Grade A #GuestReview: Waging a Good War by Thomas E. Ricks

Grade A #GuestReview: Waging a Good War by Thomas E. RicksWaging a Good War: A Military History of the Civil Rights Movement, 1954-1968 by Thomas E. Ricks
Format: ebook
Source: purchased from Amazon
Formats available: hardcover, paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: African American History, American History, Civil Rights Movement, nonfiction, U.S. history
Pages: 448
Published by Farrar Straus & Giroux on October 4, 2022
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In Waging a Good War, the bestselling author Thomas E. Ricks offers a fresh perspective on America’s greatest moral revolution—the civil rights movement of the 1950s and 1960s—and its legacy today. While the Movement has become synonymous with Martin Luther King, Jr.’s ethos of nonviolence, Ricks, a Pulitzer Prize–winning war reporter, draws on his deep knowledge of tactics and strategy to advance a surprising but revelatory idea: the greatest victories for Black Americans of the past century were won not by idealism alone, but by paying attention to recruiting, training, discipline, and organization—the hallmarks of any successful military campaign.

An engaging storyteller, Ricks deftly narrates the Movement’s triumphs and defeats. He follows King and other key figures from Montgomery to Memphis, demonstrating that Gandhian nonviolence was a philosophy of active, not passive, resistance—involving the bold and sustained confrontation of the Movement’s adversaries, both on the ground and in the court of public opinion. While bringing legends such as Fannie Lou Hamer and John Lewis into new focus, Ricks also highlights lesser-known figures who played critical roles in fashioning nonviolence into an effective tool—the activists James Lawson, James Bevel, Diane Nash, and Septima Clark foremost among them. He also offers a new understanding of the Movement’s later difficulties as internal disputes and white backlash intensified. Rich with fresh interpretations of familiar events and overlooked aspects of America’s civil rights struggle, Waging a Good War is an indispensable addition to the literature of racial justice and social change—and one that offers vital lessons for our own time.

My Review:

In his influential but incomplete work, On War, military theorist Carl von Clausewitz defines war as “an act of violence intended to compel our opponent to fulfil our will”. Martin Luther King, Jr., of course followed the example of Mohandas Gandhi in preaching and practicing nonviolence during the Civil Rights Movement and afterwards.

Violence on the one hand, nonviolence on the other. What does Clausewitz have to say to King? Quite a lot, actually, for what King was seeking was indeed to compel his opponents to accede to his will and liberate his compatriots from an unjust system. While the instruments of King’s will did not include bombs or guns directed at his oppressors, they did include thousands of people trained and sent on campaigns to sap the will of their opponents until they ultimately fell back.

Does this sound like a war? In his book Waging a Good War: A Military History of the Civil Rights Movement, 1954-1968, war correspondent Thomas E. Ricks makes the case that a military analysis of the strategies, operations, and tactics of the Civil Rights Movement offers a useful point of view for understanding its history — and applying its lessons to current and future conflicts.

Reality Rating A: While the idea of doing Clausewitzian analysis of King’s strategy is not new, military theory is not exactly the most common framework for viewing the Civil Rights Movement. Presumably few, if any, civil rights leaders were referring to their well-thumbed copies of Clausewitz. However, Ricks’ book makes it clear that the movement included many aspects of a series of military campaigns. For example, just as a U.S. soldier is not dropped onto a battlefield without having going through extensive training in their arms and tactics, civil rights protesters received extensive training on how to conduct themselves. That training was essential; very few people are naturally inclined to sit down in the face of mobs, howling dogs, and fire hoses without either fleeing or striking back.

The Civil Rights Movement conducted detailed reconnaissance of enemy territory before engaging in a campaign. Those campaigns included significant advance planning of the aims of the campaign as well as the logistics required – safe houses, escape routes, lists of sympathizers, and plain old cash. The very strategy of nonviolent direct action was very intentional.

Quoting King from “Letter from a Birmingham Jail”:

You may well ask: “Why direct action? Why sit ins, marches and so forth? Isn’t negotiation a better path?” You are quite right in calling for negotiation. Indeed, this is the very purpose of direct action. Nonviolent direct action seeks to create such a crisis and foster such a tension that a community which has constantly refused to negotiate is forced to confront the issue. It seeks so to dramatize the issue that it can no longer be ignored. My citing the creation of tension as part of the work of the nonviolent resister may sound rather shocking. But I must confess that I am not afraid of the word “tension.” I have earnestly opposed violent tension, but there is a type of constructive, nonviolent tension which is necessary for growth. Just as Socrates felt that it was necessary to create a tension in the mind so that individuals could rise from the bondage of myths and half truths to the unfettered realm of creative analysis and objective appraisal, so must we see the need for nonviolent gadflies to create the kind of tension in society that will help men rise from the dark depths of prejudice and racism to the majestic heights of understanding and brotherhood. The purpose of our direct action program is to create a situation so crisis packed that it will inevitably open the door to negotiation. I therefore concur with you in your call for negotiation. Too long has our beloved Southland been bogged down in a tragic effort to live in monologue rather than dialogue.

Jesse Jackson with Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. ( ca. 1966)

The Civil Rights Movement of course would have had little hope of forcing negotiations by violent actions; one against nine are never good odds. But what it could do was highlight injustice and create situations to encourage the state to overreact in the name of preserving that injustice. Fortunately for the protesters, that overreaction often ended up on the nightly television news. Over time, the will to maintain Jim Crow was whittled away as the contradictions revealed by the protests made the status quo untenable. (It is interesting to note the degree to which many of the opponents of the Civil Rights Movement were tactically and strategically stupid. Had more Southern police chiefs acted like Laurie Pritchett rather than Bull Connor by minimizing brutal responses to the protests, the Civil Rights Movement could easily have required much more time to achieve its aim.)

The foregoing just scratches the surface of Ricks’ book, which details the strategies and tactics of several campaigns including the Montgomery Bus Boycott, the lunch counter sit-ins, the Freedom Rides, and the March on Washington — as well as failed campaigns such as the one in Albany, Georgia. As such, it also serves as a useful capsule history of the Civil Rights Movement during 1954-1968, including the many leaders, foot-soldiers, and organizations involved — as well as their many disagreements. As with any war, the Civil Rights Movement has its casualties, which Ricks describes as well.

From one point of view, the Civil Rights Movement ended successfully with the passage of the Civil Rights Act. From another point of view, there is much left to do to pursue justice. These old challenges — as well as new threats to democracy — make Ricks’ military history of the Civil Rights Movement essential reading for those who want a clear-eyed history of its strategies and how they can be applied to current problems.

