Coming Home to Seashell Harbor
(Seashell Harbor #1)
by Miranda Liasson

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… he started the car with a little jolt. “Hold on to your sunbonnet, sugar.” “Call me sugar again and you’re going to be wearing it yourself.”

My Review:

This was a refreshing and enjoyable second chance romance with relatively low angst, adorable animal rescue, endearing characters, and a realistic level of conflict. Just what I needed to unwind and relax my shoulders down from my ears after reading several intense thrillers in a row. The writing style was engaging, insightfully observant, thoughtfully detailed with vibrant and amusing descriptors, and remarkably easy to follow despite being the first in a series and introducing a community of new characters. The pace was pleasantly smooth and steady with an excellent flow into each segue.   Miranda Liasson is an agile and deft storyteller and I effortlessly slip right into her breezy tales of romantic women’s fiction. She holds a steadfast entry on my favorites list.

Miranda Liasson loves to write stories about everyday people who find love despite themselves because there’s nothing like a great love story. And if there are a few laughs along the way, even better! She’s a Romance Writers of America Golden Heart winner and an Amazon bestselling author whose heartwarming and humorous small-town romances have won accolades such as the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence and have been Harlequin Junkie and Night Owl Reviews Top Picks.

 

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By the end of the summer, six girls had disappeared. One day they were there, and the next—gone. Vanished without a trace… Their goneness was impossible to ignore; it was an evil that had settled over the sky the way an impending storm can make your bones throb.

She was quiet, reserved, pale and rail thin, with hair the color of a fiery sunset, something of a walking matchstick.

His voice was deep, stern but somehow sweet at the same time, probably from the unmistakable Southern drawl that made every word sound thick and slow like dripping molasses.

A steady sheet of rain erupts outside and the house is filled with the sound of millions of fingers tapping on the roof, eager to get in.

My Review:

This was an intense and brilliantly nuanced tale with an exceptionally evocative style and held a well-crafted and distinctive aura of tautness from the first word to the last period. I fell right into the character’s troubled gray matter and itched, sweat, and hyperventilated right along with her. My cuticles are a ragged mess!

The writing style was lyrical, emotive, and vividly detailed to taunt the senses. The storylines were fiendishly paced and kept me on edge and guessing. The little pea in my brain was shuddering. I was wrecked, then hopeful, then wrecked yet again while spinning and discarding numerous theories only to come back around to them again while working my way through this intricate web.

Everything about this book was extraordinary and I was flabbergasted to note it was the author’s debut. Stacy Willingham’s word voodoo is strong! She is a phenom, definitely one to watch, and is now residing at the top of my favorites list.

‘A touching story of a friendship between a troubled teenager, a yoga-practicing farming woman in her seventies, and a local library. A delight!’ – Sunday Times bestselling author Katie Fforde

Teenager Tom has always blended into the background of life. After a row with his dad and facing an unhappy future at the dog food factory, he escapes to the library.

Pensioner Maggie has been happily alone with her beloved novels for ten years – at least, that’s what she tells herself.

When they meet, they recognize something in each other that will change both their lives forever.

Then the library comes under threat of closure, and they must join forces to prove that it’s not just about books – it’s the heart of their community.

They are determined to save it – because some things are worth fighting for.

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I’m more conscious than most that people get twitchy around teenage boys. They think we’re all either on drugs or about to nick stuff.

She held my gaze. Usually this made me feel uncomfortable, like seriously uncomfortable, as if I wanted to unzip my own skin and take it off like a onesie, but for some reason this time I was okay.

It was great disappearing into a story but the shame of anyone discovering I was reading romance books was nagging away at me like toothache. Just the thought of it made me nauseous but the truth was I loved them. I was probably a bit addicted. Mainly because they were basically self-help guides for useless men. They were exactly what I needed. Simple lessons in how not to behave around females. I was learning way more from them than I did from my schoolbooks.

