#BookReview: Magic and Mischief at the Wayside Hotel by Elizabeth Everett

#BookReview: Magic and Mischief at the Wayside Hotel by Elizabeth EverettMagic and Mischief at the Wayside Hotel by Elizabeth Everett
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Genres: cozy fantasy, romantasy
Pages: 352
Published by Ace on March 10, 2026
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When a magical hotel appears smack-dab in the middle of the most unmagical of worlds, the last thing the residents expect is to fall in love.

Manager of the Number Five Wayside Inn and World Travel Hub, Pax Nomen has one of the easiest jobs in all the known universes, unless you count the occasional plumbing disaster. When Number Five Wayside gets stranded on a non-magical world, even Pax's trusty Wayside Handbook can’t help him. How is he going to “reboot” the hotel and keep it on its magical journey?

Josie LaChusia is a single mom experiencing debt, having parenting doubts, and tipping dangerously toward depression when an ad pops up on her phone that an apartment is available in a building she’s never seen before.

Pax needs a new guest to restart his hotel, and Josie needs a nudge to restart her life. In a building occupied by faeries, gargoyles, and a gnome with a bad attitude, two souls from very different places come together to create a home like no other.

My Review:

The premise of this was just a teensy bit familiar, which is what made me pick it up. If you’ve read Ilona Andrews’ Innkeeper Chronicles, well, let’s just say that the Wayside Hotel and Gertrude Hunt, Innkeeper Dina DeMille’s Texas B&B, have more than a bit in common.

The Wayside Hotel finds itself very much by the wayside as this story opens. The quantumly entangled, multiverse-traveling, magically voyaging hotel comes to a stop on Earth because it’s run out of gas. Or whatever resource fills its tank. It’s literally dropped itself by the side of the intergalactic road because its ‘get up and go got up and went’.

The hotel’s manager, a retired paladin calling himself Pax Nomen, which more or less translates to “the name is peace”, doesn’t actually know what powers the Waysides, of which his is Number 5. What he knows is that magic is dying, that there used to be six Waysides but one is gone and that Number 5 has been on the blink for a while.

Earth has no magic, so if it’s magic that Number 5 needs, then there’s no help or hope in sight. But Pax just can’t let it go. And he can’t let the Wayside’s current crop of intergalactic travelers loose on magicless Earth. There must be something he can do.

The vampire lord Raphe, just one of the not-exactly-human travelers, is late for his own coronation and dead certain (all puns intended) that a blood sacrifice will top the Wayside’s tanks back up. But Pax has retired from the business of killing and wants to try something considerably less violent.

Which is where widowed single mother Josie LaChusia and her little boy Amos come in. Literally, through the front door with more than a bit of wish fulfillment – hers, Pax’s AND the Wayside’s. Josie and her boy need a safe place they can afford so that she can keep a roof over their heads, keep her underpaid job at the local college AND keep her grasping mother-in-law at bay regarding Amos’s custody.

Josie is sure that it’s all a bit too good to be true. The Wayside Hotel has transformed itself into an apartment building, so close to her job that she won’t need a car. The apartment is built out of her dreams for herself and Amos, and the rent is less than the last dump they lived in.

There has to be a catch – and there is. Very few of the Wayside’s residents can pass for human; all of them have magic and some of them still think it would be quicker and easier to just sacrifice the humans and be on their way.

But the Wayside makes it very clear that it wants Josie and Amos to stay. They might be just what is needed to get the tank topped up – not by dying – but by living and turning the place they live in into a community – with at least one happy ever after shining sunshine through all the windows.

Escape Rating B-: I have very mixed feelings about this book. At first, it was just delightful and charming and sweet. It’s very cozy and I felt cozy within it. But it just wasn’t grabbing me. I mean, I enjoyed it as it was reading it but it seemed like not much was happening. When I put it down I didn’t feel compelled to pick it back up – not even to see how the romance was going to work itself out. But when I did pick it up, it was like being wrapped in a cozy blanket.

Part of that is probably down to the concept being very familiar. The Wayside Hotel will remind readers a LOT of the Gertrude Hunt in Ilona Andrews’ Innkeeper Chronicles. But the Innkeeper Chronicles, which are also set in a magically powered inn with non-human travelers, AND also includes a romance between the innkeeper and a local resident, always seems considerably more compelling.

There’s stuff happening at Gertrude Hunt, there’s usually a crisis or three, the guests nearly break out into outright warfare on a regular basis, and the local police can’t keep their noses out of the outlandish or outright otherworldly things that happen in the inn’s proximity. Wayside Number 5 needed more of that spark.

The events at the Wayside Inn move slowly, almost as if the Wayside itself was being as careful as Pax is in his courtship of Josie – because the Wayside is courting Josie and Amos every bit as much in its own hospitable way. The big tensions get underplayed or carpet-swept; Pax’s powerful but distrusting and micromanaging assistant, Josie’s insecure and micromanaging boss, and especially Josie’s negging, grasping, overbearing and overreaching mother-in-law.

Someone needed to blow up somewhere about something, but instead all the issues fizzled out – even though Fairy Princess Naliti unintentionally blew up the planetarium.

This was a really terrific premise and I had high hopes for it. It sounded like what you’d get if the Innkeeper Chronicles, If Wishes Were Retail, and Hotel Transylvania had a book baby. There was a LOT of potential between the various not-quite-human species and stereotypes – I adored the cheerleading squad of fairies and the gargoyles dressed as sporting mascots – but not even that accidental explosion gave the story as much of a life as it needed.

This story had a lot of potential, but the sizzle turned out to be more like a fizzle. Color me disappointed, even though the fairy cheer uniforms were in some truly eye-popping color combinations. Your reading mileage may vary.

