Because, I tell ya, every time I pick up a book written by Janet Evanovich I wonder what must be going on in her brain.
I just finished Wicked Appetite after reading Metro Girl yesterday, and I phew! what a ride. I think I'm still breathing a bit heavy.
Janet's books contain some of the craziest characters I have read to date, and I have read a lot. Plus, her books always seem to go 60 mph. I sometimes wonder how her fingers keep up with her brain when she writes, if her personal self moves this fast.
As for myself, I never would dream of putting magic stones, rival sorcerers and baked goods together with a monkey who's communication skills rival a pissed off trucker, and a guard dog ..er.. I mean guard cat.
I say that Janet's books are instant pick-me-ups. Read one when you're having a bad day. Read one when you're pissed off. Read one when it's raining outside, or hell, when it's sunny too. Or even if you're having a perfectly fantabulous day you just want to make even better. (And now I sound like one of those 2 am infomercials selling hits from the 1980's.)
The following is from the site for the Wicked Appetite and you can read some excerpts HERE
Seven Stones of Power. No one knows when they were created or by whom, each said to represent one of the Seven Deadly Sins.
For centuries, treasure hunters have been eager to possess the stones, undeterred by their corrupting nature. The list is long -- Genghis Khan, Alexander the Great, Napoleon, to name a few. Now the Stones have found their way to Salem, Massachusetts, and so has Gerwulf Grimoire, adding himself to this rogues' gallery of power seekers. He's an uncommonly dangerous man, with a hunger for the forbidden, and a set of abilities that are way beyond ordinary. Abilities that he feels entitle him to possess anything he might desire.
That would include Elizabeth Tucker, the woman he needs to find the Stones. She's freshly transplanted from New York City to Boston's North Shore. With a new job as pastry chef at Dazzle's bakery and an old house inherited from her Aunt Ophelia, her life is pretty much on track …until it's suddenly derailed by a guy named Diesel, a rude monkey, and a ninja cat.
Lizzy can handle the monkey and the cat. She's not sure about Diesel. He's offering up his own set of unusual talents, promising to protect her from Grimoire. The kind of protection that Lizzy suspects might involve guarding her body day and night.
The Seven Deadly Sins are pride, greed, lust, envy wrath, sloth and gluttony. That pretty much covers everything that is wicked. Diesel thinks it also pretty much covers everything that's fun. And Lizzy thinks Diesel and the Seven Deadly Sins cover everything her mother warned her about.
Well no one, most certainly not me, could put it better than that.
Live long and prosper _\\//
PS: Stay tuned for more frequent blogging by me as summer is almost over and I will have a full 3 hours everyday to myself when the youngest starts Pre-K *sniff* YAY!!