Her work has appeared in several literary magazines in New York and L. She is currently working on the sequel to her novel Day for Night and hopefully one day soon the novelization of a sci-fi screenplay. What a find. This book is seriously good. I mean, seriously. Willem J Gyle is a bit slow. But he gets by.
Darcy the Daydreamer
He lives with his mother, who takes care of all his needs, including finding him a job on a construction site which suits his size and strength, and where he makes friends. He loves his mam, his dog, and the football on the telly. Then, in just a few days, his world comes crashing down, and Willem finds himself homeless. Much to my surprise, his darker side comes to the fore, but is this innate psychopathy, anger at the world, an expression of pain for all he has lost, or just a primal instinct for survival?
I thought it was a combination of all those elements. And on he walks…. Although the blurb appealed to me, I was dubious at first; the book starts off well-written but whimsical, which, coupled with the too-long and pretentious title, made me wonder if it would be slow-going.
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But four pages in I was completely hooked, and stayed that way until the end. To me, writing talent is all about being able to create characters and worlds that absorb the reader completely, needing no wordy description, and JDD has this in spades. He writes in a spare fashion, which I like. The book is raw, rough in places, and sometimes shocking.
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In a Scotland beset with depression, Willem is one victim among many. He loses his job, his mother dies and he is forced out of the flat they shared. Seeing no other option, he takes to the streets of Edinburgh, where he soon learns the cruelty felt outside the confines of his comfortable life. Stories from his past are interwoven with his current strife as he tries to figure out the nature of this new world and the indignities it brings. The Unrivalled Transcendence of Willem J. Gyle is at once a lyrical, haunting novel and a set piece in the rage of an oppressed, forgotten community.
Dixon was born in London in He currently lives with his wife, the psychologist Dr Lauren Hadley, in Edinburgh. I was very impressed. The title character is a Hungarian pole-dancer who was promised a good job in London but had actually been sold into the sex trade by Romanian gangsters. Jack is ruthless but a big softie where women are concerned.
He finds out that he has a son by someone he knew at school but is too frightened to make contact in case his enemies harm the young man in retaliation. Without giving too much away, what follows is a hilarious attempt to help his son anonymously and toughen him up Zenka thinks he is a bit of a wimp before he feels it is safe to introduce himself. The characters are well written and believable; you care what happens to them. There is also a cinematic quality to the story that would make a very entertaining film; a combination of black comedy, crime thriller and love story.
Ruthless, devious, and loyal, Zenka is a Hungarian pole-dancer with a dark past. When cranky London mob boss, Jack Murray, saves her life she vows to become his guardian angel — whether he likes it or not. Happily, she now has easy access to pistols, knives and shotguns. Jack discovers he has a son, Nicholas, a male nurse with a heart of gold. Problem is, Nicholas is a wimp. Zenka takes charge.
Using her feminine wiles and gangland contacts, she will turn Nicholas into the son any self-respecting crime boss would be proud of.
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And she succeeds! A modern take on the classic tale, which works well. There are plenty of characters that are all distinctive and they all add something to the flow of the story. Once a character has been introduced into the drama, it does not take long to get to know each one and it is easy to visualize how they appear in your minds eye, from what they are wearing to their facial expressions.
However, there is a good momentum to each chapter and this did help engage me and capture my imagination. I have no doubt at all that Karen has accomplished what she set out to do with this story in making it work in a modern world. The Betrayal is set mostly in Guernsey but in two eras. First, we find ourselves in , where Teresa Bichard is distraught at leaving her husband, Leo, on the island while she flees to her family on the mainland with their baby daughter. The Germans are expected to invade imminently but Leo feels he must look after their home and antique business in Guernsey.
Fast forward to and we meet Nigel and his twin sister Fiona, who have bought that antique shop, but from a different owner. While decorating, the twins find a hidden trap door concealing some paintings which seem to include a Renoir. As an art historian, Fiona has the contacts to authenticate the painting, so she returns to London, but while she is away, events take a sinister turn.
Nigel appears to have committed suicide but Fiona and the reader does not believe this so she employs a private detective. Is his death connected to the painting and to the betrayal of Leo Bichard, who was sent to a concentration camp in ? This book is full of detailed descriptions of the beautiful beaches and stunning views on the island and delicious meals served in sumptuous surroundings. In some ways a cosy mystery but with thrilling use of tension and a warm budding romance, it is a pleasure to read.
The inclusion of events during the occupation made it particularly interesting to me. I shall be seeking out earlier volumes in the series. Teresa Bichard and her baby are sent by her beloved husband, Leo, to England as the Germans draw closer to Guernsey. Days later they invade… Leo, of Jewish descent, is betrayed to the Germans and is sent to a concentration camp, never to return. Heartbroken, she returns to England. Nigel and his twin Fiona, buy a long-established antique shop in Guernsey and during a refit, find a hidden stash of paintings, including what appears to be a Renoir.
Days later, Fiona finds Nigel dead, an apparent suicide. Refusing to accept the verdict, a distraught Fiona employs a detective to help her discover the truth… Searching for the rightful owner of the painting brings Fiona close to someone who opens a chink in her broken heart. Who betrayed Leo? Who knew about the stolen Renoir? And are they prepared to kill — again?
Anne Allen lives in Devon, by her beloved sea. She has three children and her daughter and two grandchildren live nearby. She was born in Rugby, to an English mother and Welsh father. As a result she spent many summers with her Welsh grandparents in Anglesey and learnt to love the sea. Her restless spirit has meant a number of moves which included Spain for a couple of years.
The longest stay was in Guernsey for nearly fourteen years after falling in love with the island and the people. She contrived to leave one son behind to ensure a valid reason for frequent returns. At the back of her mind the itch to write was always present but seemed too time-consuming for a single mum with a need to earn a living. A sixth will be published in A torso, minus its limbs and a head. My favourite characters were Eisenmenger and Wharton and I enjoyed whatever it was that was going on between them.
There were a few things that were a little off for me with this story. It seemed out of proportion. She whimpered at the loss, hands going straight to his waist in an effort to guide him back inside her, but he caught her wrists easily, tying them up through the headboard with a bunch of fabric that looked a lot like his shirt. Darcy conveyed her thanks with a particularly hard grind into his face, but the man just began pumping his fingers harder, curling up to hit that spot every time and then — and then —.
Darcy laughed a little, bone tired as the exhaustion from two orgasms finally hit her all at once, and flopped back on the mattress, the man lying half-over her legs as his cock poked her calf. Archive of Our Own Fanfiction.
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Darcy gathered up the cloak, draping it neatly over her shoulders again, and he watched in awe as the feathers seemed to melt into her arms, weaving into a tattoo of stark black lines that disappeared up her sleeves. Darcy shot him an amused look. She jumped a little when he slipped his hands into her robe and up, pushing the thin fabric off her shoulders, and exhaled harshly as his fingers jumped over the black ink sprawled across her arms and back, curling up over her shoulders and neck to end around her ears.
He lowered his mouth to her neck, sucking bruises into the marked skin, and she cried out as sparks seemed to crawl through her abdomen, the feeling of his tongue on her swanmark sending her into a spiral of lust and desire.