#AudioBookReview: The Murder at World’s End by Ross Montgomery

#AudioBookReview: The Murder at World’s End by Ross MontgomeryThe Murder at World's End (Stockingham & Pike, #1) by Ross Montgomery
Narrator: Joe Jameson, Derek Jacobi
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via Edelweiss, supplied by publisher via Libro.fm
Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: historical fiction, historical mystery, mystery
Series: Stockingham & Pike #1
Pages: 336
Length: 9 hours and 59 minutes
Published by HarperAudio, William Morrow on January 6, 2026
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Secrets, murder, and mayhem collide as this unlikely sleuthing duoan under-butler and a foul-mouthed octogenarianhunt a killer in a manor sealed against the end of the world.
Cornwall, 1910. On a remote tidal island, the Viscount of Tithe Hall is absorbed in feverish preparations for the apocalypse that he believes will accompany the passing of Halley's Comet. The Hall must be sealed from top to bottom—every window, chimney, and keyhole closed off before night falls. But what the pompous, dishonest Viscount has failed to take into account is the danger that lies within... By morning, he will be dead in his sealed study, murdered by his own ancestral crossbow.
All eyes turn to Steven Pike, Tithe Hall's newest under-butler. Fresh out of Borstal for a crime he didn't commit, he is the wrong man in the wrong place at the wrong time. His unlikely ally? Miss Decima Stockingham, the foul-mouthed, sharp as a tack, eighty-year-old family matriarch. Fearless and unconventional, she relishes chaos and puzzles alike, and a murder is just the thrill she's been waiting for.
Together, this mismatched duo must navigate secret passages, buried grudges, and rising terror to unmask the killer before it's too late...

My Review:

This isn’t merely a “locked room” mystery in the classic, “Golden Age” tradition, it goes two steps further to being a locked mansion and even a locked island mystery. Admittedly, by way of a day trip to, well, Crazytown.

Because Viscount Conrad Stockingham-Welt is out of his very tiny mind – not that he’d ever admit either that his mind is tiny or that he’d left all sense behind. He believes he’s a scientific genius. Then again, he also believes that the gases in the tail of Halley’s Comet are poisonous and that the Earth’s imminent 1910 transit through the comet’s tail is going to wipe out all life on the planet.

Except for the few members of Conrad’s family and staff that he has invited to his remote estate off the coast of Cornwall – at World’s End – to wait out the event sealed into the house with him, cut off from the outside world. Literally and figuratively, as Tithe Hall is on a spit of land that will be cut off from the mainland by the tides, AND because he’s ordered that every single person in the house be sealed ALONE into their rooms by blocking all the windows, doors, and even the keyholes from anything outside.

The scientific establishment of the day would tell him he was wrong – no matter how much of a panic the comet is causing in the newspapers and among the general populace. The scientific community certainly knows better and if Conrad were as much of a leading light in that community as he claimed, then he should have as well. Instead, even his non-scientific relatives are certain he’s lost the plot completely. But he controls all the family money and estates, and if he’s wrong that will be proven in the morning when the world survives the cataclysm he believes is coming.

Not that Conrad will be alive to deal with his mistaken beliefs. Because someone at Tithe Hall has taken advantage of the confusion to kill the odious man, leaving an obvious murder victim (no one can shoot a crossbow bolt into their OWN eye), a locked room, a confounding puzzle, and a plethora of possible suspects who should all be in the clear because they were all sealed inside their own rooms.

Except for two people. Either of whom should make a dandy scapegoat for the incompetent police inspector assigned to the case. And he certainly does try. But Decima Stockingham and Steven Pike are more than a match for a glory-seeking incompetent. And even for a diabolically clever murderer.

The Bayeaux Tapestry (late 11th century) depicting Halley’s Comet arrival in 1066

Escape Rating B+: This is going to be one of the most mixed of mixed feelings reviews. I feel as if I’m on the horns of multiple dilemmas with this book, and that I’m literally being poked by every single one of those horns.

The mystery itself is compelling, riveting, and all of the things it should be. I’m not quite sure it’s exactly a fair play mystery like the Golden Age mysteries that it pays homage to, but it does an excellent job of keeping the reader guessing until almost the very last page.

I mean, I was starting to get glimmers really close to the end, but I wasn’t there yet until the villain finally revealed their previously hidden hands and motives.

Part of what makes this much fun is that the victim so obviously deserved it. And had, in fact, spent decades courting it even as they counted on their privilege to keep it from happening. He was such a complete arsehole – even beyond what we see in the story’s current events – that it’s not a surprise that one of his many victims took the opportunity he handed to them on a silver platter to do him in.

Howsomever, what kept bogging the pace down was the choice of perspective. Or rather, both of the choices of perspective. The story is told from the first-person point of view of Steven Pike, the brand-new under-footman who arrives just as Tithe Hall is closing down for the comet. On the one hand, Pike’s lack of knowledge of or investment in any of the characters makes him a perfect outside observer for the very much insider events. OTOH, he’s an ex-con, a secret that the butler seems to be willing to keep for him. Which leaves Pike a) beholden to the butler in a really big way; and b) scared out of his wits every single minute once the murder is discovered because his outsider status AND his big secret make him an easy scapegoat for everyone.

Because we’re in Pike’s head (very much so with the excellent vocal narration by Joe Jameson) we suffer with him every time he panics internally. And he panics a lot for very good reasons. Howsomever, he panics a LOT.

Being inside his head makes us empathize with him, which means that we feel it whenever he or any of the Hall’s servants get mistreated – which is all the time. They’re treated abominably, expected to cook and clean and bow and scrape, verbally abused at every single turn, AND expected to be grateful for it. (I’m still reflexively cringing at my own past reading of mysteries like this one where that behavior was common and expected and this reader didn’t bat an eye at it.)

There’s also a second narrator, a third person omniscient perspective, who is both observing the movements of the murderer in the shadows AND reading the (real, true) newspaper headlines of the time period. That second narrator is voiced by Sir Derek Jacobi, and, while I enjoyed his parts of the story, I found myself wondering what he was doing here and how he was induced to do this. From a story perspective, the newspaper articles were informative but the attempt at adding suspense by showing the hidden killer’s movements worked less well, at least for this reader. (And Jacobi’s voice sounded a lot like he did when he played Claudius in I, Claudius way back when, which was both nostalgic and just a bit weird. YMMV)

What makes this story ultimately work – and keeps the reader following along – isn’t Pike because he’s not really the protagonist. He is not the one moving events – he’s just reacting to those events, often by quite reasonably quaking in his boots.

The protagonist, the true mover and shaker of this story, is eighty-year-old Decima Stockingham. She’s got a fouler mouth than any sailor, says “fuck” pretty much every other word with great vigor due to constant, extreme provocation by the world and everyone and everything in it – and is absolutely determined to solve the murder.

Just as Pike pushes Decima in her bath chair, she pushes Pike forward, out of his comfort zone, into extreme danger AND manages to corner the killer and save the day.

In the end, as much as the underpinnings of the story, along with Pike’s justified but constant refrain of “Oh, woe is me!” often slowed the pace down – the mystery itself is a delightfully twisted puzzle. It’s very much a combination of Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None with the scientific misinformation and “locked island” vibes of Erik Larson’s No One Goes Alone, combined with the attitudes of the movie Gosford Park and the public panic of the War of the Worlds 1938 radio broadcast and an ending right out of the TV series Mrs. Bradley Mysteries featuring Dame Diana Rigg and Neil Dudgeon (Rigg was younger than Decima at the time and Dudgeon was a lot better able to stand up for himself than Pike but I think the resemblance between the relationships holds all the same).

All of which leads right into this being the first book in a projected series, featuring Decima Stockingham as a private detective and Steven Pike as her assistant and bath-chair pusher. I’m curious as hell to see how that’s going to go.

