Mailbox Monday – 1/4

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Mailbox Monday is the gathering place for readers to share the books that came into their house last week (checked out library books don’t count, eBooks & audio books do). Warning: Mailbox Monday can lead to envy, toppling TBR piles and humongous wish lists.

This week I got three books. The first I got from BookMooch.com and it is “Lord Darcy”. It is an old book but supposidly a good one; it’s been recommended to me by a number of people…so I am excited to read it.

The second book was “Wicked Gentlemen” by Ginn Hale. I finally broke down and bought this book. It’s been on my “To Be Read” list forever and now that I am doing the GLBT challenge for 2010, it will be one book to go towards that challenge.

The last book was “Inklings: A Memoir” by Jeffrey Koterba. This was another book from the Amazon Vine program. Not something I would normally read, but it looked really interesting…so I wanted to give it a try.

Hope you are all having a great New Year so far! Happy Reading 🙂

Lord Darcy by Randall Garrett

First Sentence: “Sir Pierre Morlaix, Chevalier fo the Angevin Empire, Knight of the Golden Leopard, and secretary-in-private to my lord, the Count D’Evereux, pushed back the lace at his cuff for a glance at his wrist watch- three minutes of seven.”
From Amazon.com: “Welcome to an alternate world where Richard the Lion-Heart did not die in the year 1199…where magic is a science and science is an art…where the great detective Lord Darcy and the sorcerer Sean O’Lochlainn combine occult skills and brilliant deductions to bring criminals to the King’s Justice and thwart those who plot against the Realm. Welcome to a world where murder may be committed by magic most foul, but crime still does not pay – as long as Lord Darcy is on the case.”

Wicked Gentlemen by Ginn Hale

First Sentence: “The night hung in tatters.”
From Amazon.com: “Belimai Sykes is many things: a Prodigal, the descendant of ancient demons, a creature of dark temptations and rare powers. He is also a man with a brutal past and a dangerous addiction. And Belimai Sykes is the only man Captain William Harper can turn to when faced with a series of grisly murders. But Mr. Sykes does not work for free and the price of Belimai’s company will cost Captain Harper far more than his reputation. From the ornate mansions of noblemen, where vivisection and sorcery are hidden beneath a veneer of gold, to the steaming slums of Hells Below, Captain Harper must fight for justice and for his life. His enemies are many and his only ally is a devil he knows too well.”

Inklings: A Memoir by Jeffrey Koterba

First Sentence: “The Plymouth rattles up the driveway, its headlights beaming through the blinds of our living room window, illuminating the dark canyons of broken TVs and boxes.”
From Amazon.com: “When Jeffrey Koterba was six, he started drawing his first cartoons, painstakingly copying from the Sunday Omaha World Herald’sfunny papers and making up his own characters. With a pen and a sheet of white paper, he was able to escape into a world that was clean, expansive, and comfortable–a refuge from the pandemonium surrounding him. The tiny house Koterba grew up in was full-to-bursting with garage-sale treasures and televisions his father Art repaired and sold for extra money. A hard-drinking one-time jazz drummer whose big dreams never seemed to come true, Art was subject to violent facial and vocal tics–symptoms of Tourette’s Syndrome, a condition Jeffrey inherited–as well as explosions of temper and eccentricity that kept the Koterba family teetering on the brink of disaster. From the canyons of broken electronics, the lightning strikes, screaming matches, and discouragements great and small emerged a young man determined to follow his creative spirit to grand heights. And much to his surprise, he found himself on a journey back to his family and the father he once longed to escape. An exuberant, heart-felt memoir that calls to mind The Tender Bar and Fun Home, Inklings is infused with an irresistible optimism all its own.”