#BookReview: Trace Elements by Jo Walton and Ada Palmer

#BookReview: Trace Elements by Jo Walton and Ada PalmerTrace Elements: Conversations on the Project of Science Fiction and Fantasy by Jo Walton, Ada Palmer
Format: eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via Edelweiss
Formats available: hardcover, ebook
Genres: books about books, books and reading, fantasy, literary criticism, science fiction
Pages: 368
Published by Tor Books on March 24, 2026
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From two of the most acclaimed writers in the field today, a groundbreaking look at how SF and fantasy writing—and reading!
Jo Walton and Ada Palmer are two of the most innovative and insightful writers to emerge in the SF and fantasy genres in this century. As writers of fiction they’ve each won multiple awards. As commenters on SF and fantasy in print and in visual media, they’ve both sparked new conversations that expanded our imaginations and understanding of how SF and fantasy work, and what more it could be doing.
Now, in Trace Elements, Walton and Palmer have come together to write a book-length and supremely entertaining look at modern science fiction and fantasy, at how our genre is written and how it is read, that will join nonfiction works like Ursula K. Le Guin’s The Language of the Night, Samuel R. Delany’s The Jewel-Hinged Jaw, and Understanding Comics by Scott McCloud on the short shelf of titles essential to all readers of our genre.
Subjects covered include the nature of genre itself, the history of SF publishing, the implicit contract between author and reader, the ways SF and fantasy disguise themselves as one another, what SF&F can learn from outside influences ranging from Shakespeare to Diderot to anime, the role of complicity in reading, the need to expand our “sphere of empathy”, and finally the need for optimism, the importance of rejecting “purity” culture, and the fact that the human story for centuries to come will be composed of hard work.

My Review:

I picked this up because I loved two of Jo Walton’s previous books that looked into both the business of and the writing of science fiction and fantasy, What Makes This Book So Great and An Informal History of the Hugos, and was hoping for more of the same – except with different books.

What I got wasn’t like either of those first two, but it IS in dialogue with both of them, as well as the business of writing genre fiction in general AND an actual dialog between Walton and her co-author Ada Palmer.

I read it for two reasons, the first being a Library Journal assignment that I pretty much begged for. I mean that I seriously wanted to read this. I just didn’t expect it to lend itself to the kinds of in-depth reviews I usually write.

But I can’t stop thinking about it, and what it has to say about not just Fantasy and Science Fiction, but about genre fiction for adults in general. I’ve discovered it to be, not so much “What Makes This Book Great” because Walton has already written that book and it was awesome. Instead, I found this to be “What Makes This Book Great FOR YOU”, or NOT.

Not by talking about specific books – although yes, sometimes they do – but by addressing the blenderizing of genre – which is something I run into – and get run over by – a lot in the reading and reviewing that I do.

The part of Trace Elements that is sticking in my head are the discussions about genres that are settings vs. genres that are formulas vs. genres that are emotion driven. Which is all a ball of thoughts that I’ve been working through on my own.

What does that mean? What does it relate to specifically?

It gets into books like last year’s Orbital and The Ministry of Time, which were hugely popular with general readers but didn’t resonate nearly as much with SF readers even though EVERY single review labelled them as SF. Basically, it turned into a discussion of why “literary sf” doesn’t hit the right beats when it’s marketed to actual SF readers. Because it uses the furniture of SF but doesn’t follow the actual conventions of the literature itself. It’s not in conversation with what came before in SF because it’s not intended to be.

As more and more genres mix and mingle – those issues are becoming increasingly prevalent. It’s the issue that’s at the heart of any and all discussions of ‘romantasy’, but also the increasing amount of both science fiction and fantasy mysteries, about what tropes near-future and dystopian fiction are intended to follow, and about what audiences those books that ride a dividing line between two or more genres are intended to appeal to.

The above is not the only “trace element” of the discussion that’s still swirling around in my head, but it is the part that’s swirling the hardest.

Reality Rating B: This wasn’t a book to be read for pleasure, at least not exactly. I certainly did enjoy parts of it, and Walton in particular is someone I always enjoy listening to in person at Worldcon. She calls it like she sees it, or like she saw it when it happened, and it’s a perspective that works for me.

I haven’t read much of her co-author’s work, although it’s been recommended and I have quite a bit. I can see it wiggling up the virtually towering TBR pile out of the corner of my eye but it hasn’t made its way to the top yet. I’m particularly interested in her Inventing the Renaissance nonfiction book, which I bought and is also worming its way up that TBR pile as it’s likely to be on this year’s Hugo ballot in the “Best Related Work” category.

Like any collection of anything, not everything will work for every reader. I found the discussions on the business of genre, its history and the reasons for its appeal to be the most interesting from a personal perspective. And I always love good writing about how the sausage gets made – especially when it’s sausage that I enjoy.

But as a whole work, it didn’t draw me in and keep me glued to the page the way that Walton’s solo works on the genre did. This one just doesn’t gel into a whole the way that both What Makes This Book So Great and An Informal History of the Hugos managed to do. OTOH, parts of this one really made me think, even though others didn’t quite grab me. Your reading mileage will probably vary on which are which.

Anyone who reads genre broadly and is interested in what makes it work and not work and for whom and why will find the discussion fascinating. Many readers will be particularly taken with Walton’s comments about the author’s (unwritten) contract with the reader and how that works from each side.

Trace Elements is a difficult book to encapsulate, and I recognize that I’m struggling with that a bit here. However, I’m still thinking about a lot of what I read in this book, and will continue to do so. If you enjoy discussions about literature even half as much as you do reading the literature itself, Trace Elements is definitely worth a bit of your reading time.

It certainly informed my read of Walton’s forthcoming book, Everybody’s Perfect and made the experience that much richer. I kept looking for where she kept that contract between the author and the reader, and where she subverted the expectations and kept it anyway, and was just delighted all the way around.

#AudioBookReview: Desire and the Deep Blue Sea by Olivia Dade

#AudioBookReview: Desire and the Deep Blue Sea by Olivia DadeDesire and the Deep Blue Sea (Love Unscripted, #1) by Olivia Dade
Narrator: Joy Nash
Format: audiobook, ebook
Source: purchased from Amazon
Formats available: paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: contemporary romance, romantic comedy
Series: Love Unscripted #1
Pages: 142
Length: 3 hours and 20 minutes
Published by Dreamscape Media, Hussies & Harpies Press on March 10, 2026
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They're pretending. Until they aren't.

