Tag Archives: Hilary Mantel

The Books I want to be given, the ones that I will give

Posted on December 16, 2012 by mainecrimewriters

Kate Flora here, leading off a group post about giving, and getting, books for the holidays. When I was growing up on the farm in Union, one of the most special events of the season was getting the Brentano’s catalogue. … Continue reading →

Tagged A Chronicle of Endylmyr II, A Wee Christmas Homicide, Alice Munro, An Encyclopedia of Everything Nasty, Andrew Goldstein, B.A. Shapiro, Barbara Kingsolver, Barbara Ross, Best New England Crme Stories, Blood Moon, Bring Up The Bodies, Calvin Can't Fly, Charles Hall, Charlotte MacLeod, Christmas themed mysteries, Dear Life Stories, Dictionary of American Regional English, Donna Pincus, Emily's dress and other missing things, Flight Behavior, Grandma Drove the Garbage Truck, Group Post, Growing Up Brave, Helen Keller in Love, Hilary Mantel, Kaitlyn Dunnett, Kathyrn Burak, Level Best Books, Louise Erdrich, Love and Haight, Oh Yuck, Rest You Merry, Rhys Bowen, Rosie Sultan, Susan Carlton, The Art Forger, The Bookie's Son, The Round House, The Suffolk Collection, The Twelve Clues of Christmas, Travis Thrasher | 4 Comments

What the Writers Are Reading

Posted on September 2, 2012 by mainecrimewriters

Kate Flora here, facing Labor Day, and the end of summer, and that sense that things will start cranking up and my leisurely summer afternoons reading in my L.L. Bean rocking chair are coming to an end. So for this weekend, … Continue reading →

Tagged A Beautiful Mystery, Archer Mayor, Bad Little Falls, Bring Up The Bodies, Charles Dickens, Defending Jacob, Denis Johnson, Group Post, Hank Phillippi Ryan, Here We Are In Paradise, Hilary Mantel, Joseph Finder, Louise Penny, Lucy Burdette, Paul Doiron, Rachel Maddow, Sarah Graves, The Other Woman, Tony Early, Train Dreams, William Landay | 3 Comments

Upstairs Vacancy

Posted on May 22, 2012 by mcwarchives

In my head, I mean, and on that note a distracted hello again from Sarah Graves, who is thinking today about… Well, that’s the trouble. Too often lately my personal upstairs contains only cobwebs. I write a few words, then … Continue reading →