M. G. Wheaton
General Fiction (Adult) , Sci Fi & Fantasy
Hodder & Stoughton
23 Apr 2019
Meet Emily - she can solve advanced mathematical problems, unlock the mind's deepest secrets and even fix your truck's air con, but unfortunately, she can't restart the Sun.
Emily is an artificial consciousness, designed in a lab to help humans process trauma, which is particularly helpful when the sun begins to die 5 billion years before scientists agreed it was supposed to.
So, her beloved human race is screwed, and so is Emily. That is, until she finds a potential answer buried deep in the human genome. But before her solution can be tested, her lab is brutally attacked, and Emily is forced to go on the run with two human companions - college student Jason and small-town Sheriff, Mayra.
As the sun's death draws near, Emily and her friends must race against time to save humanity. But before long it becomes clear that it's not only the species at stake, but also that which makes us most human.
So the Apocalypse actually happens and money is no longer of
any value, just barter. And Emily, an artificial intelligence was designed to
interface with, and de-code human minds. She was designed to become not a maths
genius, but rather a non-human psychiatrist. It was reasoned that people would
open up more to a program than a human and thus more would be learnt about the
human mind and emotions that way. Of course, she needed a body to undertake her
work but the sun’s failure somewhat interrupted everyone’s intentions. Emily
can eat, wash, sleep and alter her appearance despite requiring a Caucasian
female personality for the experiment.
So, if the human race can no longer live on Earth, what can
be done to record their lives, their endeavours and hopes? And how can Emily
An interesting idea within a set of ‘books’ within the book
as Emily and her protocols evolve, and as the Earth dies but…
Why Mummy Doesn’t Give a ****! 5
General Fiction (Adult), romance, family, women's fiction
27 Jun 2019
I’m wondering how many more f*cking ‘phases’ I have to endure before my children become civilised and functioning members of society? It seems like people have been telling me ‘it’s just a phase!’ for the last fifteen bloody years. Not sleeping through the night is ‘just a phase.’ Potty training and the associated accidents ‘is just a phase’. The tantrums of the terrible twos are ‘just a phase’. The picky eating, the back chat, the obsessions. The toddler refusals to nap, the teenage inability to leave their beds before 1pm without a rocket being put up their arse. The endless singing of Frozen songs, the dabbing, the weeks where apparently making them wear pants was akin to child torture. All ‘just phases!’ When do the ‘phases’ end though? WHEN?
Mummy dreams of a quirky rural cottage with roses around the door and chatty chickens in the garden. Life, as ever, is not going quite as she planned. Paxo, Oxo and Bisto turn out to be highly rambunctious, rather than merely chatty, and the roses have jaggy thorns. Her precious moppets are now giant teenagers, and instead of wittering at her about who would win in a fight – a dragon badger or a ninja horse – they are Snapchatting the night away, stropping around the tiny cottage and communicating mainly in grunts – except when they are demanding Ellen provides taxi services in the small hours. And there is never, but never, any milk in the house. At least the one thing they can all agree on is that rescued Barry the Wolfdog may indeed be The Ugliest Dog in the World, but he is also the loveliest.
I loved this series so far, and this book didn’t disappoint.
It is written in such a way that you can hear her voice and understand her
emotions as they are exposed. And Simon having an affair was just the icing on
the cake Ellen didn’t need.
And then there is the issue about the lasagne. The lasagne
that Simon loves. That Ellen has struggled to make even though it is
complicated (the béchamel sauce, the mince sauce, the layers, the cheese) and
that Simon thinks is easy to make.
And finally all the various bad, and good things that
happened over the year, between the not so chatty chickens and the wolf puppy
and Ellen’s marriage problems. All of which are etailed and explained in a
somewhat ‘foul’-mouthed way with great humour and insight.
Whilst I hope, that not many of us have had years Like Ellen’s,
most of us have had some parts of it – including the lasagne!
Lies We Tell Mothers
Suzy K. Quinn
Family & Relationships, Breastfeeding, Family Humour
Lake Union Publishing
July 23, 2019
Bestselling author of the Bad Mother books Suzy K Quinn reveals the truth behind the lies we tell mothers, one sleepless night at a time. Suzy and Demi were carefree twenty-somethings. They had fun! They didn't have responsibilities! And then they decided to have a baby. Goodbye lazy weekends, hello sleepless nights, arguments and an addiction to industrial-strength hot chocolate. In the midst of this major life change, Suzy discovered that most parenting advice should be taken with a pinch of salt--or ten. For example: #1 Lie--Just go with your mother's instinct. But what if your instinct is telling you to hide under the stairs? #10 Lie--Your new baby will tell you what it needs. Not if it can't talk it won't. #23 Lie--You should never bribe your children. You will ALWAYS bribe your children. Follow Suzy on the ultimate make-over--from nervous-wreck new mother to happy families. In this hilarious and refreshingly honest account for parents who prefer the realistic to the utopian, Suzy debunks the myths and takes us all along for the (bumpy) ride.