Thomas McKinney has never wanted a woman the way he wants Callie Adesso. Since she started working alongside him at the Colonial Marysburg Research Library, he's spent his desk shifts fumbling pencils, tripping over his own feet, and struggling to remember both the Dewey Decimal System and the existence of her inconvenient boyfriend. Now, however, Callie is suddenly single--and in need of a last-minute faux-boyfriend for an episode of HATV's Island Match. Thomas is more than happy to play the part...and in the process, convince Callie that a week together isn't nearly long enough.
Callie has never found a man as irritating as she finds Thomas. He may be brilliant, kind, and frustratingly handsome, but the absent-minded librarian also makes every workday an anxiety-inducing exercise in stress. Even seven days in paradise by his side won't change her opinion of him. Really. No matter how attentive he is. And gentle. And sexy.
One plane ride later, the two of them are spending long, hot days under the sun and on display, pretending to be in love for a television show. This may be a vacation, but it's also an act--as well as Thomas's last chance to persuade the woman of his dreams to include him in hers. And soon, the island heat isn't the only thing steaming up HATV's cameras...

My Review:

I picked this up because when I like this author’s work, I really, really like it. When it doesn’t work for me it really doesn’t. This one was short, looked sweet, and I needed an audiobook just like it to balance against the serial killer crime thriller I was reading. And it’s short, which was perfect for the time I had.

Sometimes, that’s just how reading decisions get made.

The audio interpretation of the story, read by Joy Nash, was well done. It’s just 3 hours and 20 minutes so I had high hopes for something sweet and spicy like the author’s All By My Elf holiday romance, with just a bit more length and depth.

And I realize that I’m talking all around this, which is something that both characters in the story do. Callie because exposing her feelings causes her anxiety, and Thomas because he’s trying way too hard to be subtle.

In other words, they spend a LOT of the story talking past each other – not because the other isn’t listening, but because the speaker is trying so hard not to upset the other that they’re not saying the important things they really, REALLY need to say.

The idea of this had so much potential. It’s a fake dating, forced proximity romance with a few interesting twists. Callie’s application to be on a reality cable TV show about romantic couples sampling Caribbean resorts was meant to be with her boyfriend. Who JUST broke up with her as the final arrangements are being made.

Callie wants the vacation SO BAD that she latches onto the idea of pretending that her co-worker is her brand new boyfriend. The problems with this idea are LEGION. Not just the idea of fake dating but that Thomas has made her six month tenure at the Colonial Marysburg Research Library a terrible experience. She literally cries after every shift. Not because he’s mean or a douche or anything obvious, but because he’s an oblivious mess who takes all the interesting, time-consuming reference questions and leaves her with long lines of trivia and anger.

(The description of library work is spot on. Thomas is a terrible co-worker. He may, or may not, be a terrible human being but he’s in the wrong job or at least the wrong part of the job.)

But this is who she chooses to pretend to date so she can have her vacation. I mean, the way she describes him he’s certainly a hunk, but handsome is as handsome does and Thomas, at least so far, doesn’t.

It turns out that their relationship is a ginormous misunderstandammit. He’s more than a bit single-minded, but the problem is that his single mind is fixated on Callie. He’s been in love – or at least in lust – with her from the moment they met.

But his attempts to get close to her been disastrous on multiple levels because he’s pre-decided what she would want instead of asking her what she actually wants.

And she’s incapable of telling him just how much he’s making her miserable because confrontation makes her even more miserable.

That this is who she chooses to take on her dream vacation, without expecting it to turn into a nightmare, is bound to, well, end in disaster. Or at least, middle there.

Then it gets better.

Escape Rating B-: I’ll admit that this came very close to being a wall-banger, and not in any of the good ways. The issues in their relationship are such a HUGE misunderstandammit, and I always have problems with the contrivance of those.

What saved that part of the story was that their misunderstandings could not have been resolved by any conversation that would be simple for either of them. Their respective, deep-seated issues just made opening that can of worms a dangerous idea. So they kept not doing it to both of their detriments – and to the detriment of the first half of the story.

Howsomever, there’s also something about their relationship that doesn’t make sense. On the one hand, when Thomas describes how he thinks and feels about Callie, it’s some of the most romantic stuff I’ve ever read. It’s no wonder that Callie wants to explore a relationship with a guy who’s just so sweet and sincere and obviously loves her to bits and desires her to the ends of the earth.

The problem on my other hand is that they already have a relationship as co-workers and it’s TERRIBLE. That he’s had all these feelings all along and kept them to himself makes sense because she was in a relationship with someone else. But his behavior at work resulted in multiple awful situations and feelings on her part, and nothing gets resolved before their romance starts, then he hears the truth and it stutters to a stop – as it should.

I wanted them to figure themselves – and each other – out. But it’s a big stumbling block towards that HEA that we don’t have enough background to  know what made either of them tick their particular set of uncommunicative tocks. It doesn’t feel like either set of issues is half as easily resolved as they were in the story, because they were not trivial at all.

I’m glad they did find their way towards a happy ending that involved a lot of changes on both their parts. But there’s a big part of me that thinks it shouldn’t have happened at all and I’m having a hard time letting that part go.

As always, your reading mileage may vary.

Howsomever, I’m still  hooked on this author, so I’ve got the second book/audiobook in the Love Unscripted series, Tiny House, Big Love, cued up for a near-future reading/listening adventure. Especially since it’s a book based around choosing a new home. Since we’re currently renovating ours, and that’s been an adventure all by itself, I’m curious to see how much help or hindrance an old love and a new cable TV channel can add to THAT mix!

