sadness. Jo was dealt a few bad hands during her formative years and ended up on the streets. The unknown voice is a sadness all to themselves.

This book carefully examines the plight of the homeless in a powerful and thought provoking way, written with depth and heart; making for both a poignant and emotional read.

Corry demonstrates a flair for weaving complex emotional human issues with the galloping pace of a cracking psychological thriller.  This is a beautifully written, taut tale which broaches the subject of mental health delicately and sympathetically; in an informative yet not overwhelming way.

The short sharp chapters punctuated with anecdotes about various floral species made for a creepy yet speedy read.  I breathlessly turned the pages of this book, racing to the end – I just had to know what had happened!

Suspense, emotion, family drama and fear, this book has it all!

With a trademark killer twist that I DID NOT see coming, I was so pleased to find that everything fell neatly into place and nothing was left unfinished.  I really wasn’t expecting the book to end as it did!

This book was edgy, haunting and unsettling (with insightful observations of human behaviour to boot), and I would urge you all to add it to your holiday reading piles!

My thanks go to Jane Corry, Georgia Taylor and Penguin UK for the invitation to the #blogtour and for a proof copy in exchange for my honest review.  I Looked Away is out now in paperback and you can buy it here

If you enjoyed my post, please do check out my others and also the other stops on the mammoth #blogtour (see below).

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Until next time!

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Needlemouse by Jane O’Connor 🦔

I’m delighted to kick off the paperback #blogtour for Needlemouse today!  After hearing so many good things about this book (including comparisons to a couple of bestsellers), I was very keen to read it!

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Synopsis

Time to come out of hibernation…

Only Sylvia has a secret: she’s been in love with her boss, Professor Lomax, for over a decade now, and she’s sure he’s just waiting for the right time to leave his wife. Meanwhile she stores every crumb of his affection and covertly makes trouble for anyone she feels gets in his way.

But when a bright new PhD candidate catches the Professor’s eye, Sylvia’s dreams of the fairy tale ending she has craved for so long, are soon in tatters, driving her to increasingly desperate measures and an uncertain future.

Sylvia might have been sleep walking through her life but things are about to change now she’s woken up…

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My Thoughts

This was a highly anticipated read and I am so pleased to report that I was not disappointed.  This brilliant book was quirky, side splittingly funny and a total joy to read.

Sylvia is many things; she is ascerbic, self assured and utterly deluded.  She is spiteful and mean-spirited; prickly and unfriendly, critical and pompous.  And yet, Sylvia is also something else; she is devastatingly lonely and just wants to be loved.

Sylvia has fashioned her entire existence around her obscenely unhealthy obsession with her boss, Prof.  She is protective, both personally and professionally, of Prof and guards him jealously; always watching from the sidelines.  In her mind she has conjured him up as an ethereal being, an impossibly flawless person and her infatuation turns her into a becrazed stalker; following him across the continent and surreptitiously spying on him whilst meticulously meddling in his affairs.

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Without giving too much away, there is a point in the book where all things come to a head and Sylvia’s life comes crashing down around her ears.  At this point, I was so invested in her evil plans and so swept along by her designs, that I had to put the book down.  I couldn’t bear to see her life in such disarray.  After an epiphany and the realisation that she has become a product of her own making, Sylvia attempts to pick up the pieces of her life, using her work at the hedgehog sanctuary as a coping mechanism. Sadly the path to happiness is still not a smooth one.

Needlemouse is an uplifting feel-good novel which is both melancholy and heartwarming.  The absurdity with which Sylvia rationalises some of her outrageous decisions made me laugh out loud several times, as did her determined dedication to Prof and what she deemed best for him.  She goes to surprisingly great lengths to sabotage Prof’s plans, at times it was rather unsettling and edge-of-the seat stuff!  I really enjoyed Needlemouse and shall sadly miss Sylvia’s caustic tones.

This book is definitely one for fans of Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine (by Gail Honeyman) and The Cactus (by Sarah Haywood).  It’s out in paperback on 27th June and you can pre-order it here

My thanks go to Tracy Fenton of Compulsive Readers for the invitation to the #blogtour and to Tess Henderson and Ebury publishing for my beautiful proof copy in return for my honest review.  If you enjoyed my review, please do check out my other posts and also the other stops on the #blogtour (see below).

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