‘I practise jujitsu, judo and some elements of aikido. All to a reasonable level.’… ‘Bloody hell, you’re the geriatric version of Bruce Lee!’

They resumed their reading; each delving into other worlds where they could switch off from being themselves and most importantly avoid the things in the real world they could do nothing to alter.

 My Review:

I adored everything about this brilliantly insightful and thoughtfully written hybrid of women’s fiction, family drama, and coming-of-age genres. The endearing characters were enticingly flawed and their struggles were so compellingly written even those with the coldest of hearts would be drawn to them. The storylines and writing style were easy to follow and I quickly fell into a uniquely absorbing vortex that I was reluctant to leave behind when the pesky tasks of real life intruded. I was fully invested and captivated by the smartly written and perceptive story threads and the cleverness of how the various pieces were melding together while maintaining such evocative, well-honed, and heart-touching scenarios that tapped all the feels with generous helpings of amusing temerity and wry wit.

Along with top-shelf entertainment, Ms. Osborne was also provided me with two new additions to my Brit Words and Phrases list with daft ha’p’orth – a foolish person, and shufti – a quick look around. Believe me when I say only a daft ha’p’orth would pass up an opportunity to read this lovely tale.

‘Remember, abseiling is only the second fastest way down a church tower.’

The note pinned to the teddy bear lying at the foot of the church tower could have been a joke – if it hadn’t been for the body on the path next to it!

Somebody wants to make very sure that everyone knows this was not an accident or suicide. But why?

Suddenly, no one in the village has any enthusiasm for the Teddy Bear Abseil, planned to raise money for the children’s play area, as, once again, a murderer walks the narrow, twisty streets of the small Somerset village of Much Winchmoor.

And, once again, Kat Latcham, reporter/dog walker/barmaid and occasional reluctant hair salon gopher finds herself unwillingly dragged into a murder investigation.

This fourth Much Winchmoor mystery is spiked with humor and sprinkled with romance.

And, of course, one carefully planned, coldly executed murder.

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“I said back then the two of them were totally incombustible. And I was proved right.” “I think maybe you mean incompatible,”

I don’t know who she is. Certainly no one I’d ever seen in the village before with her short skirt, ridiculous shoes and black nails. She looked like a leftover from a Halloween party.

Everyone knows everyone else’s business. If someone sneezes at one end of the village, someone down the other end will have said who they’d been with and what they’d been up to, to catch the cold in the first place.

Overbearing, pompous and far too full of his own self-importance for someone who used to be one of Much Winchmoor’s big cheeses… He only avoided prosecution because he resigned his position on the council. He was not even a little cheese anymore. More a ‘past its best’ mouldy old Cheddar.

I’d never noticed her fingernails before, but it was like she’d suddenly turned into Edward Scissorhands on a bad day.

My Review:

Paula Willilams is such a wicked tease. Normally, I would be fuming over the tantalizing yet incomplete and open-ended storylines yet Ms. Williams has definitely snagged my interest while each new installment keeps me hopelessly ensnared with her delightfully captivating and fiendishly clever cozy murder mysteries and the will they/won’t they romance for childhood friends, Kat and Will. She achieves an exacting balance of wry humor, red herring and deftly buried clues, family drama, eccentric characters, and small-town gossip intermingling with intrigue. She has done it to me yet again with her latest smirk-worthy offering and I am chafing at the bit to see who she offs next and what she does about Will in the next episode.

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Paula Williams is living her dream. She’s written all her life – her earliest efforts involved blackmailing her unfortunate younger brothers into appearing in her plays and pageants. But it’s only in recent years that she discovered, to her surprise, that people with better judgment than her brothers actually liked what she wrote and were prepared to pay her for it.

Now, she writes every day in a lovely, book-lined study in her home in Somerset, UK, where she lives with her husband and a handsome but not always obedient rescue dog, a Dalmatian called Duke. She is very proud to be a member of both the UK Romantic Novelists’ Association and the Crime Writers’ Association. 

