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My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I read Ghost Ship, Book 2 of P.J. Alderman’s Port Chatham series, right on the heels of Book 1. And was delighted that I did, because while both are standalone stories, the continuation of the relationship between lead characters Jordan and Jase flows beautifully right out of Book 1. It is, hands down, my favorite thing about the second book.

But that said, everything else about Ghost Ship is also a fun followup to Haunting Jordan. Jordan is once again called upon by Port Chatham’s deceased residents to investigate one of their own murders, setting up another dual plotline that bounces back and forth between the past and the current timelines. This time the ghostly victim is Michael, the former rival for the affections of Jordan’s ghostly roommate Hattie–and Michael’s much more aggressive about having been killed. The modern murder is of Michael’s own descendant. Naturally, Jordan has to solve both at once!

We get some fun development of what all Jordan’s capable of seeing in this book, as well as some further explanation of what the ghosts of Port Chatham are themselves able to do. There’s advancement of Jordan’s friendship with Darcy, the (refreshingly) female sheriff of the town, as well as the aforementioned romantic advancement. On the strength of the image in my reader’s eye given me by the very last page alone, I almost liked this one even more than the first, and am greatly looking forward to what Alderman will be writing next. Five stars.

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I’m delighted to report that Haunting Jordan by P.J. Alderman was one of the most charming cozy mysteries I’ve read in some time. (And, happily, its Book 2 was equally engaging–but more on that in that book’s review.)

The Jordan of the title is our heroine Jordan Marsh, a therapist who’s fled L.A. to avoid the storm of controversy surrounding her philandering husband’s murder. She’s been a suspect, and indeed is still considered a suspect by a particularly determined detective even though she’s been cleared of any wrongdoing. Now she’s resettling in the Pacific Northwest, hoping to start a new life. Problem is, that quaint old house she’s hoping to renovate is already occupied. By two ghosts who want her to solve one of their own murders. And much to Jordan’s deep chagrin, her ability to see and interact with not only these ghosts but every other ghost in the town makes her an instant figure of color to everyone else in Port Chatham, especially Jase Cunningham, her handsome neighbor.

Thus begins a dual plotline, one with Jordan delving deep into researching the town’s history to try to figure out what happened to the deceased Hattie, and the other with the murder of Jordan’s husband and the fallout around it chasing her to Port Chatham. You have to suspend your disbelief a bit in regards to the historical plotline, and go with the flow that apparently every prominent ghost in the town had their lives so well and thoroughly documented that letters and journals and newspapers of the time are conveniently around for Jordan to read through–but even given that, the exploration of those characters’ fates is fun.

So is the current-day plot. It takes a bit to set up who the actual killer of Jordan’s husband was, given that the history plot gets so much camera time; astute readers will, also, probably figure out faster than I did who did it. But I didn’t really care, since I was having such fun with Alderman’s prose.

In particular, I had great fun with the developing relationship between Jordan and Jase. Alderman hit all the best ways to make a male lead character attractive to me, starting off with sentences that still stick out for me even as I write this review: “Caffeinated beverages notwithstanding, though, he looked… interesting. Broad shoulders, and a confident, ground-eating stride.” And, “Up close, his face was rugged and lived-in… and appealing.” This is pretty much all the physical cues that the author needed to give me about Jase’s attractiveness, as well as Jordan’s reaction to it. Throughout the rest of the book, Jase’s appeal is demonstrated through his actions and his participation in the plot, and through his overall laid-back nature–up until he’s called up to not be laid-back anymore, at which point he demonstrates his ability to ramp up his focus impressively. In other words, the hero is sexy not because he’s mind-bogglingly gorgeous, but because he’s awesome.