#BookReview: The Girl Who Made a Mouse From Her Grandfather’s Whiskers by Kenneth Hunter Gordon

#BookReview: The Girl Who Made a Mouse From Her Grandfather’s Whiskers by Kenneth Hunter GordonThe Girl Who Made a Mouse From Her Grandfather’s Whiskers by Kenneth Hunter Gordon
Format: eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via Edelweiss
Formats available: paperback, ebook
Genres: fairy tales, science fantasy, science fiction
Pages: 160
Published by Lanternfish Press on March 17, 2026
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In a distant future, a little girl named Anny makes toy mice out of scraps and dust. Anny has never seen a real mouse, just as she’s never seen the planet her family came from many generations ago. All she knows is her home, Tsedt: an isolated village of human colonists’ descendants and their friendly helper robots.
But then one day the Amau arrive in Tsedt: plastic people with luminous eyes, intent on taking young humans to the distant city of Harbor to be educated. It’s not long before Anny is flown away to a place unlike any she’s seen before.

My Review:

What would fairy tales look like on a world that, once upon a time, was settled by human colony ships? Somehow, the idea of Aesop or B’rer Fox and B’rer Rabbit, or even the Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Andersen, still being the stories that children get told to help them cope with the world or get life and morality lessons, doesn’t quite work. (Disney might make it, but imagining what that would look like would be a different book entirely!)

That Anny’s remote village is a farming village that reads like somewhere in fantasy land makes the story itself feel like fantasy. That little Anny’s best friends are the veritable army of mice made out of scraps and fluff that she keeps under her bed AND, more importantly, writes stories about in her head, just adds to that impression of fae and fantasy.

At least until her grandfather – and his helper robot, Oskar – move in. Not because of Oskar, as there are plenty of “billies” (short for habilibots) around the little village. They just don’t personally impinge on Anny’s childhood all that much.

But because of her grandfather. Grandfather who remembers the early days of the colony, and, more important for the story, the early days of the city that grew up around the colony ships and their landing site. His memories, as interpreted through Oskar, disturb the peace of the household even though they seem like, well, fairy tales. Or the product of the disordered mind of an old man who is losing it. Or both.

And that’s the point where the story takes a turn into the Twilight Zone. Literally if you squint a bit. Because the people from the city, now called Harbor, suddenly find the little village. And start making the kind of offers that people – at least young people in a small village dreaming of more – mostly don’t want to refuse.

A trip to the ‘big city’. A chance to see the world outside their tiny village. The hope of a new, bigger, better, brighter, life. Grandfather knows it’s all a lie, but no one wants to listen.

Except little Anny. When the people from Harbor come for her, she knows she’s in danger – even if she isn’t quite able to understand why or how. She can tell that their truth is not THE truth, and that she needs to find a way to escape. If she can.

And that’s when the mice, not just her mice, and not just the mouse she made with her grandfather’s whiskers, come to her rescue so that she has a chance to rescue her family. Even if Anny, with the help of the mice, has to destroy much of Harbor in the process.

Escape Rating B: At first, I had a bit of a time getting into this one. I think you kind of have to just go with it for a bit and let it grab you. Or you have to settle into Anny’s perspective and stop worrying about whether what she’s telling you is happening is REAL, just in her imagination, or actually a child’s interpretation of events that are above her head but all around her.

In that sense, it reminded me of One Level Down, as we’re also seeing that SFnal world from a child’s perspective, at least at first. That world is every bit as cruel in its way as Anny’s world is in hers, and Anny has to break herself out by reaching a perspective of a less child-like version of herself.

Anny’s world is just that bit less cruel because the terrible things that happen to her are caused by outside agencies, where the child in One Level Down is betrayed by her own family. So there’s a bit of a remove that helps the reader ease into things here.

The reader, on the outside looking in, knows that the situation in Harbor is not a damn thing like the people from Harbor present it to be. Anyone who has read even a bit of SF can easily determine the exact ways in which that situation is very, very wrong. And it does have a bit of a Twilight Zone feel in the way it’s currently going wrong.

But part of the SFnal element – and all of the fairy tale elements – are carried in the paws of the mice. Not just Anny’s mice, but the mice she finds at Harbor, hidden in the walls, powering the infrastructure and perfectly capable of setting that infrastructure on fire. Which they do, because Anny, in her own way, is one of them.

How Anny becomes one of them, whether her own mice or real or imaginary constructs or imaginary wrapping for something else real is never fully explained and doesn’t have to be. Because we’re Team Anny every step of the way, and if Anny needs to pretend to be Anny Mouse or become Anny Mouse or just be ANNYMOUSE (anonymous), that’s just fine with us as long as some version of Anny brings down Harbor and gets to take herself and her people HOME.

#AudioBookReview: Hot Chocolate on Thursday by Michiko Aoyama translated by E. Madison Shimoda

#AudioBookReview: Hot Chocolate on Thursday by Michiko Aoyama translated by E. Madison ShimodaHot Chocolate on Thursday (Marble Cafe, #1) by Michiko Aoyama
Translator: E. Madison Shimoda
Narrator: Ami Okumura Jones, Daniel Bunton, Nicky Talacko, Winson Ting
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: purchased from Audible
Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: healing fiction, relationship fiction, translated fiction, world literature
Series: Marble Cafe #1
Pages: 208
Length: 3 hours and 36 minutes
Published by Hanover Square Press, Harlequin Audio on February 17, 2026
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Across a bridge in a quiet neighborhood in Tokyo, a seasonal cherry blossom sits on the river. Nearby is the Marble Cafe, where a woman writes in a notebook and a young waiter prepares her favorite hot drink. Both wonder about each other and about the other lives of the clientele who frequent this charming little cafe behind the trees...
Without even realizing it, we may touch and change someone else's life.
Taking a walk along the river, cooking the best tamagoyaki, ordering hot chocolate, forgetting to remove our nail polish... The small, everyday acts that we do can lead to unexpected encounters and reverberate far beyond your own circle and ultimately make a difference in the world.
Hot Chocolate on Thursday is a tapestry of slice-of-life moments that each open and close with a woman ordering her regular hot chocolate at the mysterious Marble Cafe. What happens in between will touch and swell your heart, as we connect with a community of untold unfolding lives.

My Review:

This interconnected collection of short stories begins, and ends, with a young woman arriving at the cozy little Marble Cafe in Tokyo to order a hot chocolate. On Thursday. Always on Thursday, always at 3 pm.

