2026/044: Tuesday Mooney Wore Black — Kate Racculia

Dex believed in coincidences, and fate, and signs and wonders, and the great interlocking gears of the universe telling him to do things, and though he’d gotten pretty good at ignoring what the universe was telling him to do (most recently: quit your soul-sucking job and open a karaoke bar!), it didn’t mean he couldn’t still hear it screaming. [loc. 2810]

Tuesday Mooney has a comfortable life: she lives alone, except for her cat Gunnar: she tutors Dorry, her teenage neighbour who's still mourning her mother, and excels at her job as a prospect researcher for a hospital fundraising team. Her best friend is Dex (short for Poindexter), who works in finance but craves a career in showbiz. Her best friend was Abby Hobbes, but Abby vanished one night when they were both fifteen. (Tuesday tried to contact her via Abby's Ouija board, but nobody ever answered.)

Then, one night at a charity event -- where Tuesday encounters local tycoon Nathaniel Arches, and maybe flirts a little -- a flamboyant old man named Vincent Pryce drops dead in front of Boston's finest. And somehow Tuesday, Dex, Nathaniel and Dorry wind up playing Pryce's post-mortem game ('an adventure of intellect, intuition and imagination that begins now and will culminate on the night of my funeral'), with a prize that might be a share in Pryce's vast wealth ... or an item from his collection of haunted artifacts.

This is a multi-layered novel: the puzzles of the quest itself; a murder mystery; Tuesday's growing, and reluctant, attraction to 'Archie'; ghosts, Edgar Allan Poe, Goth culture, karaoke bars and urban exploration. I loved how centred Tuesday was, and related to her liking for solitude. I liked the ways in which the protagonists each had something haunting them (not literally) and how each of them confronted their past and their future. The descriptions of Boston made me want to go back. (It's been decades.) And the supernatural (or magic realist?) elements -- Amelia Earhart's goggles! -- were a delight. Plenty of humour, and a compassionate and hopeful vibe.

I've owned this for years, and only got around to it because it fitted one of the reading challenge prompts ('day of the week in the title'): I loved the novel, and I'm so grateful for that prompt! Looking forward to reading Racculia's other novels...

... when you gender-flip Indiana Jones, you don’t come up with Lara Croft—the last thing Lara Croft is is a fallible everywoman—but instead an independent, knowledgeable, determined…spinster. Indiana Jones is a spinster: self-supporting and self-contained, unmarried and unlikely to pair with any one partner.... Indy’s singleness, however—if it’s remarkable at all—is aspirational, not pejorative. So Tuesday Mooney was also inspired by an attempt to play with that double standard, to investigate ideas about independence and partnership, family and friendship, and all the other forms of love and human connection that make a life full. [Excellent interview with the author (which also explains why the title is Tuesday Mooney Talks to Ghosts in the US]

2026/043: Rupert Wong, Cannibal Chef — Cassandra Khaw

Human is very similar to pork, after all. (I know, I know. Religious pundits say that cannibalism is forbidden in the Quran anyway. The ghouls say that this isn’t quite the same.) [loc. 61]

Despite the title, there's very little (if any) actual cannibalism in this novella. True, Rupert Wong (ex-mobster with a murky and karmically unpromising past) works as a chef for a wealthy ghoul family, serving up gourmet meals concocted from the bodies of hapless tourists: but that's only one of his jobs. He's also working off that karmic debt through community management: listening to baby ghosts who want to unionise, doing the accounts for the Hungry Ghost festivals, and -- the focus of this tale -- investigating the death of the Dragon King's daughter, slain by Furies. Yes, the Erinyes. Yes, they are Greek, but apparently there is a visa waiver scheme in place...

This is a fast-moving, vivid caper set in Kuala Lumpur and in the Ten Hells. Rupert is not a wholly sympathetic character (to put it mildly) but he has a degree of power (magical and mundane), and his role as seneschal gives him access to the most powerful players in the supernatural realm. I especially liked the God of Missing Persons. Khaw's scene-setting is packed with sensory detail, sometimes gruesome and sometimes revolting (nobody changes a corpse's underwear) and peppered with unfamiliar terms: I learnt kwee kia, bomoh, ang moh. There's plenty of dark humour and some tantalising hints about the wider supernatural world. And it's the first in a series, of which I own at least one more volume. 