And I love that. Compared with the more blatant descriptions of so-called sexy heroes that I run into all over paranormal romance and much urban fantasy, not to mention the overtly physical descriptions of how heroines react to them, this was the best possible way to get me invested in the book’s budding romance. Combined with the town’s overall quirky reaction to Jordan’s ghost-seeing ability–i.e., not a single person in the town is surprised that the ghosts exists, and many of them envy her the ability to see them–I found this fun from start to finish.

It’s not perfect. Like I said, one does need to suspend a bit of disbelief when it comes to how well the former lives of the ghost characters are documented, and some readers may find the complexity of the plot lacking. But I loved Alderman’s prose and characters so much that I didn’t care about either of these things, and it is a measure of how much I adored this book and its successor that after I bought the ebooks, I went right back out and bought them in paperback as well so that I’d have offline copies. Alderman has definitely joined my list of authors I want to keep around in print. Five stars.

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

The Silent Army, book 2 of James Knapp’s “Revivors” series, picks up pretty much where the first one leaves off. In this installment we continue with the same viewpoint characters as State of Decay: Nico, Faye, Calliope, and Zoe, and everyone’s personal plotlines are advanced significantly. Be warned that Faye’s status in particular changes hugely, and provides a whole new level of focus to Nico’s mission to expose the conspiracy surrounding the use of revivors as secret weapons.

I found this book every bit as gripping as the first one, but really can’t say much more about the plot for fear of spoilers. Instead I’ll just add that Knapp’s prose continued to be very tight, and I burned through this almost even more than I did the first book. As of this one, I was much more comfortable with our lead characters and therefore more invested in how their individual parts of the overall story progressed–as well as how they all interacted with each other.

Book 3 of the series is out and I look forward to reading that as well. For this one, four stars.

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Note: I originally read this book back in 2006, and read it again in 2011. My opinion of the book hasn’t changed in the interval, though it’s worth noting that I did enjoy it well enough to come back and read it again. Accordingly, I am re-posting my original review.

I can generally rely upon Elizabeth Lowell to give me a fluffily suspenseful but enjoyable read. She’s formulaic, sure, but it’s a formula I happen to like: beautiful, spunky woman plus broody and sexy man plus people trying to kill them, generally for reasons involving fabulously expensive l00t, dirty secrets, or both. The man is generally broody over a troubled past, and chances are high that the woman has had issues involving men in her own background. Chances are even higher than they will resist being attracted to one another, and they may well get cranky at one another if one thinks the other has done something particularly stupid, though if that happens, you know that by the end they’ll clue in and live Happily Ever After(TM). Also, by way of demonstrating what a butch guy he is and how he’ll lay it on the line for his girl, the hero will get wounded at a suitably dramatic juncture in the narrative, but always in one of the Approved Hero Fashions, and it will never prevent him from handily dispatching the villain even if he has to keel over afterwards (even if it takes him several chapters to pull it off).

Always Time to Die is a fine example of her formula. Nothing terribly new or unusual here, unless you count a remarkable lack of angst on the part of the heroine Carly, which I quite appreciated. She was spunky and funny, and although she did have the obligatory Trouble With Men in her background, it wasn’t something she had any issues with, and it certainly didn’t get in the way of her realizing that Dan, Hero Du Jour, was the hottest thing to ever hot out of Hot Town.

The genealogy aspect of the plot was also new and kind of fun for Lowell. Some reviewers on Amazon.com were complaining about this bogging down the story for them, but I found it entertaining and certainly quite pertinent to the ongoing story; it felt well-balanced against the current brouhahas, and past and present came together in a suitably suspenseful fashion at the end. All in all an entertaining way to blow a few hours.

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Oh, this was a fun one. James Knapp’s State of Decay, the first of his Revivors series, put forth a nice take on zombies: a futuristic society where people can be reanimated via technological means. Volunteering to have yourself reanimated upon your death comes with the temptation of improvement of your citizenship ranking, and many unknowing citizens go for it. But there is, of course, the obligatory Dirty Secret.