This is by way of an autobiographical tour of Suzy’s first few years as a mother, explaining each chapter the Lie she was told as her reality proved it false.
I recognise many of those lies – as will many mothers. The lies about pregnancy and how the sickness is just in the morning and goes away, and how wonderful you will feel. The lies about birth – just breathe through your labour – no problem – and then along comes the caesarean. The ease of breastfeeding (and nothing about your nipples bleeding at all); how baby will like food (which is why he is spitting it out – or vomiting it up); baby will sleep through the night (when?); baby will tell you what he needs (just why is he still crying – not food, not teeth, not not not -and is it cruelty to through him out of the window to get some sleep?); baby will be easy to potty train (what about the stains on your precious carpets?); and so on…
So many lies told to new mothers, expectant mothers, and those thinking of getting pregnant, otherwise we wouldn’t start and the species would never reproduce.
A read to make mothers laugh but don’t give it to friends who are just thinking about getting pregnant – or they never will..
Breaking the Lore
Inspector Paris #1
by Andy Redsmith
Mystery & Thrillers , Sci Fi & Fantasy
15 Apr 2019
A magical, mischievous mystery perfect for fans of Douglas Adams and Ben Aaronovitch How do you stop a demon invasion... when you don’t believe in magic? Inspector Nick Paris is a man of logic and whisky. So staring down at the crucified form of a murder victim who is fifteen centimetres tall leaves the seasoned detective at a loss… and the dead fairy is only the beginning. Suddenly the inspector is offering political asylum to dwarves, consulting with witches, getting tactical advice from elves and taking orders from a chain-smoking talking crow who, technically, outranks him. With the fate of both the human and magic worlds in his hands Nick will have to leave logic behind and embrace his inner mystic to solve the crime and stop an army of demons from invading Manchester!
Love the introductory sentence as it
really sets the scene for a very different novel.
Inspector Paris and Manchester seem to go
together well. This is book 1 in a new series that I really want to read more
of. The Sergeant is wonderfully dumb and
there is plenty of grisly and sarcastic humour to keep me interested. Fairies
being crucified is new to me, but then it was new to everyone as Paris says ‘How
do you kill somebody who doesn’t exist?’ ie a fairy!
We are then introduced to a talking crow,
a female baby rock troll princess, an elf, and the Vanethria and yet more such
creatures who shouldn’t exist. All of which with a sly humour and great writing
A Potter's Tale
by Dave Davis
Sci Fi & Fantasy
Pub Date: 03 Apr 2019
1935. Roz Lhulier and his team unearth the massive tomb of Pakal, the greatest Mayan king. It’s the discovery of the century, they think. They’re wrong. Instead, deep in the pyramid that holds the seventh-century ruler, hides a primitive Codex, a book of prophecy, predicting the collapse of the solar system. Raising the question, “Does the world end?” The codex is deciphered by Alan Turing, the genius who broke the German’s Enigma Code during WWII, but its message is jealously guarded by the Astronomers, a lethal cult inside the Catholic Church. They’ve compromised or killed anyone with knowledge of the secret—presidents and prime ministers, for starters. The Codex pulls Noah Scott into its deadly orbit, a physician-turned reporter, and his partner Kate. When they investigate the murder and memoirs of DiShannia, a highly precocious teenager who’s achieved national recognition for her research on the demise of the Mayan civilization, Kate and Noah are led from Washington DC, to the British Museum, to the Center for Nuclear Research in Geneva, to Melbourne, Australia. Each step enlightens them, offers them clues, frightens them. And us. The Potter’s Tale weaves two strands of the novel—the Codex and its rich human stories—with another, creating an unsettling narrative DNA. This third strand involves the Potter, who crafts the story. And the genes that craft us all. Does the world end? The Potter knows the answer. Noah, Kate discover it. We learn it too—on the last page.
A novel about an alternate universe – or an alternate
history of ours. I found the beginning chapters on the slow side – perhaps
there were too many threads to the story too and I started to find it difficult
to remember everything that had happened in each one.
There were also still quite a few proofing errors such as
‘well healed developers’ ; ‘members
of a leafy sect’ [location 1320]
I also thought that the story could have been shorter –
maybe reduce the threads and be rather cruel – there was, for me, too much of a
tendency to ramble. The story line needed to be tighter.
All the above aside, the novel got an extra star for the
great final twist to the tale.