Wish Big Giveaway Hop

Welcome to the Wish Big Giveaway Hop, hosted by Mama the Fox and Mom Does Reviews!

Today is also Presidents Day. Or as an old friend used to quip, Birthington’s Washday. Make of that what you will.

But this is the “Wish Big” hop, which means that you might be wishing you had this holiday off. Or that it was a longer weekend. Or both! While you’re wishing, why not “WISH BIG” like the hop theme says?

It’s a small wish around here – or not so small considering the size of both George and Tuna – but we got a new gaming chair this weekend and we’re wishing that one or more of the cats would pose on either the new chair or the old chair now that we’ve set it up in a prime corner of the living room. But cats are a bit perverse, they NEVER do what their humans want them to, so I expect we’ll be waiting awhile and when it happens neither of us will have a camera-equivalent device within reach!

So, what’s at the top of your wish list right now? Share in the widget for your chance at Reading Reality’s usual giveaway hop prize, the winner’s choice of a $10 Amazon Gift Card or $10 in Books.

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The Sunday Post AKA What’s on my (Mostly Virtual) Nightstand 2-15-26

Yesterday was Valentine’s Day, so it seemed like a good idea to include a lovely picture of one of our little loves. This is obviously Princess Luna of the little white feets, catching a nap in a sunbeam and looking cute and adorable. As she does. She’s certainly more ‘beautifully’ posed than last week’s snap of her brother Tuna!

This is one of those week’s where there’s both a BOOK of the week and an AUDIOBOOK of the week. Agnes Aubert’s Mystical Cat Shelter was a lot of fun, filled with magic and cats and even a cat who takes off with the villain of the piece. Because cats.

Trailbreaker was just every bit as compelling as Homemaker – and even a bit more. I’ve been talking the series up with every reader I know. Any story that could keep me riveted by both its mystery AND its domesticity is definitely something to shout about!

Current Giveaways:

Autographed copies of Homemaker and Trailbreaker and MORE from the authors of Trailbreaker
$10 Gift Card or $10 in Books in the Winter 2025-2026 Seasons of Books Giveaway Hop

Blog Recap:

A- #BookReview: The Rainseekers by Matthew Kressel
Grade A #BookReview: Agnes Aubert’s Mystical Cat Shelter by Heather Fawcett
A- #BookReview: After the Fall by Edward Ashton
Grade A #AudioBookReview: Trailbreaker by Ruthie Knox and Annie Mare + Giveaway
B #BookReview: The Midnight Taxi by Yosha Gunasekera
Stacking the Shelves (692): Valentines Day Edition

Coming This Week:

Wish Big Giveaway Hop
The Murder at World’s End by Ross Montgomery (#AudioBookReview)
The Patient by Tim Sullivan (#BookReview)
Perun’s Hammer by Ian Heller (#BookReview)
Remember That Day by Mary Balogh (#BookReview)

Stacking the Shelves (692): Valentines Day Edition

Happy Valentine’s Day! If your loves are human, I hope you’re able to celebrate in in whatever way works for you. If your loves are four-legged and furry, I hope they don’t leave you too many presents of the ‘unfortunate’ kind. With cats that either means they’ve caught prey FOR YOU, or they’ve left a hairball and neither are anything their human wants.

If you’re against this whole Valentine’s idea but you like fanfiction, tomorrow is Evil Author Day and there will be a whole bunch of new, interesting but most likely incomplete (that’s the evil part) stories to look at in the collection on Archive of Our Own tomorrow. In the meantime, you can check out the current archives while getting through today.

I thought about doing a romance-themed Stack, or just pink and red Stack, but it wasn’t working out at all. Still, there a few romances in this stack, so they’ll just have to be highlighted, won’t they?

The two really pretty covers in this Stack are Cleopatra, which is not a romance, along with The Foursome and The Lies that Summon the Night which are, at least sorta/kinda. As the song said, “two out of three ain’t bad”.

A lot of the books in this particular stack are actually about love gone wrong in one way or another, but Cherry Baby, Ghalen, and Once and Again are stories where love, not always of the romantic sort, does eventually come ’round right. Mostly. Probably. The proof, as always, is in the reading.

Got anything interesting – or Valentine-y – in your stack this week?

For Review:
The Anniversary by Alex Finlay
Caller Unknown by Gillian McAllister
The Caretaker by Marcus Kliewer
Cherry Baby by Rainbow Rowell
Cleopatra by Saara El-Arifi
Cruelty Free by Caroline Glenn
The Exes by Leodora Darlington
The Foursome by Christina Baker Kline
Ghalen by Walter Mosley
The Girl with a Thousand Faces by Sunyi Dean
The Girls Trip by Ally Condie
The Hospital at the End of the World by Justin C. Key
Lake Effect by Cynthia D’Aprix Sweeney
Last One Out by Jane Harper
The Lies that Summon the Night by Tessonja Odette
Missing Sister by Joshilyn Jackson
The New Neighbors by Claire Douglas
Once and Again by Rebecca Serle
Only Spell Deep by Ava Morgyn
Operation Bounce House by Matt Dinniman
You Should Have Been Nicer to My Mom by Vincent Tirado


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#BookReview: The Midnight Taxi by Yosha Gunasekera

#BookReview: The Midnight Taxi by Yosha GunasekeraThe Midnight Taxi by Yosha Gunasekera
Format: eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via NetGalley
Formats available: paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: crime thriller, legal thriller, mystery, suspense, thriller
Pages: 336
Published by Berkley on February 10, 2026
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When the last fare of the night turns up dead in her backseat, a Sri Lankan American taxi driver works off the clock to clear her name in this mystery novel by debut author Yosha Gunasekera.

Siriwathi Perera doesn’t quite know where she’s going in life. She never expected to be a taxicab driver in New York City, struggling to make ends meet and still living with her parents at twenty-eight. The true-crime podcasts that keep Siri company as she drives don’t do much to make up for the legal career she imagined for herself, or the brother she’s grieving.

When public defender Amaya Fernando gets into her cab, they make a quick connection through their shared Sri Lankan roots. Siri, whose social circle is limited to her grade-school best friend, Alex, thinks things might finally be looking up with this new potential friendship. But she’s suddenly dropped into her own true crime when she discovers her next passenger murdered in the backseat, and she has to call Amaya sooner than she’d expected.

Pinned as the obvious and only suspect, and desperate to clear her name, Siri chases down leads across the boroughs of New York City with Amaya’s help. But with her court date looming, they have just five days to find out who really killed the midnight passenger—or Siri’s life will be over before she can even truly live it.

My Review:

This review is being posted on Friday the 13th. Which is kind of fitting because on the night this story opens, let’s just say that if it weren’t for bad luck Siriwathi Perera wouldn’t have any luck at all. A situation that manages to get a whole lot worse before it finally turns the corner.

Siriwathi thinks she’s being observant. She also thinks she’s doing more or less okay, for variations of okay that really aren’t. Her observation skills are in about as good a condition as the rest of her life. Meaning not very.