Her Much Winchmoor Mysteries are based in a small Somerset village that bears an uncanny resemblance to her own – although none of her friends and neighbors have murderous tendencies – as far as she knows! Her novels often feature a murder or two, a dog and cat or two, and are always spiked with humor and sprinkled with a touch of romance.

Paula is, indeed, living her dream. But she worries that one day she’s going to wake up and find she still has to bully her brothers into performing ‘the play what she wrote’.

 

One severed head, two warring neighbors – and a cold-blooded killer stalks Much Winchmoor.

There’s the murder made to look like a tragic accident and a missing husband. Could he be victim number two?

The tiny Somerset village is fast gaining a reputation as the murder capital of the West Country, and once again, reporter/barmaid/dog walker, Kat Latcham, finds herself reluctantly dragged into the investigation.

Things are looking bad for Ed Fuller, the husband of one of Kat’s oldest friends. Kat is convinced he’s innocent – but she’s been wrong before. Has Kat come across her biggest challenge yet?

Fans of Janet Evanovich could well enjoy this “funky, modern-day nosey detective” transported to the English countryside.

The third Much Winchmoor mystery is, as always, spiked with humor and sprinkled with a touch of romance.

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Paula Williams is living her dream. She’s written all her life – her earliest efforts involved blackmailing her unfortunate younger brothers into appearing in her plays and pageants. But it’s only in recent years that she discovered, to her surprise, that people with better judgment than her brothers actually liked what she wrote and were prepared to pay her for it.

Now, she writes every day in a lovely, book-lined study in her home in Somerset, UK, where she lives with her husband and a handsome but not always obedient rescue dog, a Dalmatian called Duke. She is very proud to be a member of both the UK Romantic Novelists’ Association and the Crime Writers’ Association. 

Her Much Winchmoor Mysteries are based in a small Somerset village that bears an uncanny resemblance to her own – although none of her friends and neighbors have murderous tendencies – as far as she knows! Her novels often feature a murder or two, a dog and cat or two, and are always spiked with humor and sprinkled with a touch of romance.

Paula is, indeed, living her dream. But she worries that one day she’s going to wake up and find she still has to bully her brothers into performing ‘the play what she wrote’.

It’s time for the wedding we’ve all been waiting for…

Life at Hedgehog Hollow is never dull, although Samantha hopes that the new year ahead will be a little less chaotic as she prepares to marry the love of her life, Josh. But disaster strikes when she checks the rescue center’s bank account after the festive season and discovers it has been emptied. Who would do such a thing, and why? With the future of Hedgehog Hollow now in jeopardy, planning a wedding has lost its shine.

Phoebe is desperate to escape the shadow of her family, infamously known for their attacks on Samantha’s beloved rescue center. Could the kindness of the Hedgehog Hollow team be the chance she needs for a fresh start, or will her family’s secrets continue to drag her back?

My Rating:

Favorite Quote:

The fragrance stays in the hand that gives the rose.

My Review:

I’ve binge-read three books in a row of this beguiling series and would gladly keep going until the great dirt nap as this author has definitely hit her stride with these engaging and poignantly written tales. She has consistently managed to achieve a perfect emotional tone and balance between amusing humor, evocative insights, intriguing revelations, family drama, personal conflict, interesting factoids, and instructive and perceptive observations. I have delighted in the refreshingly angst-free romance between the “badass hedgehog saviour” and the super vet as well as the lessons I’ve obtained while they tend to their adorable “hogspital” patients and fractured families.

This tale involved diverse as well as realistically tragic storylines of abuse and neglect, which were deftly and skillfully handled with thoughtful sensitivity. Jessica Redland continues to entice, impress, awe, and wow me with her wordcraft, as her emotive phrasing taps each end of the emotional spectrum with an understated elegance that avoids even approaching an exaggerated or over-the-top level of drama.   I covet her mad skills!