Magnificent Octopus

Jackson was surprised that more women hadn't simply killed their husbands. Maybe they had, maybe women were better at covering up murder...

Canadian cover "Joy is an admirable goal." Juliet said. "Completely unobtainable, of course." I was so looking forwar...

"And anyway," Juliet said, unable to suppress her irritation with Merton, "this isn't a Rembrandt, it's a copy by Ger...

Boredom drove him to read the folder of hotel information from cover to cover, the fire escape plans on the back of the door, a copy of York...

This is my Lost Property Cupboard theory of the afterlife — when we die we are taken to a great Lost Property Cupboard where all the things ...

Kate Atkinson's debut novel from 1995, Behind the Scenes at the Museum , has footnotes. Not the erratic footnotes of 1996's Infinite...

When she sat back down at her table she found that a group of men dresses as condoms were staggering across St Helen's Square. They w...

In 2013 I read approximately 50 books. Some were very long, and some were very short. I say approximately because some were so short it does...

If Teddy ever cried when he was younger, Ursula could never bear it. It seemed to open up a chasm inside, something deep and dreadful and fu...

Sylvie's knowledge, like Izzie's, was random yet far-ranging, "the sign that one has acquired one's learning from novels, r...

A coincidence is just an explanation waiting to happen. So says Jackson Brodie, who used to be a private investigator, who used to be a poli...

He had to get out. Jackson hated hospitals. He had spent more time in them than most people. He had watched his mother take an eternity to d...

Love. Love wasn't sweet and light, it was visceral and overpowering. Love wasn't patient, love wasn't kind. Love was ferocious, ...

— No-one's trying to kill him at all. He's just paranoid, isn't he? Nora says irritably. He's just a red herring. And the ol...

What if I didn't leave Bob? What if our slouch towards commitment ended at the altar? What would it be like if I occupied the wife-shape...

Sometimes Michelle tried to remember what it was like before the baby came, when it had been just the two of them and they could lie in bed ...