As a late-night New York City taxi driver, one of a small percentage of female cabbies, she thinks she’s being careful, and she mostly is. At least as much as she cares to be. Because life, and her immigrant family’s well-being, financial and otherwise, has been stuck in limbo and sinking fast since her older brother died of cancer a couple of previously. Taking the family’s future along with him.

Still, she really should have paid considerably more attention when she picked her last fare of the night – and all along the way from the pickup point near the night court all the way out to JFK Airport. Because somewhere along that way whose details she doesn’t fully remember, at some point when her attention was distracted by the drive, the traffic, or the true crime podcast she was listening to, someone, somehow, reached into her locked taxicab and shoved a knife through her passenger’s heart.

The police are absolutely certain she must have done it. Siriwathi is a brown-skinned female immigrant, the victim was locked inside her cab, and that’s all they need to know. Or care to find out.

She has five days to figure out who really ‘dunnit’, with the surprisingly enthusiastic assistance of her public defender and the neverending support of her childhood bestie. Not that they have much in the way of clues, motives or even information to begin with.

That their very first clue is a real, live python does not exactly bode well for their success. But Frankie does at least represent the shape of things to come. Because clearly there’s a snake – or more than one – hidden in the grass somewhere in this mess. It’s up to Siri, Amaya and Alex to figure out who it might be before Siriwathi is condemned to life in prison for a murder that she didn’t even know had happened until it was much too late.

Escape Rating B: This ended up being a bit of a mixed feelings review. Mostly good mixed feelings, because the story has a LOT of good in it in a lot of ways. But it’s also carrying a lot of weight in its backstory and setup, and it’s trying to do a lot of things with that weight, along with telling a compelling mystery. It’s just, as I keep saying, a LOT, and jam-packed with that lot over less than 350 pages.

First – and last – this is a mystery. Siriwathi has five days to figure out who murdered her passenger or she’ll be the one doing time for it. The deck is obviously stacked against her for reasons that are all too clear to her. She’s a woman, she’s brown, she’s poor, and she’s an immigrant. As her public defender puts it, for people like Siri, it’s not the “criminal justice system” no matter what Siri thought she knew based on TV crime dramas and true crime podcasts. For people like Siri – and her lawyer Amaya – it’s the ‘criminal legal system’ and there’s no ‘justice’ to be had. Not for either of them.

Siriwathi knows she’s in trouble, and she’s scared about it and angsting over it – justifiably so. Who wouldn’t be? But from a story perspective, every time she gets caught up in that grinding angst, the story grinds to a crawl. The pacing for her angst fests breaks the flow of the mystery, which should be moving to the sound of a loudly ticking clock because her time really is running out. But the clock stops for her internal dialog, which is utterly justified but more than a bit repetitious.

The pace also slows down when Siri gets caught up in her memories, which she also does often. Admittedly they’re useful for revealing her character’s backstory and they’re not the same memory each time so not repetitious at all – even when those memories are circling around the big thing that Siri doesn’t want to get into because it will just make her angst even more. But combined with the angst-fests the mystery pace does not keep proceeding apace as it should. At least not until the 2/3rds mark when the red herrings finally school into a gigantic clue-by-four that Siri doesn’t see the full dimensions of until it’s actually too late.

Even if it does give new meaning to the old cliche about a true friend being someone who will help you hide a body.

Threaded throughout all of that, this story is also a love letter to New York City – not the parts the tourists flock to, but the REAL NYC, the places where people live and work and somehow manage to hang onto to their communities and their enclaves despite the rising prices of gentrification and the drive for the new and trendy that follows in its wake.

In the end, I wanted to find out whodunnit and how and why, because the crime itself had a kind of locked room – or at least locked taxi – fascination and I certainly liked the characters and wanted them to succeed. I just didn’t feel as outright compelled to do so as I often am in a mystery.

Based on the teaser at the end of the book, The Midnight Taxi is the first book in a mystery series wrapped around Siriwathi’s and Amaya’s investigations. A story which already looks like it will go at a faster pace now that the heavy lifting of series setup has been done. I’m looking forward to exploring more of their city – and its crimes – with them.

Grade A #AudioBookReview: Trailbreaker by Ruthie Knox and Annie Mare + #Giveaway

Grade A #AudioBookReview: Trailbreaker by Ruthie Knox and Annie Mare + #GiveawayTrailbreaker (Prairie Nightingale) by Ruthie Knox, Annie Mare
Narrator: Mia Hutchinson-Shaw
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via NetGalley
Formats available: paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: domestic thriller, mystery, suspense, thriller
Series: Prairie Nightingale #2
Pages: 299
Length: 10 hours and 3 minute
Published by Thomas & Mercer on January 27, 2026
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Suspicions that a serial killer is terrorizing a pristine tourist spot draw a single mom and budding private investigator into a twisting and deepening mystery of secrets and murder.

Single mom and newly minted private investigator Prairie Nightingale has opened the doors of her Green Bay, Wisconsin, agency and is ready for work. She and her crew aren’t quite prepared for their first client, Bernie Dubicki, a notorious online journalist and not-altogether-reliable provocateur, who claims the idyllic vacation destination of nearby Door County is home to a serial killer.

She’s pinpointed four seemingly unrelated deaths that haven’t raised suspicions for anyone else. But when a college student vanishes, Bernie’s sizable retainer convinces Prairie to help connect the dots. And trusted, flirty FBI agent Foster Rosemare thinks Bernie might be onto something. Prairie never expected her first investigation to be so big—like Dateline big—but she does have an inquiring mind and a knack for seeing things no one else can.

In this case she’ll have to look deep—not only into the secrets of strangers, but into Door County’s woods—to solve a mystery decades in the making.

My Review:

I had missed the first book in the Prairie Nightingale series, Homemaker, when it came out last year. I have to confess that I probably bounced right off that title and didn’t look more deeply. (I REALLY don’t do domestic.)

About Last Night by Ruthie KnoxBUT, then I saw this tour, and did look more closely at the authors’ names and remembered that I loved both their books (About Last Night for Knox and The Story Guy for Mare writing as Mary Ann Rivers) but hadn’t picked up on anything new in a while. So I went back and picked up Homemaker and I absolutely ADORED it.

Clearly, you can’t judge a book by either its cover OR its title – and I should know better. (Not that I can’t be tempted by an intriguing one or the other.)

Trailbreaker picks up right where Homemaker left off. Well, sorta/kinda. Because it’s been a year for them, and not nearly as productive or profitable a year as they’d hoped. Prairie, Marian, Joyce and Emma started Prairie Hawk Investigations on a high after the successful – if tragic – conclusion of the Radcliffe case in Homemaker.

But they couldn’t use that case as a way of drumming up business. The credit went to law enforcement, and Prairie agreed not to talk about her contribution. A contribution without which the case would NEVER have been solved. But that’s Prairie all over.

The Story Guy by Mary Ann RiversOnly the people who know about Prairie’s involvement well, know. Along with some people who made it their business to know. And that’s where Bernie Dubicki comes in.

Bernie, an eccentric, wealthy, resident of Door County Wisconsin, KNOWS in her gut that something is wrong in HER county. But she can’t put her finger on exactly what – and neither can the legions of fans who follow her “Back Door” online newsletter and gossip sheet.

