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Twist and Spout...Agent Style

I was swimming around my apartment this morning, answering queries and gnawing on clients when I heard a very odd, rather splashy kind of sound.

I hastened to the apartment quadrant with running water (kitchen, bath, distillery) to see if a pipe had sprung a leak. Or perhaps a neighbor had sprung a leak. No, it was all quiet on the cistern front. But, yet, the noise continued.

I went to the window: nothing on the balcony fire escape but the usual assortment of deadbeat winged rats trespassing pigeons.

I was flummoxed. What could it be??

Then I realized it came from my computer! Yes, my webcam was focused on the Irene Goodman Literary Agency, specifically The Slithery One herself. Who was apparently NOT at her desk but dancing joyously in some waterfront dive bar --and here's the footage to prove it!:






Now you might wonder what got The Slithery One in such an ebullient mood. The cause was revealed moments later when a liveried footman arrived at my door with a framed copy of the latest STARRED review from Publishers Weekly for ♥ Sophie Littlefield♥

Much can be said about Miss Littlefield, but let's all remember, I said it first.

Here's not the last, but the latest:

A Bad Day for Pretty by Sophie Littlefield.

Littlefield’s rollicking second novel featuring tough-talking Stella Hardesty, who manages a sewing shop and doles out her own brand of justice to wife-beaters, delivers on the promise of her debut, A Bad Day for Sorry. (which, let us all remember is actually the EDGAR NOMINATED A Bad Day for Sorry!!!)

When a tornado uncovers a mummified woman buried at the Prosper, Mo., fairgrounds, the police suspect Neb Donovan, whom Stella once helped kick an OxyContin addiction, and Stella reluctantly accepts Donna Donovan’s pleas to clear her husband’s name.

Complicating Stella’s investigation—and her long-simmering feelings for Sheriff Goat Jones—is the arrival of Goat’s former wife, Brandy Truax, who has designs on her ex and a possible link to the murdered woman. With her plucky assistant, Chrissy Shaw, Stella must exonerate Neb while eluding the real killer.

Littlefield wields humor like a whip, but never lets it dilute the whodunit.

A force to be reckoned with, Stella is a welcome addition to the world of unorthodox female crime fighters. (June)

A solid adrenaline rush from start to finish!

Library Journal highlights Andrew Grant in a roundup of summer men's fiction.

David Trevellyan returns shortly after the events that ended Grant's debut novel, EVEN. Exiled from New York and at loose ends, Trevellyan comes to the aid of a legendary member of the British Royal Navy Intelligence Service trying to recover a canister of lethal gas.

Grant's first-person narration puts the reader in the front seat of heart-pounding action scenes with a hard man who has no compunction about killing. The tension is relieved by Trevellyan's wry, understated sense of humor but never long enough to make the story lose momentum.

VERDICT: A solid adrenaline rush from start to finish.