Sugar Springs by Kim Law read by Natalie Ross

The absentee father-veterinarian comes back not knowing that his ex-love is raising his daughters. He finds out, meets his girls, plays daddy, screws the right sister, and wants to run away, again.

19 Years of Reviews

A serious Swede, heir of a prestigious Accounting firm, talks to his tour bus driver who must, like him, return to an unwanted fate, a little farm waiting for him to take it over: "I'm no good at going out looking for sheep that have got stuck on their backA Week in Winter by Maeve Binchy read by Rosalyn Landor

If you walk into a bar and hear a bunch of guys wondering about why angels have to sit on clouds "as if they don't got chairs in heaven," you're probably in a Dortmunder novel. If the guys are hunched over their drinks with that 1000-yard stare that suggests thatMetaphors as Politics: Donald Westlake: Watch Your Back!

In some possible Doris Day movie about a perky blonde secretary and a rich executive bachelor there is a perpetual secretarial pool typing out Nora Roberts novels in time to Sinatra or Liszt. There is no Nora Roberts. There is a pool of Nora Roberts, a herd of Nora Roberts,The Nora Roberts Pool

Do you really want to hear a book about a woman who lies to her husband as a part of her job? About a wife who makes herself lovable by pretending not to know where Luxembourg is, and then insisting that it doesn't exist, and then bitching about its size?The ExPats by Chris Pavone read by Mozhan Marno

Slightly tighter, sharper, more ascerbic Carolyn Brown "women helping women" novel. 5 military wives cling together to comfort yet another soon to be divorced wife of a retiring military husband who, incidentally, is unfaithful. It is not altogether a celebratory narrative. The wives take a camping trip to theThe Empty Nesters by Carolyn Brown

The House of UnAmerican Activities Committee (on which sits Dick Nixon) is looking for Communists, and finds a few poor schmucks in Hollywood. Some Jews are inquisitioned, black-listed, and disappeared from the credits. Their words are found in screenplays by unknowns from Wyoming and Maine. Other JewsBeverly Hills Dead by Stuart Woods read by Tony Roberts

It is rare to hear the barely conscious memories of a powerful woman reconnoitring the dimensions of a frustrated girlhood. The wooden, joyless father, the servile, fearful, nervous mother, the rules, the order, the manners, the placements, the positions, the positionings of the dinner table, extended to the smallest sensationsA Certain Justice by P.D. James read by Simon Prebble

Nick, Miami news reporter, is a decent, semi-sad, semi-serious, guy. One day he is sent out to cover a typical Miami highway accident. Dead on the scene are his wife and one of his twin daughters. One year later Nick is a decent semi sad semi serious guy with one daughterEye of Revengeby Jonathon King

"It was no longer about the money, it was that innocent people had died." This insincere, formulaic, unremarkable thought is thought yet again by Hilary the victim in the 68th Chapter of this disappointing 'thriller'. Another poor and pretty mother, another psychopath, another Asperbergers child. Who cares?Everything to Lose by Andrew Gross read by Tavia Gilbert

When a computer salesman comes home she greets him with a smile which denies the need to talk about the bill, all the bills, for things he wants to deny her. Later, in the bath, she shoots him. His name is Dennis Poole. He is the kind of man whoNightlife by Thomas Perry read by Shelley Frasier

Stitched into textiles by young girls in the early 19th century, some terribly bored, are poems. These needlepointed poems are featured as epigraphs in another "cozy" mystery about a woman who returns to Maine. Life in a small town in Maine is mostly monotonous and cold. It is also cumulative.Lea Wait, Thread and Gone read by Christina Delaine

A nympho wine reviewer with a boyfriend who doesn't like to fuck on boats looks for a killer in San Francisco. But there are no localized mappings, detailing the city or its' neighborhoods, except for traffic on the Golden Gate Bridge. Likewise, don't expect any happy wine tasting menuDeath in a Wine-Dark Sea by Lisa King

An acoustical hog. There is no one as good as Griffin on the hearts and minds of the Military, and no one as bad as the histrionic, oversyncopated, overamplifed, over-the-top Dick Hill reading him. A pity. Where is the outstanding Michael Russotto? By Order of the President by W.E.B. Griffin misread by Dick Hill

Interesting detective novel about an ex-Mexican ex-sheriff and his deputy-historian. A little bloody but lots of clean writing, and a sharpening style. Good lines. Cartwright was spry and walked fast… he led me around a lush Palo Verdi tree. It reminded me of the way trenches had been constructed on the Western FrontThe Night Detectives by Jon Talton read by Jim Meskimen (A David Mapstone Mystery)

Reacher heard the rack of the slide twenty feet behind him. He heard it very clearly. It was exactly the kind of sound he had trained himself never to miss. To his ears, it was a complete, complex split second symphony and every component registered precisely. The scrape of alloyBad Luck and Trouble by Lee Child read by Dick Hill