But Bernie has money to burn and Prairie Hawk desperately needs a new, paying, client so they can clean the literal mouse poop out of their office. Bernie thinks she’s going to run the investigation and micromanage Prairie Hawk every step of the way, because she’s a steamroller with a bee in her bonnet and that’s pretty much her modus operandi for living.

So she’s not surprised that Prairie Hawk takes her case – after all, her retainer check is going to keep them afloat for months and she knows it. But she is surprised – and eventually (EVENTUALLY!) respectful – when Prairie Nightingale takes the reins. Bernie hired them for their principles. But a LOT of their principles are firmly wrapped in standing their own ground and investigating a case their own way – regardless of what the client demands.

As much as the agency needs Bernie’s money, they’re not willing to compromise themselves or their ethics for it. That ground is hard won for all of them, and they’re not ceding it to a rich woman looking for validation of her pet conspiracy theories.

Which doesn’t mean that Bernie’s wrong about most – if not all of what she’s fixated on. There is something going on – including but not limited to incompetence or rug sweeping or corruption on the part of the Door County Sheriff’s department stretching back decades.

It’s going to take Prairie Hawk Investigations and every single resource they can bring to bear – especially themselves – to unknot the tangled web of coincidences, mysterious thefts, murders ruled accidents, and missing women to get to the heart of what – or who – has gone wrong in Door County’s backwoods.

And the clock is ticking, because the last victim of whatever or whoever this is, is still missing, PRESUMED dead a year after she disappeared. Miray Küçükgenç might still be alive. But the clock is ticking and it’s getting so loud that Prairie herself can’t stop hearing it. She’s determined to bring Miray home – whatever it takes and whoever it takes down along the way.

Escape Rating A: Trailbreaker was even better than Homemaker, which is saying something because I LOVED Homemaker a whole lot. What makes this one better, IMHO, is that Homemaker was, of necessity, a whole lot of setup for the series and for Prairie’s detective agency, Prairie Hawk Investigations.

THIS story is all about their first investigation as an official team. And it’s a doozy. (It was also so damn compelling – or compulsive – that as much as I was REALLY enjoying the audiobook narrated by Mia Hutchinson-Shaw, I couldn’t stop myself from continuing each day’s listen with even more reading. In the end I read as much as I listened. The audio was TERRIFIC, but reading is FAST.)

Part of what captivated me was the way that it grounds itself in what’s gone before while still moving forward. And I’m saying that even though that means that the place where this second book starts is with that ground in a bit of a hard freeze.

Because Prairie Hawk isn’t doing all that well a year after the events in Homemaker – and for reasons that are realistic on multiple levels. It’s not just that Prairie gave away the opportunity to publicize their foundational achievement in the Radcliffe case, but that her need to solve the puzzle, provide closure for the family, and especially to accommodate law enforcement, is very much part and parcel of how women are socialized. She’s expected to step back, and she does even though she already knows she shouldn’t.

And that issue is part of what makes Prairie Hawk’s contracts so stringent when it comes to standing their own ground, because it’s hard for all of them.

Also, for the past year, Prairie has let herself get dragged back into the self-effacing and self-erasing patterns of attending to every domestic crisis in her own household and not training her ex-husband to take the times and dates and responsibilities he AGREED to at the start of the business. The constant interruptions to Prairie’s time and derailments of Prairie’s business plans and work have consumed the agency – and it’s up to her not to keep falling into that.

We understand why she does because those old roles are comfortably familiar (if not always comfortable in any other sense) in a way that being the leader of her own business is not. But she’s exasperated her colleagues to the point where Bernie’s self-motivated intervention drops like a bomb into the middle of Prairie Hawk’s “come-to-Jesus” meeting with Prairie Nightingale about the way her domestic distractions are distracting their entire enterprise.

Which, by a circuitous route, leads back to the mouse poop on the conference room table and the team’s varying, but typical for each individual, reactions to it.

Bernie Dubicki serves as the team’s wake-up call in multiple ways. First and most obvious, she has a case for them, and enough money to make them think more than twice about doing anything other than taking it.

Bernie, herself is actually the biggest drawback to the case, almost but not quite enough to outweigh the size of her bankroll. On the one hand, Bernie’s very up front with the fact that she was looking for an all-woman detective agency that would actually LISTEN to her, because law enforcement clearly is not.

OTOH, Bernie is a steamroller, which is part of why law enforcement isn’t listening to her. If she were a man, her steamroller tendencies would be seen as the strength of conviction, but in a woman it’s all chalked up to over-reacting and a need for attention. (We’ve ALL heard that one before IRL.) At the same time, there’s a clear undercurrent that Bernie knows that Prairie Hawk is desperate for a case, and figures she can steamroller them into investigating HER pet theories and following HER lead and being HER mouthpiece.

So while Bernie’s case is the making of Prairie Hawk Investigation in a lot of ways, this case also prods Bernie into a whole lot of changes of her own. Not so much the making of Bernie as the remaking of Bernie with a bit more understanding of the people around her.

But it’s the case that keeps the reader following along with Prairie, possibly trying to put a foot on an imaginary accelerator for the story every bit as much and as often as Prairie is trying to pump on an imaginary brake when her daughter is driving – after said daughter side-swiped a pedestrian in her first attempt at taking her driving test.

The case is, just as the agency and the story itself are, female-centric, female-forward and female-focused. While it’s the last victim (so far and Prairie’s hoping to keep it that way) that has Prairie’s mom-senses tingling, the whole chain of crimes is not as equal opportunity as it appears on the surface in a really terrible way. Both men and women get robbed and murdered along this criminal’s path. But the men just get killed – the women get abducted and held, somewhere, for days or weeks or in the last case nearly a year so far. All the murders get chalked up to death by misadventure or accident, this missing persons cases get labelled as ‘running away’, but in the case of the women’s murders or disappearances evidence gets outright ignored that doesn’t fit the easiest theory.

It’s up to Prairie and her team to take Bernie’s conspiracy theories and set them aside, while still investigating the individual crimes that stretch back decades, to do the coordination that law enforcement seemingly can’t or won’t. Which they do. And it’s an absolute blast to watch them work, struggle with their internal issues and team-building, and work some more.

And get the job that no one else has managed to do, done. In time to save one missing young woman, while bringing closure to a whole bunch of grieving families AND putting the guilty behind bars.

Two final notes as I close. There’s one thing that nagged at me, and I recognize that it’s very much a ‘me’ thing but still. The ending of Prairie Hawk’s case was just right. It provided the best outcome for the victims and their families, rescuing the girl who could still be rescued, closing out several missing persons cases, providing a kind of emotional restitution to families who were told their loved one had committed suicide when they’d been murdered, etc., etc., along with putting Prairie Hawk Investigations back in the black and hopefully on track.

But I missed a scene I desperately wanted, where all those law enforcement agencies who did a ton of rug sweeping got hauled onto the carpet by someone and accepted – or rejected – delivery of a righteous lecture detailing just how badly they all effed up. Because they did. (Unless, of course, Prairie Hawk’s caseload is going to get built on picking up after law enforcement’s rug sweeping and effing up and in that case never mind.) I still wanted to see that message delivered by someone, even if it had to be FBI Agent Foster Rosemare and his semi-retired intelligence agent dad.

