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Summary Justice by John Fairfax

This is a novel that centres around an interesting premise: a barrister working on a murder case, desperate to prove his client’s innocence, is particularly driven because he’s been convicted of murder himself.

Having spent years in jail, William Benson is now out, and has set up his own law firm because no one else will hire him. With the help of Archie, another ex-con, and Tess de Vere, who first met him at his own trial all those years ago, he sets out to demonstrate his client’s innocence in the same court room where he was convicted.

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Burned and Broken by Mark Hardie

Let me preface this review by saying it’s difficult to read almost anything when you’ve just read an absolutely amazing, life-changing, world-shattering book like Cabré’s Confessions, which I read directly before reading this one.

Burned and Broken by Mark Hardie is your run-of-the-mill crime novel: a vulnerable young woman, a tired and cynical policeman, a female DC who in some ways keeps him going, a case that involves a dead child and a dead policeman.

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Girls On Fire by Robin Wasserman

“It starts with a suicide and ends with a death…” 

That was the line that drew me in, morbid crime novel aficionado that I am.

But Girls on Fire isn’t any ordinary crime novel.

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2016 Reflections – Books (Fiction)

2016 was a great year for books. Which is lucky really, because it’s been a pretty shit year on a global scale.

Here are my favourite novels I’ve read this year.

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Three Novels And A Moranifesto

This blog has become very bookish lately. Not that that’s a bad thing.

Last week, three novels and a book by Caitlin Moran, who never disappoints.

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Four Satisfying Novels For A Sunday Afternoon

I need time alone the way other people need air.

(I also need air. I’m not a robot, contrary to popular opinion.)

From the beginning of February to the end of April, I did not have a single 24-hour period when I was alone the whole time. Frankly, I’m surprised I didn’t totally crack up, what with builders building and people staying and flying around Europe and conferencing and working and…

I needed a break.

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