It makes a delightful little treat for her, for the cafe’s manager, and for the reader as well. Because the story in between that manager’s perspective of her and her regular visits at the beginning and her perspective at the end is every bit as round as a marble, just like the cafe’s name.

The story is passed from one character to the next, each linked to the one before and the one after. Taken as a whole, they represent a community holding hands, one to another – and occasionally stretching across – until the circle is complete – and neverending.

And it’s all due to one man’s, one Maestro’s, orchestration. Not in a negative or manipulative way, but through the links that he facilitates simply because he enjoys the thrill of discovering a new talent or just a new possibility within the circle of life.

It begins in the Maestro’s Marble Cafe, where he is hoping to find a full-time manager so that he can travel the world orchestrating meetings and connections – and just generally bringing people together and bringing both talent and joy to the attention of those who will appreciate them.

His new manager walks in off the street looking for a job, the Maestro hires him on sight and is off on his adventures – while the new manager makes the place his own and falls in love with the woman he calls ‘Miss Hot Chocolate’ for her weekly habit of coming in and brightening his day.

Between the two of them, Miss Hot Chocolate and her just as secret regard for the manager she thinks of as ‘Mr. Hot Chocolate’ for the caring way he treated a very young customer (and his father) who ordered hot chocolate the first time she visited the cafe, they connect to every other story.

From that little boy and his frantic working mother and her artist husband, to the child’s teacher and her best friend, and outward to another artist, Miss Hot Chocolate’s best friend in Sydney, and around the circle of friendship and love and life.

As one of the characters says in the story, “All that breathes on this Earth is interconnected.” A truth that is delightfully portrayed by every story that begins with one young woman’s order of hot chocolate on Thursday.

Escape Rating B: When I’m in the right mood, looking for a reading – or in this case listening – pick-me-up but not wanting to dive into something big or deep or especially dark and depressing, I pick up one of these novellas. There are a LOT of them available in translation now, all inspired in one way or another by Before the Coffee Gets Cold.

They’re always a treat, whether entirely sweet as this one is or a bit bittersweet like Coffee – whether there’s as much chocolate in the story as this one has or not. This author’s first available book, What You Are Looking For Is In the Library, is still one of my favorites of the genre.

While this one doesn’t quite rise to that level, I did enjoy it just a bit more than I did The Healing Hippo of Hinode Park by the same author. However, I’m pretty sure that’s a ‘me’ thing as that book included several stories told from a child’s point of view where the narrators’ voicing didn’t quite match up to the child-like perspectives.

Hot Chocolate on Thursday worked particularly well on audio, as there are not one but four narrators who skillfully portrayed multiple characters in the story. (Consider this comment an abridged version of my usual rant about multi-cast audiobooks NOT including the details of who narrated which characters or sections. Because credit is certainly due!)

One of the things that worked really well in this collection is the way that the stories clearly linked to each other from the beginning. The links between the individuals, the Maestro, and the cafe were often subtle, with the full extent of the Maestro’s involvement not at all obvious until near the end, but that didn’t matter as the links between the stories – or rather between the people in the stories, were explicit without hitting the reader over the head.

In other words, the handoffs were very well done and the themes that emerged came about organically in a way that was just as sweet as the chocolate in the story. I enjoyed my listening to Hot Chocolate on Thursday, and it was just the right length for the time I had this week. Now I’m looking forward to my next visit to the Marble Cafe with Matcha on Monday, coming in July.

#BookReview: Monster in the Moonlight by Annelise Ryan

#BookReview: Monster in the Moonlight by Annelise RyanMonster in the Moonlight (Monster Hunter Mystery, #4) by Annelise Ryan
Format: eARC
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Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: mystery
Series: Monster Hunter Mystery #4
Pages: 336
Published by Berkley on January 27, 2026
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Do werewolves exist? That’s the question skeptical cryptozoologist Morgan Carter has to answer in the latest entry in this USA Today bestselling mystery series.
The discovery of a dead body along Bray Road in Wisconsin sparks rumors of The Beast of Bray Road, a werewolf-like creature that is said to inhabit the area.
The dead woman has been mutilated by some kind of large animal. The community is convinced that the legendary beast is not only real but responsible for this brutal killing. In an effort to prove them wrong, the police bring in cryptozoologist Morgan Carter, who soon finds that the mystery runs considerably deeper than whether or not one mythical predator is on the prowl.

My Review:

Most mysteries begin with a dead body. The Monster Hunter Mysteries series, however, may be the only one that begins with a dead body that looks like it might have been mauled by Bigfoot. Or a Chupacabra. Or, in this particular case, the werewolf who has gone down in local Wisconsin legend as “the Beast of Bray Road”.

What makes Morgan an interesting investigator, and makes her cases compelling to follow, is that she’s definitely not one of the usual suspects when it comes to amateur detectives. She’s a professional cryptozoologist. Morgan is the one the police call when there’s a suspicion that Bigfoot or one of his local relatives is on the loose.

Not that Morgan is any sort of true believer, but neither is she a die hard debunker. Her mind is open to the possibility. But, really big huge ginormous but, the circumstances that would make the existence of a land-based cryptid possible in the present day border on the impossible. (Nessie is MUCH higher on the potentially plausible scale because the depths of the sea hold plenty of secrets that we still can’t reach.)

The Beast of Bray Road (2005) movie poster

Morgan gets called into this case when the body of a local woman is found on Bray Road, the night after a reported sighting of the local cryptid, the Beast of Bray Road. (The author did NOT make this part up, which surprised the heck out of me. There really is such a legend and the book and movie about ‘The Beast’ do exist.)

The beast may not exist, but Lydia Palmer’s dead body certainly does. Someone or something killed her. The county sheriff hires Morgan, very much under the table and without permission of the town or the county, to figure out who, or what, “dunnit”. Morgan can’t resist the case, but then she never can.

But she also doesn’t expect the Beast of Bray Road to have killed the victim. It could have been an animal attack – and that’s certainly what the coroner wants to believe – even if that verdict doesn’t account for any of the questions that Morgan needs to find the answers to. Because an animal couldn’t have dragged the body away from the kill site without leaving bite marks.