2026/042: The Keeper — Tana French

Ardnakelty has no time for Guards. The townland will run its own investigation, spreading unseen beneath the official enquiry like ancient trailways underlie the brash modern roads; it'll reach its own conclusions, and deal out its own justice. [loc. 1069]

Third in the trilogy that began with The Searcher and continued with The Hunter. Cal Hooper's life in the small village of Ardnakelty seems settled: he's more or less engaged to Lena, and Trey is finding friends and possibly even romance. Then a young woman -- Rachel, fiancee of local big-shot Tommy Moynihan's son Eugene -- is found dead in the river. Obviously suicide, is the consensus: but there's some doubt, because the coroner's report indicates that she drank antifreeze. And Lena may have been the last person to see Rachel alive...

The dark underside of Ardnakelty reveals itself, with its 'strange intricate weavings invisible or meaningless to any outsider', the 'webs that bind people to one another, to their land, and to their past'. There are old stories here: about the ownership and inheritance of land, about the power of rumour, about dirty deals and corruption, about loyalties, memories, and fiercely-held beliefs. Cal, Lena and Trey, all outsiders in some sense, find ways of belonging (and ways in which they can never belong) to Ardnakelty. 'This place is fucking lethal,' says Trey, who may have a chance to leave.

I still don't find this series as fascinating as the Dublin Murder Squad novels, with their hints of the supernatural and their close focus on a single character: but I am impressed by French's gift of dialogue -- the rhythm of it, the idioms and the Irish -- and by her ability to make the village as much a character as Mrs Duggan, or Mart, or Bobby who used to hunt UFOs but now has a girlfriend. And her writing has immense emotional weight. Sometimes I had to pause and reread a paragraph to appreciate the nuance and the layers.

Thanks to the publisher and Netgalley for the advance review copy, in exchange for this full honest review. UK Publication Date is 2nd April 2026.

Rumour is one of Ardnakelty's primary weapons, the glinting flipside of its dark silences. [loc. 3618]

2026/041: Temeraire — Naomi Novik

You may value their lives above your own; I cannot do so, for to me you are worth far more than all of them. I will not obey you in such a case, and as for duty, I do not care for the notion a great deal, the more I see of it. [p. 196]

Audiobook reread: I first read this as an arc in 2005, and reread in 2019. I still love this book a great deal, and had a better sense of the pacing when I listened to the familiar procession of events. Splendidly read by Simon Vance, who gives Temeraire a very slight 'foreign' accent, perhaps hinting at his mysterious origins. I'm so tempted to buy the audiobooks of the whole series...

2026/040: Enshittification — Cory Doctorow

Compared with the climate emergency, genocide, inequality, corruption, democratic backsliding, authoritarianism and sustained racist, homophobic, misogynist and transphobic attacks, the internet is just a sideshow. But the internet ...is the communications medium we will use to organise to save our species and planet from their imminent eradication. We can’t win these fights without a free, fair and open internet. [introduction]

Audiobook, read (with vigour and enthusiasm) by the author. Doctorow's foundational argument is something most internet users will agree with: that big internet sites, such as Facebook, Amazon, and the-site-formerly-known-as-Twitter, have become much less usable and user-friendly over recent years. (I would add Del.icio.us, Vinted, Goodreads, LiveJournal...)

Doctorow tracks the process of 'enshittificaton' through case studies of Facebook, Twitter, Amazon and Apple. He describes it as a process in three stages. First, the platform is good to its users; then it's good to its business partners; and finally it's good to the company itself, clawing back all profits. Some really eye-opening examples, clarifying the trend towards charging for 'premium' features that used to be standard.

Back in the days of the 'good internet', there were various factors reining in the bad behaviour of big companies: competition, regulation, self-help (a.k.a. the right to repair, or at least fix issues, and to use non-approved components), and the ethical stance of the workforce. All broken now -- Doctorow mentions at one point that this book was still being written when Trump's second term began, tolling the requiem bell for regulation and anti-trust. I wish he had come up with better solutions than 'unionisation, activism, opt out'. Oh, and stop using Amazon. (Readers may note my recent book links now point elsewhere.)

