Purge of Deceit: The Neon City Trilogy by Adam J. SmithMy rating: 0 of 5 stars
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For this book he visits the hyper-stylised world of future noir, creating a tense narrative featuring propulsive action and a plot harnessing classic crime and suspense themes. The backdrop is one of glossy opulence juxtaposed with grimy backstreets, moody rain flooding neon soaked streets. All very inviting.Thank you Rebecca!
Sea of Glass by Rebecca Gransden
NOS4A2 by Joe HillThis was a good enjoyable read.This is book 4 in the Neon series, but the first of a Neon City trilogy. And the blurb:
We have twists, turns, some action all rolled into this one.
Well written story with good characters.
Recommend reading.
Contact by Carl SaganI previously mentioned my plotting Excel sheet. There's various digital tools out there like Writers' Cafe and Scrivener, allowing you to move pixel-cards about on a virtual cork board, but it's all just ways to manipulate information. It comes down to how you want it presented to you. How you want to input the data. For me, opening Excel and jotting down the plot points I want to aim for, and being able to move them up and down as necessary, does the job. Making a line GREEN is more satisfying than it should be. When it's ALL GREEN - amazing!“No Yu this morning?”“She probably caught the early car,” answered Xi.“She was complaining again last night.”“What’s new?” He faced the window and the faint outline of their reflections like underwater creatures in a tank. No air. He watched Fei’s fish-like lips move, at once gasping and speaking.“If you’d turn up she wouldn’t have anything to complain about.”There was no intonation of malice, or emotion in general, as they spoke. Brothers passing yet another morning, talking through the mirror.“She says the same thing when you don’t turn up.”“Well she’s twigged that we’re never there at the same time.”“What are we going to do about it?”“Nothing. It won’t be forever.”“Do you ever feel bad?”
London by Frank Tayell