PJ Thompson🟦 🇺🇦😷👻👹 Book Recommendations & Book Mentions

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The two suspects sat on mismatched furniture in the white and almost featureless lounge, waiting for something to happen. Between them an archway led to a slim, windowless staircase: a dim recess that seemed to dominate the room... Alex Pavesi, The Eighth Detective

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"There's something you're not telling me, Ash," said Charlotte Holmes. The night was starless, the sky low and heavy. But Spring was beginning to make itself felt as a certain fullness in the air, the swelling of blackthorn buds on the cusp... Sherry Thomas, A Tempest At Sea

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Late one July morning, Grady's older brother, Donny, texted him a screenshot of the ad for the caretaker job. Caretaker wanted, Hawai'i. Independent & resourceful. Valid driver's license required. Carpentry skills a plus. Housing provided. Salary... Elizabeth Hand, Hokuloa Road

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Watched the 1st episode of Ordinary Joe & thought it was a cheap network TV knock off of The Midnight Library by Matt Haig. Of course because it's network TV it was from the male POV rather than the female. Haig did an extraordinary job of telling his story from a female POV.

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There was a stone under my right buttock, but I didn't want to move. The tiny heartbeat under my fingers was soft and stubborn, the fleeting jolts of life. The space between them was infinity, my connection to the dark sky... Diana Gabaldon, Go Tell the Bees That I Am Gone

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I know that some of you reading this are convinced humans are a myth, but I'm here to state that they do actually exist. For those that don't know, a human is a real bipedal life form of midrange intelligence, living a largely deluded existence... Matt Haig, The Humans

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The empty wicker bird cage beside her began to rattle impatiently. Zoey gave it a sharp look as if to say they were almost there. It stopped. She glanced at the cabdriver to see if he had noticed. The old fig-shaped man was watching her... Sarah Addison Allen, Other Birds

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He looks around before he steps into the garden.A door opens farther down the street, and he pauses.The remnants of a laugh carry through the warm late summer air.The tall hedges are blocking his view, but he sees a woman with a floral dress... Johanna Mo, The Shadow Lily

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Four more steps, then he turns around again. He doesn't trust the silence behind him. All he can hear is the chirping of the bush crickets. No engines, no birds. He misses the night singer. Its high, fast song keeping the darkness at bay.... Johanna Mo, The Night Singer

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He walked into Harder's Grange, announced by a chrome plated bell mounted to the door jamb. The faded black barn coat made him look bulky. It was mostly the coat. He wore a John Deere hat pulled down low, but there were no cameras.... Nick Petrie, The Drifter