Books Then and Now
The two books I finished this week were The Unorthodox Murder of Rabbi Wahl by Joseph Telushkin and Ann Cleeves’ White Nights. Both were above average reads and each offered something unique.
My current reads are all thanks to you, my fellow book bloggers. Last week I asked for audio book recommendations and all the suggestions I hadn’t already read are now waiting patiently in my audible wishlist (I have an account which allows me two downloads per month). Belle of Ms Bookish was so passionate about Chris Grabenstein’s John Ceepack novels narrated by Jeff Woodman that I started listening to the first in the series, Tilt-a-Whirl, immediately. My current print book, Åke Edwardson’s Frozen Tracks was also recommended by a book blogger: Maxine from Petrona whose review is at Euro Crime. I wouldn’t have chosen either book for myself based on the blurbs alone but I’ve grown to trust my favourite book bloggers and so have been rewarded with two very different but thoroughly enjoyable reading experiences. Lucky me.
I’m not sure what I’ll read next. There are more than a hundred books on my TBR pile but none are screaming at me especially loudly just yet although I suspect it’s time for something Australian.
Arrivals and Departures
Rarely for me this week I have maintained the status quo. I didn’t acquire any books or dispose of any. But before you all congratulate me for my restraint I should declare that I did do some online shopping this week and expect my orders to start trickling in soon. I blame the global financial crisis which has done terrible things to everyone’s economy but ours which means that our little Aussie dollar buys a heck of a lot more than it used to and I’m making hay while the sun shines. Oh and I’m very (very) weak.
Link Fest
I haven’t spend much time online this week but a couple of reports about the multitude of awards handed out at the annual Bouchercon caught my eye:
- I’m sure it’s lovely for the authors and publishers to have so many chances to win something but some of the categories have baffled me. The Barry Awards gave an award for Best British Novel which was won by Stieg Larsson’s The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (written by a Swede, set in Sweden) from a field of equally non-British novels. What’s the point?
- I also noticed that there was an Anthony Award for Best Cover Art, which was also won by The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. I don’t find the US cover art (which won the award) nearly as striking as the UK/Aust cover sitting on my shelves. What about you?

US TGWTDT

UK TGWTDT
Just so you know The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo also picked up Best First Mystery (Macavity Awards voted on by members of Mystery Readers International) and Best First Novel (Anthony Awards which are voted on by the convention’s attendees).
…and one more thing

Nothing to rant about this week but I would like to announce that I finally did the draw for winners of the Aussie Author Giveaway #2 (yes I know I’m slack). Margot Kinberg and Maggie Mason have won copies of PD Martin’s Body Count while Ann in Ottowa will be receiving a copy of Brian Kavanagh’s The Embroidered Corpse. I have more signed copies of PD Martin’s books for next month’s give away as well as some other titles so please come back on the first of November to enter.
It’s time for me to give away some more crime fiction by Australian authors. This month I’m offering pre-loved (but fully functional) copies of
Thanks to all those who entered my first give away. I’ll get to the winners in a moment but first I thought I’d share entrants’ answers to the question that had nothing to do with the outcome of the competition. I asked people to tell me the first word or phrase that came into their minds when they thought of Australia. The common themes from those outside the country are certainly exotic animals (a.k.a pests if you’re an Aussie farmer) and the outback (which very few of us live in but most of us have driven through)(in my case these are mostly known as road trips from hell).
Technically that title is misleading as I don’t actually have any Australian authors to give away (would that it were true, who wouldn’t want an erudite Aussie all of their very own?).