Second, I do enjoy the understated, hesitant, step forward and back romance between Prairie and Foster Rosemare. I’m not saying they should pick up the pace because it feels right this way under their circumstances. But there’s starting to be a feeling that what’s keeping the pace so slow is at least partly the long arm of coincidence inserting interruptions and taking him out of town at critical moments. That long arm can get brittle if it gets too long and starts seeming too coincidental. It’s not there yet but it is getting there. (My two cents and your reading mileage may vary.)

All in very much all in this case, I had an excellent reading/listening time with Prairie Nightingale and Trailbreaker. I wasn’t ready to let this book end at all – no matter how much I raced to find out how it ended. Which means that I’m thrilled that the next book in the series, Believer, is coming in September. I’m already looking forward to it.

I hope I’ve teased you sufficiently that you’ll give Prairie Nightingale’s investigations a try. And if you’d like to take another metaphorical tromp through the Door County backwoods after you finish Trailbreaker, take a look at Annelise Ryan’s Monster Hunter Mysteries, starting with A Death in Door County. Just something to tide you over while, like me, you’re itching for Prairie Hawk’s next case.

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A- #BookReview: After the Fall by Edward Ashton

A- #BookReview: After the Fall by Edward AshtonAfter the Fall by Edward Ashton
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Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: dystopian, post apocalyptic, science fiction
Pages: 288
Published by St. Martin's Press on February 24, 2026
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Part alien invasion story, part buddy comedy, and part workplace satire
Would humans really make great pets?
Humans must be silent. Humans must be obedient. Humans must be good.
All his life, John has tried to live by those rules. Most days, it’s not too difficult. A hundred and twenty years after The Fall, and a hundred years after the grays swept in to pick the last dregs of humanity out of the wreckage of a ruined world, John has found himself bonded to Martok Barden nee Black Hand, one of the "good" grays. Sure, Martok is broke, homeless, and borderline manic, but he’s always treated John like an actual person, and sometimes like a friend. It’s a better deal than most humans get.
But when Martok puts John’s bond up as collateral against an abandoned house in the woods that he hopes to turn into a wilderness retreat for wealthy grays, John learns that there are limits to Martok’s friendship. Soon he finds himself caught between an underworld boss who thinks Martok is something that he very much is not, a girl who was raised by feral humans and has nothing but contempt for pets like John, and Martok himself, whose delusions of grandeur seem to be finally catching up with him.
Also, not for nothing, something in the woods has been killing people.
John has sixty days before Martok’s loan comes due to unravel the mystery of how humans wound up holding the wrong end of the domestication stick and find a way to turn Martok’s half-baked plans into profit enough to buy back his life, all while avoiding getting butchered by feral humans or having his head crushed by an angry gray. Easy peasy, right?

My Review:

I think I’ve read everything this author has published from Mickey7 onwards, and they’ve all been fascinating in their very different ways. But taken as a whole, these works have one fantastic thing in common – in the end, they don’t go to any of the places that the reader thinks they will at the beginning.

I lied. They all have a second thing in common as well, and it’s that they do not tell their stories from a position of human superiority. From a human perspective, yes, but in situations and worlds where humans are not superior – even if they think they are.

John has no pretensions to superiority. Also no last name, surname or designation of clan affiliation. Because in this future Earth, he’s nothing and nobody. He’s not even a person – he’s just a bondsman. He’s not even property. He’s just a pet.

John’s world is Earth, as the title suggests, after the fall. After both some kind of apocalypse AND after the invasion of an alien species who claims to have ‘saved’ the few human survivors from the consequences of their own destructive natures. And have then done their level best to breed those destructive tendencies out of the descendants of those who were left.

The ‘Grays’ saw the humans as wolves, and they bred us down to dogs. Then treated humans worse than the previously dominant humans treated their own pets. And set up the rules so that their bondsmen can be killed even more capriciously, upon any pretext whatsoever – or none at all.

The thing is that John’s life as the friend/companion/pet of Martok Barden AKA Black Hand is a better life than most of his people have. Not that Martok is wealthy or that John’s life is privileged in material goods, but that Martok mostly, sorta/kinda, treats John as family. However much or little Martok has at any given time – and it’s often quite little indeed – he shares it equally with John.

But John is not free. Martok owns his bond. And, in order to fund Martok’s latest scheme to make them rich – a scheme that John is certain is no more likely to succeed than any of Martok’s other such schemes – Martok has put John’s bond up as collateral for the loan he needs to set things up.

Martok has 60 days to make enough of a profit to pay back the loan AND make the FIRST payment on John’s bond. John has no expectation of this happening as it’s never happened before and Martok, as usual, is spending money like water while he has it.

John is scared and desperate. He’s sure his situation is hopeless – and it might very well be. Which is when, in his desperation, he tells a big lie, discovers it’s a big truth, and learns that the world he was born into is bigger, smaller and a whole hell of a lot different than anything he ever imagined.

And that it might still kill him before he figures out, not so much a way out as, well, anything at all.

Escape Rating A-: If this reminds me of any of this author’s work, it’s definitely Mickey7, but not in any of the ways that one might think. Because Mickey7 tells a serious story with a lot of wry, grim, and even gallows humor, and After the Fall has much the same tone, even if the SFnal tropes it’s poking at are entirely different.

Mickey7 poked at colonization stories, After the Fall plays havoc with post-apocalypse scenarios AND alien invasion stories in ways that this reader has seen spread across several stories, but not all in the same place.

At first After the Fall reminded me a whole hell of a lot of Adrian Tchaikovsky’s Ogres – but that’s not all. Because the alien invasion scenario has a LOT of elements of Anna Hackett’s Hell Squad series, at least if you squint. It wasn’t until the end that I came to the conclusion that, more than anything, After the Fall has a TON of bits from Planet of the Apes, and that’s more than a bit of a shocker that I’m still reeling from.

Let me back up and explain – or at least try.

John’s future Earth is one where humanity destroyed most of the place. It’s not specified, but there are hints of a climate apocalypse and/or a biological warfare catastrophe. After humans fouled their own nests, the ‘Grays’ swept in, conquered the remaining human population, and are clinging to a small scrap of territory that can still support life. ANY life.

Which is where John comes in, 120 years after the Fall and 100 years after the Grays arrived, decimated the remaining human population with superior technology and weaponry AND imposed their laws and began their breeding program.

John is the product of generations of programming to be subservient and obedient, to do what he’s told and live in fear of getting it wrong and being immediately executed. But Martok is not the usual Gray, he really does treat John as much like a friend as their situation allows, and doesn’t see how far the power imbalance between them makes John’s feelings for him and about their situation a whole hell of a lot more complicated.

And it’s that part of the story that makes Martok’s scheme go pear-shaped in ways that he doesn’t expect. Ironically, it’s also where a lot of the gallows humor comes in as John lives every day with the certain knowledge that it might be his last and that it will be his fault. Which doesn’t keep him from thinking that Martok’s ambitions will ALWAYS exceed his grasp (a lot of families have someone EXACTLY like Martok with big plans and poor follow through).

