Welcome to my weird world!
You know my favourite part of The Breakfast Club, the movie this book takes obvious inspiration from? The final line: "We discovered each of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal." I think that's a timeless line, because it applies to everybody. No one is one... Continue Reading →
I liked the Scooby-Doo cartoon that was on when I was a little kid old enough not to get creeped out at the monstrous faces. I mean, monster costumes. That was the What's-New version. Looking back the actual mysteries of who-dun-it were fairly easy, but I guess I often enjoyed guessing correctly. Not only that,... Continue Reading →
This isn't the first time we've had a female-take on the stereotypically male pluck-clues-from-dust keen but socially oddball detective. In fact, there are loads of examples, like Nancy Drew and a Canadian TV series called Shirley Holmes where Sherlock's great grand-niece takes over his work. But taking these sort of concepts and breathing new life... Continue Reading →