And an animal certainly wouldn’t benefit from Lydia Palmer’s death. But there are more than a few humans who believe they will.

Escape Rating B: I’ve read this series from the very beginning, and have had mixed reactions over the (currently) four books in the series. I enjoyed book two, Death in the Dark Woods, the most, but after book three, Beast in the Woods, I was of equally mixed feelings about whether or not I’d be back. Howsomever, when I read Trailbreaker a couple of weeks ago I was reminded of Morgan Carter and her cases in the backwoods of Door County so I couldn’t resist coming back to check out this latest adventure. If only to see how Morgan’s best dog Newt was getting on with his human.

Newt is fine, and I am glad I came back. This Monster in the Moonlight was a considerably better read than that Beast in the Woods, even though Morgan’s romantic relationship with local Police Chief Jon “Flatfoot” Flanders was still giving her more angst than I personally wanted to read about for most of the story.

At least they are on the road to resolving their issues at the end, which left me feeling more charitable towards the whole endeavor.

One of the things that makes this series fun in general is that Morgan does not believe in the cryptids she’s hired to hunt. Her mind isn’t closed, but rather that her scientific training makes more of the usual suspects unlikely at best if not completely implausible.

At the same time, she still can get caught up in the human reactions, not that she believes in werewolves, but she can believe that under certain circumstances a human might believe they were such a beast. Or, that in the middle of the night, prowling around somewhere that someone is not supposed to be, it’s all too easy for any human’s flight or fight response to conjure up a monster or two in the dark even if they’re stone cold sober.

Especially if there’s a literal mangy bear crashing through the woods in the middle of the night.

Morgan never goes into her investigations believing that she’s going to find a cryptid, and neither do we. She does, however, expect to find plenty of people who want to believe, and even more who hope to take advantage of the potential in one way or another. Which is exactly what she uncovers in this case.

The sometimes circuitous route that she takes to reach that uncovering is what makes this series fun and just a bit different from those ‘usual suspects’. And not just because starting with Bigfoot is NEVER one of the usual suspects. Morgan’s job is to both rule things out AND to rule things in, while always keeping her eye on the victims and away from the sensationalism. It’s an interesting tightrope to walk, and I’m glad that reading Trailbreaker prompted me to take another look at the series.

(Although I keep imagining Bernie Dubicki from Trailbreaker and Morgan Carter crossing paths and I’d love to see THAT scene which is honestly way more plausible than Bigfoot – or the Beast of Bray Road.)

This fourth entry in the series does end on a hopeful note for Morgan’s personal journey. I hope that her romantic trials and tribulations are on the road to resolution because I find her cases more interesting than her personal angst, although your reading mileage may vary.

Still, I’m now looking forward to seeing who or what Morgan, with Flanders’ assistance, will be chasing down in her next adventure. With best boi Newt at their sides, exactly where he should be.

#BookReview: Snake-Eater by T. Kingfisher

#BookReview: Snake-Eater by T. KingfisherSnake-Eater by T. Kingfisher
Narrator: Elena Rey
Format: audiobook, ebook
Source: borrowed from Amazon Kindle Unlimited
Formats available: hardcover, paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: cozy fantasy, Dark Fantasy, fantasy, horror, magical realism
Pages: 267
Length: 10 hours and 56 minutes
Published by 47North, Brilliance Audio on November 11, 2025
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From New York Times bestselling and Hugo Award–winning author T. Kingfisher comes an enthralling contemporary fantasy seeped in horror about a woman trying to escape her past by moving to the remote US desert—only to find herself beholden to the wrath of a vengeful god.
With only a few dollars to her name and her beloved dog Copper by her side, Selena flees her past in the city to claim her late aunt’s house in the desert town of Quartz Creek. The scorpions and spiders are better than what she left behind.
Because in Quartz Creek, there’s a strange beauty to everything, from the landscape to new friends, and more blue sky than Selena’s ever seen. But something lurks beneath the surface. Like the desert gods and spirits lingering outside Selena’s house at night, keeping watch. Mostly benevolent, says her neighbor Grandma Billy. That doesn’t ease the prickly sense that one of them watches too closely and wants something from Selena she can’t begin to imagine. And when Selena’s search for answers leads her to journal entries that her aunt left behind, she discovers a sinister truth about her new home: It’s the haunting grounds of an ancient god known simply as “Snake-Eater,” who her late aunt made a promise to that remains unfulfilled.
Snake-Eater has taken a liking to Selena, an obsession of sorts that turns sinister. And now that Selena is the new owner of his home, he’s hell-bent on collecting everything he’s owed.

My Review:

I picked this up because, well, Kingfisher. That’s not going to surprise anyone. Howsomever, based on the blurb, I wasn’t exactly sure where this one was going to fall genre-wise – and now that I’ve finished it I’m still not sure.

Snake-Eater is wrapped around the crossroads where dark fantasy forks between magical realism and outright horror. At the same time, it’s also a bit of cozy fantasy written as a love letter to the author’s old/new home in the desert southwest. And it’s a kind of coming-of-age/coming-into-power story.

Not that Selena isn’t technically an adult – more that she’s been programmed to believe that she isn’t adulting ‘properly’ and has to reclaim that power for herself in a place where some of the old gods, myths and monsters tend her garden and creep into her bed.

Then again, she left a human monster back in the city she left behind. And she’s willing to tackle whatever the desert has to throw at her as long as her dog Copper is safe and she NEVER has to go back.

Which she doesn’t, as long as she can accept that part of what is being preserved out in that desert are old gods and older spirits who can still interact with the humans among them – for both good and ill. One of those gods snuffed out the life of the aunt that Selena came to stay with. Just as the human Walter has nearly snuffed out Selena’s life back in the city. Only a bit more literally. Or maybe not.

But Selena came to Quartz Creek to escape that fate, and she’s not about to let a different monster take the freedom she’s scraped out by her fingernails. All she has to do is beard this monster in his den, with the help of a septuagenarian with a shotgun, a priest who shapeshifts into a peccary, her faithful dog Copper – and all the little animals and spirits that she’s helped along the way.