Sometimes repetitive, often very funny, a horrible catalogue of appalling behaviour on the part of big business. I'm appalled, but (mostly) not surprised, though the cradle company that charges a monthly 'subscription' for formerly-standard features was a new low.

2026/039: Piper at the Gates of Dusk — Patrick Ness

The god comes screaming through the trees, shoving them to each side like matchsticks, breaking and burning them as it thrashes its way out of the woods... [opening paragraph]

In the original Chaos Walking trilogy (The Knife of Never Letting Go, The Ask and the Answer and Monsters of Men) Todd was thirteen, dealing with life on an alien planet and the constant phenomenon of Noise -- the constant thoughts and feelings of the men (all the women are dead) in the colony -- and the threat of the alien Spackle. Piper at the Gates of Dusk starts a generation later, and focuses on Max and Ben, the two sons raised by Viola and Todd. Their world is very different to that in the first trilogy: Noise has been 'cured', the Spackle are now known as 'the Land' (except by rude racists), the colony is thriving. But then a burning god comes out of the woods, and the children of the colony start having nightmares, and there's something in the sky which might be an alien spaceship.

Ness explores gender with considerably more nuance than before: there's a trans character, and a range of reactions to that character from 'are you sure? is it just a phase?' to all-out transphobia with a religious flavour. There's also more about the natives, the Land: and, this being Ness who does not pull his punches, there are some truly harrowing scenes. Ness riffs on the legend of the Pied Piper -- who stole all the children save one from Hamelin, leaving one boy behind -- and the ways in which stories shape, and are shaped by, the societies in which they evolve.

I really liked Ben and Max, and wanted to howl at the cliffhanger ending. The political elements (a mayor elected by dubious means, who lies and scapegoats and distracts people from the truth) were a little too relevant to be comfortable. And grown-up Todd and Viola are flawed and human, but devoted to their family. I'm very much looking forward to the next in this new trilogy.

Thanks to the publisher and Netgalley for the advance review copy, in exchange for this full honest review. UK Publication Date is 7th April 2026.

2026/038: Broken April — Ismail Kadare (translator: John Hodgson)

The guest, the bessa, and vengeance are like the machinery of classical tragedy, and once you are caught up in the mechanism, you must face the possibility of tragedy. [Chapter 3]

A tragedy set in Albania. Gjorg Berisha is compelled by the Kanun, the ancient laws of the mountain country, to kill the man who killed his brother. The murder cements his own fate: he'll be killed in turn by one of the men of the Kryeqyqe family, in thirty days' time. (Women are generally excluded from the messy cycle of vengeance.) The feud which Gjorg is part of has been running for seventy years, since a guest -- sacrosant according to the Kanun -- was murdered. Since that murder, hundreds more men have been killed. It's unclear whether there's even a possibility of the feud ending before every adult male in both families has paid the blood-debt.

There's a dark, timeless air to the first chapter, so much so that I was shocked when Gjorg paused to watch an aeroplane fly over! Soon, though, the focus switches to more modern-minded characters: the writer Bessian Vorpsi and his bride Diana, spending their honeymoon in the mountains. Bessian spends hours explaining the Kanun and the blood feud ('at once terrible, absurd, and fatal, like all the really important things') to Diana, who is horrified. She glimpses Gjorg, on his way to pay the blood-tax, and becomes fascinated by him and his fate. Gjorg, too, is enchanted by this beautiful 'foreign' woman from the lowlands, and spends much of his remaining life-span searching the country for another glimpse of her. And Diana breaks custom and does an unspeakable thing in search of Gjorg.

Kadare recounts the story simply and powerfully, without any authorial discussion of the morality of the characters' actions. Bessian and Diana provide a twentieth-century perspective, but Bessian's at pains to insist that this is a legal code that probably predates Christianity. And he does provide an overview of the Kanun's political, agricultural, social and cultural effects. The long history and the persistence of the Kanun is fascinating -- though I was perturbed to learn that blood feuds have become common again since the end of communism. (An Albanian Boy's Life Ruined by Blood Feuds [2014].)

This was a compelling read, though not a cheerful one. I pitied Gjorg but did not especially warm to him. And the sense of each individual's helplessness in the face of tradition, Kanun and honour was deeply depressing.

Each man chose between corn and vengeance. Some, to their shame, chose corn... [chapter 4]