(Also, and just FYI, I kept visualizing the Grays as looking a lot like Roz in Monsters, Inc. only, of course, GRAY. I don’t know exactly why that’s the picture that popped into my head, but it did add to the underlying humor of Martok as a character.)

But their situation forces John to start thinking and not just reacting, especially when Martok throws a smartass human tween called Six into the mix. With all the consequences of putting a tween’s snark and sass into a situation where everything could be questioned but hasn’t been.

That a part of the plot twist is that John and the tween are pulling a con on the local gang leader while keeping it from Martok, that Martok is keeping the wool over their eyes about his true plans and purpose and that there are ‘feral’ humans hiding in the woods intending to survive by colluding with anyone whose willing, adds just a bit of ‘Keystone Cops’ flare into a part of the story that would otherwise be completely serious – all while being completely serious and scared about the parts of each plan that are being hidden from the other actors in parts of the farce.

One other thing that I feel the need to mention. A lot of the story happens inside John’s head. Because he’s always reacting to his situation and trying to find a way to survive it. So the action, when it happens, is short and sharp and then John deals with it the best he can at the time, which doesn’t always work out in the long run. Then again, John has been programmed his entire life not to think about the long term because the odds are far against his having one. The way he processes what’s happening to him – and what might happen – reminds me of a story about judging faces and body language in a population of former slaves who became extremely good at projecting one set of generally calm and submissive reactions while underneath they were plotting a large-scale revolt. That shoe fits entirely too well.

Nevertheless and because, both at the same time, After the Fall works. I was a bit surprised at how well it works. Even the ending fits, as it’s not so much happy as it is equivocal, with enough room for hope and catastrophe all around. But not, and this is the part that’s important for the story, not on THAT particular day. The days to come, well, they’ll come whether or not their little corner of this messed up world worries about them or not. Whatever, whoever, or however much tragedy those days might bring. John’s TODAY is golden, and that’s enough for him.

Grade A #BookReview: Agnes Aubert’s Mystical Cat Shelter by Heather Fawcett

Grade A #BookReview: Agnes Aubert’s Mystical Cat Shelter by Heather FawcettAgnes Aubert's Mystical Cat Shelter by Heather Fawcett
Format: eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via NetGalley
Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: cozy fantasy, historical fantasy, romantasy
Pages: 356
Published by Del Rey on February 17, 2026
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A woman who runs a cat rescue in 1920s Montreal turns to a grouchy but charming wizard to help save the shelter in this heartwarming cozy fantasy from the New York Times bestselling author of the Emily Wilde series.
Agnes Aubert leads a meticulously organized life—and she likes it that way. As the proudly type-A manager of a much-needed cat rescue charity, she has devoted her life to finding forever homes for lost cats.
But after she is forced to move the cat shelter, Agnes learns that her new landlord is using her charity as a front—for an internationally renowned and thoroughly disreputable magic shop. Owned by the disorganized—not to mention self-absorbed, irritating, but also decidedly handsome—Havelock Renard, magician and failed Dark Lord, the shop draws magical clientele from around the world, partly due to the quality of Havelock’s illicit goods as well as their curiosity about his shadowy past and rumors of his incredible powers. Agnes's charity offers the perfect cover for illegal magics.
Agnes couldn’t care less about the shop—magical intrigue or not, there are cats to be rescued. But when an enemy from Havelock’s past surfaces, the magic shop—and more importantly, the cat shelter—are suddenly in jeopardy. To save the shelter, will Agnes have to set aside her social conscience and protect the man who once tried to bring about the apocalypse—and is now trying to steal her heart?

My Review: 

The wizard Havelock Renard is about as charming as the feral cats that Agnes Aubert rescues and socializes in her initially not mystical at all cat shelter. It’s a good thing that she’s so good at that particular job, as the wizard the newspapers have dubbed ‘Witch King’ isn’t exactly fit for polite company when this story begins.

Then again, in the beginning, Renard is deliberately hiding himself away in his underground shop, because he’s not really interested in ANY company, polite or otherwise.

However, Agnes’ sunshine can’t help but shine on Renard’s anti-social grumpiness, whether either of them wants it to or not. Because Agnes’ charity cat shelter has just moved into the street-level of Renard’s underground magical shop. Their shops need each other, even if the humans are very much at cross purposes.

Or in Renard’s case, just plain cross.

The rent is cheap, so cheap that Agnes can afford it, however barely. Her charitable enterprise is much better at finding cats to rescue than it is at inducing humans to come in and adopt them. Her previous accommodations have had a hole blasted in the wall, courtesy of some out of control wizards. Possibly including Renard himself – or so rumor has it.

Renard needs a street-level shop to hide the presence of his own place underneath it. But the location has a reputation even without Renard’s presence being known, because HIS clientele is just a bit uncanny – and magic leaks.

Strange things happen on those premises, but Agnes can’t afford to be picky. Montreal’s winter is already descending upon the city, and neither she nor the cats can survive without shelter – a shelter that needs to have all four walls and the roof completely intact.

Agnes has come to accept the strange customers who wander through her shop and disappear, and the mysterious but delicious aromas of baking that still emanate from the stone oven even though no baker has baked in that oven for several years. She has an inkling that someone or something magical is hiding somewhere on the premises, but it’s only when a rogue wizard, NOT Havelock Renard but his sister Valérie, arrives at her shop and starts battering the walls down with magic – exactly like what happened at her previous location – that her suspicions are confirmed when Havelock Renard not only appears, but moves the entire building, along with all of its human AND feline inhabitants, into an entirely different location several blocks away.

By magic. Not “as if by magic” but by actual magic.

It is NOT an auspicious meeting for Agnes, Renard, or the cats. But it’s also not their first meeting, a meeting which was, literally and figuratively, magical. So magical that none of them remember it. Because they won’t remember until they NEED to. Because…magic.

Escape Rating A: Agnes Aubert operates a charitable cat rescue. Stories don’t get much cozier than that, whether the world the cat shelter is in is magical or not. So I came into this expecting a whole lot of cozy and an indeterminate amount of magic – and that’s exactly what I got.

(I also felt the chill of a Montreal winter, which I did not necessarily want. But it did make for an excellent reason to read this one with a couple of cats on my lap. Just to get into the spirit of the thing. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.)

The thing about cozy fantasy, which is definitely the branch of cozy that this is in, is that it can go multiple ways, both in regards to the coziness of the setting and to the amount of magic operating within. The magic in Agnes’ 1920s Montreal is of the secret, hidden and generally dangerous kind. The secret world of magic, the doors it opens to dangerous places, and the sheer number of ways that non-magic-users can destroy themselves and others by playing with things they don’t understand, reminds me a lot of the hidden magical societies in The Scholar and the Last Faerie Door by H.G. Parry and Freya Marske’s The Last Binding series.

As in both of those stories, the magic system in this Montreal is dangerous. Or rather, a lot of the people who use it are dangerous, and all too frequently in the sense of power corrupting. Both because it’s taught through an apprenticeship system, and because knowledge gets lost over the centuries as it’s passed down, parsed out, or not passed on at all out of either spite or hubris. But also because ordinary people can’t DO anything about a mischievous wizard who is just itching to find out how much fun they can have in a public place by literally playing with fire.