In spite of herself, Selena has found herself in Quartz Creek, and she’s determined to stay. No matter what it takes. As long as it doesn’t take Copper.

Escape Rating B: Don’t worry, Copper is FINE at the end. I’d have been a whole lot saltier about this one if she wasn’t. But she is.

I started this in audio, but I’m not calling it an audiobook review. Why? Because I listened to less than an hour and realized that I could not continue in audio if I was going to finish at all. I was briefly concerned that I had just discovered the first T. Kingfisher book that I did not like at all and was so bummed by that prospect that I switched to text and it got better.

This is not a criticism of the narrator. Not at all. Rather, this was a case of the narrator being TOO good, in a story whose first-person perspective meant that I was stuck inside a head I didn’t want to be in.

(It didn’t help that I usually see the first-person protagonists of this author’s stories as being avatars for the author’s self. That’s either not the case here, or it’s that Selena represents the author’s past self and not her present. The avatar for Kingfisher’s usual wry, snarkastic and often profane voice in THIS book is the absolutely awesome Grandma Billy, and Selena and the reader don’t meet her until just after I switched to text. It figures.)

The point of this story is wrapped around Selena finding her own place and her own power, after an entire life of being told she was incompetent and utterly wrong and totally ‘less than’. Her mother criticized her every word and every utterance as representative of Selena’s possession by Satan. (Selena’s mother was clearly a LOT in some horrible ways and a bit too similar to the parent of a real-life friend.) But Selena’s mother basically programmed Selena to accept that kind of treatment, so when she met her current partner, Walter, she was so happy to be with someone who accepted her as she was that she didn’t realize until it was much too late that he accepted her as she was because her damage gave him plenty of places to pick at and neg her into compliance – all to make her feel ‘less than’ in an entirely different way.

At the beginning of the story, we’re inside her head as she’s trying to work her way mentally around an act of utter defiance that she feels completely incompetent to carry out. While I certainly sympathized with her plight, her constant negative self-talk while continually NOT talking about the actual problem made for a slow and difficult listen from inside her head.

At least in part because it was obvious what she was dealing with but it was a ‘Chekhov’s Ex’ situation where Walter was the villain who was obviously going to show up before the end and I needed the story to ‘get on with it’. Some of which, I recognize, is a ‘me’ thing and your reading mileage may vary.

Once Selena starts to accept the situation she’s actually in – as utterly batshit insane as some of it definitely is – the story just gets better and better. Also crazier, but in a really, really good way. (Quartz Creek is surprisingly cozy even if it’s also just down the road from Midnight, Texas.) It just takes the story – and Selena herself – a bit of time and mental fortitude, along with more than a little help from her newfound friends, to figure out that she’s finally found the place where she belongs.

And that not just the place is worth defending, but that she herself is as well. That’s a story I was definitely there for, I just needed to read a bit past my usual level of patience for it to get there.

#BookReview: Perun’s Hammer by Ian Heller

#BookReview: Perun’s Hammer by Ian HellerPerun's Hammer: A Novel by Ian Heller
Format: ebook
Source: borrowed from Amazon Kindle Unlimited
Formats available: paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: political thriller, science fiction, technothriller, thriller
Pages: 324
Published by Menlo Park Press on April 6, 2025
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What if you received a video showing exactly what happened to Amelia Earhart?

And then similar videos of the Battle of the Little Bighorn and the Tulsa Race Massacre? What would you do if historians and experts verified every detail, and none of the videos showed traces of CGI?

If you’re Rich Penton, lead reporter at the investigative news show, RECON, you’d try to figure out who made the videos, who sent them to you and what you’re supposed to do about them. The only thing you’d know for sure is that the existence of the videos is absolutely impossible.

For humans.

But when the RECON team receives a video showing Chicago destroyed by an asteroid in the near future, they decide they’d better take it seriously. That’s when they feel the full force of the U.S. military and intelligence agencies, which clearly don’t want RECON involved in whatever mess this is, and the Russians send an assassin to ensure that anybody who tries to broadcast the videos winds up dead.

Perun’s Hammer blends exciting and contemporary AI, foreign intrigue, murder, historical mysteries, hazardous asteroids, undercover agents, a bizarre cult, and a mysterious intelligence that seems to be able to see through time.

My Review:

It begins with the impossible delivery of an equally impossible video – even if all that Rich Penton and his crew at RECON are certain of at that point is that the delivery shouldn’t have been possible. The video looks like REALLY good CGI of a meteor crashing into downtown Chicago. RECON is a successful, award-winning news magazine TV series (sorta/kinda like 60 Minutes was back in the day) but based in Chicago and set in the mid-2020s.

Meaning that the team at RECON is used to getting unusual pitches for stories. And that they know all about cutting-edge CGI. But it also means that their network security is state-of-the-art, a state that means that videos should not be capable of ‘magically’ appearing in anyone’s email without getting checked. And it certainly means that once such an email is deleted – it STAYS deleted.

The painted picture on this bison hide shows the battle of the Little Bighorn, where the Plain Indians fought Lieut. Col. George Custer’s troops. By Cheyenne artist – Museum of the American Indian

Except this video isn’t behaving the way it’s supposed to.

Not that they can do anything with it or about it except for the security breach. There’s nothing attached to tell them who sent it, how it was filmed, or what the purpose of it might be. They assume it’s a pitch for something – they get those all the time, but usually with a lot more information than this.

Then the second video arrives, just as mysteriously as the first. A video that seemed to have been taken at the Battle of the Little Big Horn as it was happening. In 1876. A video that checks out in every particular except one. In spite of repeated attempts to figure out how it was made, there is ZERO evidence of it being CGI. It seems to be authentic right down to facial recognition of even minor characters – even the angle of the sun and shadows is not just internally consistent but consistent with the date, time and location of the battle.

