Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Top Secret 21

Janet Evanovich

I read this one in less than 3 days.

Trenton, New Jersey’s favorite used-car dealer, Jimmy Poletti, was caught selling a lot more than used cars out of his dealerships. Now he’s out on bail and has missed his date in court, and bounty hunter Stephanie Plum is looking to bring him in. Leads are quickly turning into dead ends, and all too frequently into dead bodies. Even Joe Morelli, the city’s hottest cop, is struggling to find a clue to the suspected killer’s whereabouts. These are desperate times, and they call for desperate measures. So Stephanie is going to have to do something she really doesn’t want to do: protect former hospital security guard and general pain in her behind Randy Briggs. Briggs was picking up quick cash as Poletti’s bookkeeper and knows all his boss’s dirty secrets. Now Briggs is next on Poletti’s list of people to put six feet under.
To top things off, Ranger—resident security expert and Stephanie’s greatest temptation—has been the target of an assassination plot. He’s dodged the bullet this time, but if Ranger wants to survive the next attempt on his life, he’ll have to enlist Stephanie’s help and reveal a bit more of his mysterious past.
Death threats, highly trained assassins, highly untrained assassins, and Stark Street being overrun by a pack of feral Chihuahuas are all in a day’s work for Stephanie Plum. The real challenge is dealing with her Grandma Mazur’s wild bucket list. A boob job and getting revenge on Joe Morelli’s Grandma Bella can barely hold a candle to what’s number one on the list—but that’s top secret.


Stephanie Plum is one of my favorite hapless characters. I look forward to each new installment of the series with great anticipation.

Janet Evanovich always poses the question Team Ranger or Team Morelli? For 21, I am voting Team Ranger. 

And I have totally cast Peter Dinklage as Randy Briggs in my internal novel-movie. Blame it on all the Game of Thrones.





Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Hope Springs Eternal

I applied for the writer's residency on Amtrak.

A few friends I know also applied, and received the news today that they were not chosen.

I don't expect to be, but a tiny little part is still hoping to win.

In other news, I am going radioactive tomorrow and bought a couple of new books to read during seclusion;