The jury of public opinion is still out on Havelock Renard when this book opens as to just what kind of wizard he is, civic minded or practicing to be the next ‘Dark Lord’. Once she gets to know him, Agnes has no doubts about his real motives. After all, the cats seem to like him – whether he likes them or not.

This isn’t IN a fantasy location like Legends & Lattes or Adenashire, it’s our world with magic layered on top. Or generally, as events in this story show, hidden underneath. Making this story a bit different from the usual run of cozy fantasy. Speaking of different, Montreal is not one of the usual suspects for the setting of a fantasy, cozy or otherwise, making this story a bit of a treat, much like the magical baked goods that mysteriously appear in the oven every midnight – and only at midnight.

There’s also a bit of a twist to the grumpy/sunshine romance between Agnes and Renard. He’s all the grumpiness, all the time. He’s allergic to cats, he’s even more allergic to keeping track of his papers and his magical artifacts, he’s misanthropic to the nth degree, and he was raised by wolves. Not quite literally that last bit, but considering that his sister raised him and she’s now doing her damndest to raze any roof he rests under, there’s more truth to that than one would initially imagine.

What makes Renard and Agnes EVENTUALLY make sense as a couple is that her sunshine is hard won, and that there are plenty of rain clouds on its horizon. She’s optimistic and believes the best of everyone and everything not because she’s either stupid or naive, but because she’d rather believe the best of someone and occasionally get disappointed than believe the worst and be continually miserable. She’s dealing with enough real misery after losing her beloved husband to a heart attack before he turned THIRTY. Her life is difficult enough without starting out each day with EXTRA negativity. Her plate is already full – even when she doesn’t have enough to feed either herself or her cats.

Because this is fantasy, there is, indeed, an epic and climactic battle to bring all the threads – and all the brightly lit spider webs – to an appropriately epic conclusion. Howsomever, as this is a cozy fantasy and not an epic fantasy, it’s not one of those huge epic battlefields to decide whether good or evil wins the day. Instead, the contest – which is still a nail biter – is about hope and fear and obsession and madness, and it’s about the restoration of a family that has been broken, even as it clears the way for a new family to begin.

This is one that I finished with a cat in my lap and a smile on my face. It managed to be very, very cozy but still end in a high-stakes battle that had real consequences for the characters AND managed to knit together all the open questions into a satisfying and happy with just the right tough of grumpy ending.

In other words, this story is cozy and sweet but with a touch of bitter, but never, ever saccharine, and that turned out to be just the right taste for this reader. I think I’m going to go back and give the author’s Emily Wilde series another try, because Agnes Aubert and her cats turned out to be charming reading companions, just like my own cats.

A- #BookReview: The Rainseekers by Matthew Kressel

A- #BookReview: The Rainseekers by Matthew KresselThe Rainseekers by Matthew Kressel
Format: eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via Edelweiss
Formats available: paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: science fiction
Pages: 160
Published by St. Martin's Press on February 17, 2026
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Burned out and looking to put her past behind her, a former addict and recovering influencer interviews her fellow travelers en route to witness the first rain on Mars.

Sakunja Salazar had it all. Money, toys, women, and all the drugs money could buy. A breakout Holo influencer, seemingly overnight she lifted her family out of their tiny Mexico City apartment and into the world of the rich and famous. That all changed when she hopped on a rocket and blasted into the cosmos, never to hawk lavender moisturizer again.

What goes up must come down, and when Sakunja finally crashed back down on Mars an alcoholic, addict, and has-been she thought her life was pretty much over. That is, until a magazine editor discovered her photography and offered her a job. Now, she’s the resident documentarian on a barebones expedition seeking to be the first humans to witness rain on Mars. For the first time in her life, Sakunja is turning the spotlight on someone else–interviewing her fellow travelers about what brought them to join this incredibly foolhardy crew of souls adrift in a world unseen.

My Review:

The blurb isn’t exactly wrong, but the emphasis is on the wrong person. Not that Sakunja Salazar doesn’t tell her own story in this story, but it’s not about her. It’s about all of them, collectively. A somewhat motley crew of characters in search of the ineffable, surprisingly like Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales – and isn’t that a bit of a surprise?

The story takes place in a future that is close enough that we recognize the past they look back at as our present. More or less. Still, it’s far enough out that Mars has not just been colonized, but has been terraformed just long enough that the success of THAT enterprise is starting to show.

There’s water on Mars. Water that mostly falls in the form of snow, because it’s still DAMN cold, but water is starting to flow. And the oxygen level is rising – not enough to survive long term without an oxygen mask, BUT, enough that there are a few spots where it’s possible for a few hours on occasion – if one is very, very lucky.

Which this bunch hasn’t been, at least not so far. Because the ineffable that they have trekked far away from Mars’ safe and settled underground cities to see, the thing that they are seeking, is rain. Not snow, not merely free flowing water, but actual rain falling from a sky full of clouds. Something that has not happened on Mars since before humans evolved into, well, humans.

But it’s about to. It really is. The expedition hopes to be the first people to see it happen, to literally be in the place where it happens – even if that’s the biggest room in the world.

This could have been the story of the expedition, its planning, its execution, the minutiae of driving away from civilization to a remote location where something wondrous will appear. But that’s not the important bit.

This is a story about the journey – not the trek itself, but the journey that this group of seekers has taken, not just this single trip but the journey of their lives and the journeys that brought them to Mars in the first place. Even when those journeys are not theirs but their parents’ or grandparents’.

Very much like The Canterbury Tales, this is journalist Sakunja Salazar interviewing her fellow travelers, hearing their stories in their own words, painting a portrait of what brought each of them to this singular time and place – and what motivates them to keep going in the face of multiple disasters and setbacks – and not just on this particular trip.

Along the way she gets to tell her own story, to become part of this fascinating and surprising whole. And what comes after.

Escape Rating A-: As is frequently the case, I didn’t exactly know what I was getting into with this one – but I was sure it was short and sometimes that’s enough to start with. I was definitely misled just a bit by the blurb, because that description left me expecting a kind of redemption story, that Sakunja had hit rock bottom and was going to come out better for this experience – or possibly not.

This isn’t that story, and it’s better for it. For one thing, Sakunja has already reinvented herself. Not that she didn’t hit rock bottom, but that sorry state is in her rearview and has been for years. She doesn’t need the money for doing the article, what she’s looking for here is the experience of looking outward instead of inward. She doesn’t want to be the star this time around, because she recognizes that the part of her life where she was was empty.

So the story is about her being just like everyone else on the trip. They each have a story. They’ve each done stupid things and glorious things. They are each in pursuit of something indefinable, something that they find – not in the water, but in their bonding with each other.

This isn’t exactly a light story – although it has light moments. Each of the travelers has survived life’s tragedies, each has experienced something less than a happy ending. But each has also found a kind of peace within themselves – even as they frantically hold each other up as their trek faces setbacks that cut their odds of either seeing what they came to see or surviving the journey.

But their individual stories, and their collective story, do a marvelous job of representing the human experience – even in a place that is far from where our species began. I’m glad I read this one., and I’ll certainly look for this author again.