Tulsa Race Massacre aftermath, June 1, 1921

Which is when Rich and his team at RECON start to really, really dig. Because one way or another, this is one hell of a story. But as videos keep coming in, from Amelia Earhart’s ultimately fatal crash in 1937 to the horrors of the 1921 Tulsa Race Massacre to the tragic 1945 bombing of three German ships, the Deutschland, the Thielbek, and the Cap Arcona, filled to the gunwales with Jewish concentration camp inmates who were either killed by British bombs, or from being clubbed to death by Nazi soldiers and sympathizers waiting for the few survivors to wash up on shore.

As each of the later videos gets a YES in the column for historical accuracy and a NO in the column for being provably some sort of advanced CGI, it brings questions about the purpose of that first video of a meteor or asteroid striking Chicago, into terrible focus. If all the other videos are real recordings of historical events, then what was that first video? Was it a warning?

And if it was a warning – can they get the right people to believe in something so seemingly impossible in time to change the future before it becomes the present?

Escape Rating B+: First of all, in the interests of full disclosure, I received this book in a “friend of a friend of a friend” situation. Which I was honestly a bit salty about as I’m not all that fond of being committed to things by proxy.

Howsomever, (knowing this will completely undercut any and all arguments with the friend who got me into this), I’m not at all sorry about the whole thing. In fact, I’m pretty damn pleased with the result now that I’ve finished the book – and in spite of the quibbles I’m going to throw in near the end.

I had a damn good time reading this. Seriously. It was a thrill-a-minute ride from beginning to end in the best sorta/kinda SF movie thriller tradition. Movies like Armageddon, and Deep Impact.

What made Perūn’s Hammer just a bit different, and a whole lot more fun from this reader’s perspective, is that the story is set recognizably in Chicago. Not New York, not Washington DC, but Chicago. As someone who lived in Chicago for several years, I could picture all the scenes in the story AND just how big the devastation would be.

Which leads directly to the second fun thing. In most disaster movies, the disaster has either already happened or is past the point of no return. A big part of the plot and the point of Perūn’s Hammer is that those videos represent a future that ‘might’ be, not a fixed point in time. The worst of the crisis could be averted – if humanity can get its act together in time.

So the story isn’t the dystopia that comes after, or even the planning vs. panic scenario of an inevitable onrushing catastrophe. Instead, the ticking clock that drives the action is the investigation to figure out the nature of the message and then the mad scramble to act BEFORE it’s too late.

Neither of which could possibly be the job of a single human being – so even though parts of the story are told from Rich Penton’s first person perspective – which admittedly cuts the tension a bit because we know he survived otherwise he wouldn’t be around afterwards to do that telling – much of the story is told from a third person overview in order to follow the workings of the stellar team that make the show – and this story – possible.

Their team dynamic is absolutely top-notch. Each person is at the top of their respective game, and they each do their part to solve the mystery. It’s going to be up to Rich to convince the powers-that-be to put a multibillion dollar asset into space in the hopes of knocking the object off course. But he needs their collective very able assistance to put it all together and the investigation in all its many facets is a joy to follow.

Unfortunately, this is where my two huge quibbles with the story come in, and together they were enough to knock this from an A grade to a B+. Because I was compelled, but also extremely annoyed at this part.

In order for the reader – and the team – to truly appreciate just how high the stakes are in this story, one of the team members had to die. That’s the way thrillers like this work and it wasn’t exactly a shock for the reader when it happened. Especially considering that as far as solving the mystery goes, this particular team member had already completed their role. The problem I had with this was not the death, but the choice of character to die. The team member who was killed was the only gay person in the central cast, and the only character who was not or did not become part of a romantic couple. The “Bury Your Gays” trope is basically a cheap shot that did not need to be part of this story. Or, for that matter, any story.

It also leads directly to my other issue with the story, and that’s ‘villain fail’. There is a villain here. They’re not the ones who launched the object, but they are the ones trying to take advantage of it. In the international political climate of the past few years, the idea that the Russian Federation might be gleeful about an interstellar object flattening Chicago isn’t quite out of the bounds of plausibility. That Russia would engage in a campaign of misinformation and bribery in order to prevent the US from launching countermeasures in time is also not that far-fetched. Nor is the idea that they would have agents in the U.S. working to protect such a plan. However, the idea that all of that happened AND that the specific agent involved embodied all the worst possible racist, homophobic, sexist, psychopathic, sociopathic, violent and outright ‘bwahaha’ villain characteristics that have ever been assigned to a negative portrayal of an enemy agent in a single person put the whole thing way over the top and tripped my willing suspension of disbelief completely. To make a long harangue into a short sentence, the character of the villain of the piece slipped WAY over the line from CHARACTER into CARICATURE.

Amelia Earhart standing under nose of her Lockheed Model 10-E Electra. Gelatin silver print, 1937 by Underwood & Underwood

Very much on my other, and much more fascinated hand, I loved the deep dive into the historical incidents that were part of the vetting process for the videos. I wanted to say ‘happy’, but that’s the wrong word in this case. The historical analysis read as in-depth and extremely well done, which is something that I always love to see. However, I think it is important to note that all of the historical incidents with the exception of Amelia’s Earhart’s most likely sad end, were all true events that were horrifying in the extreme. They were also outright brutal tragedies of human inhumanity to other humans that were swept under the historical carpet because the victims were considered “other” from the perspective of the powers that be at the time.

A lot of the SFnal aspects of Perūn’s Hammer have been done before, in stories that reach as far back as Niven and Pournelle’s Lucifer’s Hammer through Kowal’s Lady Astronaut series and all the way up to last year’s When the Moon Hits Your Eye by way of at least two of the Star Trek movies (TMP and IV) as well as those disaster thrillers I started with.  Those familiar SFnal elements blend into a story that will keep readers on the edge of their seats, whether the parts that appeals are the historical mysteries, the technical breakthroughs, the political shenanigans and the spy games, or the surprisingly open-ended conclusion.

In spite of my quibbles, I had a grand time with Perūn’s Hammer. I think those quibbles hit so hard BECAUSE I was having such a grand reading time and those flaws disappointed me in a book that was otherwise really terrific.

All of which means that I’m glad that the author has already promised a sequel, tentatively titled Perūn Rises. I’m looking forward to seeing what happens next.

#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.

#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.