The so-called “revivors” are kept out of the public eye, serving as mercenaries in the brutal wars being fought in Asia. But our hero, FBI agent Nico Wachalowski, finds out someone is customizing revivors to kill local targets–and that, furthermore, the conception that a revivor does not remember his or her former life may be disturbingly wrong.

Be warned though that we have not one, not two, not three, but four POV characters here. Chapters cycle regularly between Nico’s storyline and those of police officer (and Nico’s former girlfriend) Faye Dasalia, ring fighter Calliope Flax, and Zoe Ott, a young woman shattered by visions of the dead. Each character is, however, critical to the plot and to Nico’s eventual discovery of the conspiracy behind what’s going on with the revivors. Points as well for the fact that three out of the four POV characters in this book are in fact female, even if it’s Nico who gets the attention in the blurb. Everything moves along quickly enough, at a suitably gripping intensity, that you never stop in one character’s point of view for long. I didn’t find this too difficult to follow, though a reader who takes better to one character over the others may get impatient for the camera to cycle back around again.

And yeah, this is a book that moves along at a thriller’s pace, and which furthermore doesn’t pull any punches when it comes to what our lead characters have to go through. Four stars.

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Okay, now we’re finally talking. Something About You was the Julie James book so eagerly supported by the Smart Bitches, and when I finally made it to this one after reading the first two by James, I could see what they were going on about. Of the three, which I read back to back, this one was easily most enjoyable to me. It helped a great deal that this one was more romantic suspense rather than a pure romance plotline, so there was more to line up with my personal reading tastes.

Our heroine Cameron Lynde is an assistant US attorney who overhears a murder while she’s staying in a luxury hotel–and to her shock and horror (and to the glee of her percolating hormones), the FBI agent assigned to the case is Jack Pallas, the very same agent whose career she ruined three years before. Cue the obligatory Having to Put Their Past Behind Them to Solve the Case, and all of the attendant sexual tension therein.

Two big things I liked about this: Cameron was reasonably smart about dealing with police protection and Jack having to improve the security in her house. And by ‘dealing with’, I mean, ‘she actually accepted it and did her best to work with it’, as opposed to ‘pitching a tantrum and sneaking around the guys trying to do their jobs to keep her from getting killed’. So points for that. Also high marks for having the B romance in this story actually being a gay one, which I was not expecting. Cameron has the typical Romance Heroine Accessory of a gay male best friend, only he and his boy get a nice amount of screen time and some actual character development.

It still wasn’t the most substantial thing I’ve ever read, to be sure. While there were many aspects of it I enjoyed, I still found quite a few of the chain of events driving the overall plot disappointingly predictable. Still, this was definitely my favorite of the James ebooks I read earlier this year, and I liked it well enough that I’d consider reading further romantic suspense from this author. Three and a half stars (rounded up to four, since Goodreads doesn’t do half star ratings).

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Julie James’ first book, Just the Sexiest Man Alive, didn’t do much for me. Fortunately, Practice Makes Perfect worked better for me, otherwise I’d have seriously regretted buying three ebooks of hers at once!

The driving character conflict here has a bit more substance than the first book, which helps. We’ve got our heroine, Payton, who works for the same law firm as our hero, J.D., and it’s established right out of the gate that they vociferously dislike each other. (Which is of course, in Romancelandia, code for “they will be snogging each other’s faces off before we’re halfway through the book”.) The situation is decidedly Not Improved when they discover that someone in the firm is going to get a promotion–but there’s only one promotion slot available. And guess which two members of the firm are up for consideration? They are, of course, forced to work together on a Supremely Important Case, all the while trying very hard to pretend they aren’t noticing one another. With interest.

