Monday 22 June 2020

Book Review | She Lies in Wait by Gytha Lodge | prettylittlewriter

Today I'm sharing a little review of another great British novel, She Lies in Wait by Gytha Lodge.
I bought this book from my local Tesco after reading the synopsis you can see in the picture below; it was so incredibly intriguing and I like a book that focuses on the detective as the main character, especially when the writer creates a character with a mysterious background that you just cannot wait to discover.
One of the things I loved about this book is how after every chapter with DCI Sheens, you had a chapter with Aurora; slowly telling you the story of what happened to her out in those woods thirty years ago.

After each chapter with her, you start believing you've figured out who killed her, and then there's another spanner thrown in that completely turns you the other way.

Gytha has created a novel with such incredible suspense you never want to put it down. I think I read it in two days, or rather, two evenings (working 9-5 during the day).

I won't give you any further details on it, as I really think you have to read this for yourself and get stuck in. 

Overall I really enjoyed this book.

3.5/5 stars

Sunday 14 June 2020

Broken Memories | A Working Novel | prettylittlewriter

Today I'm sharing something with you all that means a lot to me. I wrote a short story when I was sixteen for my English coursework, a story that I was so incredibly proud of as it felt so painfully raw and real, even though it was completely fictional to me.
I think it's the best writing I'd ever done, and the fact that I wrote it a sixteen, when I knew nothing of the world really, gives it that special place in my heart.

I hadn't been back to the story for years until today. 
After watching The Longest Ride movie by Nicholas Sparks, it triggered something in me. I got so emotional after watching it and for some reason, it inspired me to make the decision of turning that short story in a full novel.

So today, I've spent the last hour creating the very first chapter for the book, and I would like your feedback. 
I'm asking you to read this and give me any comments you can, good or bad, and I'd like to know if it makes you want to read more, and intrigued enough to want to find out what happened in the past to these characters to get them to where the book begins.

The story was originally called Broken Memories, but I'm not happy with this title, so it's a work in progress!

So here it is. Please read. Please share. Please give me your feedback, it would really mean a lot.

Broken Memories

The air was crisp and I could feel the wind rushing up my shirt as I stood there, toes curled over the edge.

I closed my eyes and thought about her, that smile, those dimples. That long blonde hair that shimmered in the sunlight. Those eyes that sparkled with a beauty I had never seen before.

A single tear fell down my left cheek, that salty taste I knew all too well in recent months.

Never in my life had I felt such a crushing pain before until that night, where my entire world collapsed in a matter of minutes.

Not only did we lose something we didn't even really have, but that was also the day I lost her.

That night she lost her sparkle. I never saw those beautiful dimples again, she just couldn't bear to smile. That twinkle in her eyes had turned into a mist; they were always brimming with tears.

Just three months ago we were filled with joy and laughter, falling all over each other on the beach, snuggled up in a blanket watching the sunset and planning out our future. The house, the wedding, the children.

Instead, I was here, on top of the largest building in our small town, feet on the edge, ready to end my life.

I breathed deeply as I braced myself, ready to take the plunge. This is what I had to do. Nothing else in the world mattered to me anymore. I had lost everything; she was my everything.

There was nothing that could ease my pain, believe me I've tried. I turned to whiskey in the beginning, something I'd had in my life since I was seven years old thanks to my old man. After Mum died, whiskey became his life.

So day after day and night after night, I drank. The burning sensation as the whiskey fell down my throat was just a reminder to me that I was numb to everything else.

I'd even been to see a doctor; my best pal Nate insisted I go as he couldn't deal with my explosive behaviour any longer, 'Mate, you've got a problem. You're spiralling and you need help. I hate seeing you like this'. He'd said this one night after I'd almost ended up in a prison cell thanks to some dickhead that made a joke whilst in our local pub about an at-home abortion technique he would use on his girlfriend if she got pregnant.

The doctor prescribed me some pills and told me to see a therapist; as if I really needed to keep talking about my past when it hurt so fucking much to even think about it. Talking about what had happened was the last thing I wanted to do.

I paused, thinking I'd heard footsteps for a moment. So I remained silent, thinking about her, wondering if somehow she knew I was here.

After a minute or two, I realised that I must have imagined it. There's no way she could know where I was, she didn't even know I was back in town.

I slowly lifted my right foot from the ground; nothing else to stop me from ending this torment. 

Monday 1 June 2020

Book Review | Lesley Kara's Who Did You Tell? | prettylittlewriter

This week I'm giving you my opinion on the second novel by Lesley Kara, an author based here in the UK.
I read her first novel, The Rumour, a year or so ago, and I think I managed to finish it in a couple of days. It was the only book I'd actually completed since I finished University, and I knew it was brilliant as I just couldn't put it down. I'd stay up late till the early hours of the morning, forcing myself to stay awake to get to the end and discover the truth. There was also a brilliant twist right at the very end which I really wasn't expecting!

So when I found out she'd released a 2nd book, I had to have it. 

It’s been 192 days, seven hours and fifteen minutes since her last drink. Now Astrid is trying to turn her life around.

Having reluctantly moved back in with her mother, in a quiet seaside town away from the temptations and painful memories of her life before, Astrid is focusing on her recovery. She's going to meetings. Confessing her misdeeds. Making amends to those she's wronged.

But someone knows exactly what Astrid is running from. And they won't stop until she learns that some mistakes can't be corrected.

Some mistakes, you have to pay for...
This novel began with the suspicion that Astrid had a stalker, and I assumed it was an ex of Astrid's.
Intrigued, as I carried on reading, the reasons behind Astrid's alcohol addiction became apparent, and there was definitely more going on than what you were first lead to believe.

I was very passionate about Astrid and her relationship with the character of Josh, a love interest. I always enjoy a love story, so I was invested in them and so badly wanted their relationship to work. Not only because I like a bit of romance, but I also felt for Astrid, she had been through an awful lot and I wanted her to have something positive in her life.

Lesley really had managed to make me feel for these characters, and that is what I loved the most about the novel. I could really empathize with Astrid, and even her mother at times, as someone with an addiction can be difficult to cope with.

The ending was not what I expected at all, and in all honestly, I should know this by now as there are so many authors out there who manage to lead you down one path and the truth is in the other direction. I was very impressed. 

In conclusion, Lesley Kara knows how to keep you in suspense, and create a character that you are drawn to, needing to know how things end for them.

I would 100% recommend to others, as well as The Rumour. 

3.5/5 stars