Though I did like this one better than the first, still, though, this one plays as awfully heteronormative to me. Payton’s supposed to be a strident feminist, while J.D. stays just far enough on the good line of the line between “conversative” and “outright sexist jerk” that I did make it to the end of the book without wanting to punch him. So a lot of the conflict between them is driven by their perceptions of each other’s gender politics, but it’s presented in such a simplistic way that I wound up having a strange reaction to it–I was all “wait, there are still novels that have such watered-down gender politics as their character conflict?” And then I remembered that, yeah, well, these things still happen in real life, so. And some readers may get their first exposure to these sorts of questions through even such light fare as a romance novel.

But to get back to the overall point, even given the very standard conversative-boy-vs.-liberal-girl conflict, I did enjoy reading this. The main plot of how well Payton and J.D. handle the case they have to handle together is enjoyable enough, and I did like how they eventually ferret out the original cause of their animosity towards each other. Not a terribly substantial book overall, but a perfectly acceptable light read. Three stars.

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

The fine ladies at the Smart Bitches site periodically do a Save the Contemporary campaign featuring, as you might guess, contemporary romances. And not too long ago, they played up the author Julie James, who at that point had released a total of three novels. I was interested, so I went ahead and bought all three of the titles. Just the Sexiest Man Alive was the first of these.

And, unfortunately, it was the one I liked the least. I do not read as much comtemporary romance, in no small part because that’s the romance subgenre most likely to remind me that in many ways, I’m just not the target audience for the standard heteronormative relationship story. I need something else in the story to hold my interest, which is why I like historicals, paranormals, or romantic suspense more. In this particular case, we’ve got lawyer Taylor Donovan assigned to give legal coaching to the actor Jason Andrews for his upcoming courtroom thriller–and while I might have had fun with this as a plot concept, it fell over hard for me for one simple reason.

I.e., I found our hero Jason to be a self-centered jackass. More than once he pulls selfish crap on Taylor that made me want to haul off and punch him one, and left me wondering what she could possibly see in him. That he ultimately does something less selfish for her, supposedly a sign that he’s having a change of heart, doesn’t play well since I don’t buy that he’s genuinely learned from his mistakes. I never got any sense that he realized “I’m being a selfish prick here and I should stop it”, much less “I’ve got to tell her I’m sorry”.

It’s a shame, too, because James’ writing is not bad. I am happy to say that I did like the books after this one better. For this one, though, two stars.

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

I read Michael Koryta’s So Cold the River as a library checkout, since I’d never encountered the author before yet was in the mood to try a suspense-oriented horror thriller. And while I found it competently done in some ways, in others, it was ultimately kind of disappointing. This was an uncommon instance of a book I read and wound up not actually wanting to buy.

Eric Shaw was once an up-and-coming filmmaker, and now he’s slogging through his days by filming memorials for funerals while he avoids dealing with how he’s walked out on his wife Claire. A wealthy socialite, Alyssa Bradford, hires him to do a documentary about her father-in-law–and when Eric agrees to take the job, he comes to a town full of the obligatory layers upon layers of disturbing secrets. At the heart of them all lurks something evil, something Eric begins to see in visions once he starts taking drinks from an old bottle of Pluto Water.

At its core the plot wasn’t bad, I’ll happily give it that, yet some aspects of its execution rubbed me the wrong way. One big one was that while you initially are led to believe that drinking this old mineral water is what’s causing Eric to have visions, it comes up at one point that he has this ability anyway–and his wife actually has to remind him of an incident where he’d exhibited precognition. That yanked me RIGHT out of the story, because I found it impossible to believe that a person could forget something like that.

The other thing that bugged me was that a good deal of time is spent in the POV of the primary mortal antagonist. I acknowledge that this was necessary for the development of his character, and you do ultimately see where his character is going. But that said, more than once I found that character repugnant enough that I was almost driven away from the book.

On the good side, there were several genuinely creepy passages, and I had no issues with anything about Koryta’s prose; more, my quibbles were with aspects of his characterization and plot. In the end, though, this book didn’t seize me well enough to make it permanently into my collection. I’d recommend it as a library read, or if you need something to read on a trip, but nothing more than that. Two stars.