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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=CgImMF"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=CgImMF" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/6474025152284925454/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=6474025152284925454" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/6474025152284925454?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/6474025152284925454?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/443565883/good-and-bad-days.html" title="Good and Bad Days!" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/11/good-and-bad-days.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEABRn0_fSp7ImA9WxRWFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-5244471043923099302</id><published>2008-11-02T12:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:25:57.345-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-02T12:25:57.345-05:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - The English Assassin - Mr. Silva</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="423" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="168"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0451208188" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="The English Assassin" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SQ3io_uStrI/AAAAAAAABG0/A0hDgncmkWQ/The%20English%20Assassin%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="139" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="253"&gt;This fifth novel written by Daniel Silva, has our hero Gabriel Allon, an accomplished art          &lt;br /&gt;restorer and a secret agent for the Israeli government, protecting a beautiful violinist.           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Augustus Rolfe, a Swiss banker, whose private life extended into Nazi Germany, has an art collection to be dead for!           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Anna Rolfe, his daughter, is now in danger because of her supposed knowledge of her father's activities.           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Can Gabriel protect her? &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="422" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="420"&gt;Can Gabriel match up with a ruthless British mercenary turned assassin?          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Anna is a head-strong world renowned musician determined also to find her estranged father's killer.           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Clues are hidden in the depth of the super-secret Swiss banking community, can they be found?           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Great so far, will follow-up next week!&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="70" alt="TSSbadge3" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SQ3ipHAznbI/AAAAAAAABG4/uLqwjoifjgU/TSSbadge3%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=D9YU3a"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=D9YU3a" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/5244471043923099302/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=5244471043923099302" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/5244471043923099302?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/5244471043923099302?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/440122340/sunday-salon-english-assassin-mr-silva.html" title="Sunday Salon - The English Assassin - Mr. Silva" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/11/sunday-salon-english-assassin-mr-silva.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EFSX86eyp7ImA9WxRXFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-55632243615568962</id><published>2008-10-19T13:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:00:18.113-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-19T13:00:18.113-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - A Group of Mean Women?</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="414" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="151"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0060833203" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="190" alt="Lady Killer" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SPtnoGIKhJI/AAAAAAAABD4/FyBBrJhvA4Y/Lady%20Killer%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="261"&gt;This is my first Lisa Scottoline novel and I hope not my last!          &lt;br /&gt;Although Ms. Scottoline is an Eagle football fan from Philly, I will overlook this fact!           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;When Trish Gambone strutted into Mary DiNunzio's office all hell was about to break loose.           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;You see Trish and Mary had the same high school sweetheart.&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="413" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="411"&gt;Of course, Mary, now the successful lawyer did not realize that          &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;sweetheart&amp;quot;, Bobby Mancuso, was a mobster and a girlfriend-beater.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Trish was begging Mary for her help and advice to get out of the situation with Bobby, but no ideas Mary had seemed to satisfy Trish.           &lt;br /&gt;Trish seemed to imply her life was in imminent danger!           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Trish disappears!           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Mary is now really frightened, and their mutual friends, the Mean Girls show up a Mary's office to get her help!           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Very upset now that she did not help Trish, Mary, leaves her job to help find Trish. Mobster Bobby is found murdered, but where is Trish?          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Is Trish alive?          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Read the ending for yourself, very entertaining!          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="70" alt="TSSbadge3" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SPtnoe3YJ3I/AAAAAAAABD8/o-BPLYHYZb4/TSSbadge3%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=RGJKtY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=RGJKtY" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/55632243615568962/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=55632243615568962" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/55632243615568962?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/55632243615568962?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/425612768/sunday-salon-group-of-mean-women.html" title="Sunday Salon - A Group of Mean Women?" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/10/sunday-salon-group-of-mean-women.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04FSH48cCp7ImA9WxRQEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-4454150730874167512</id><published>2008-10-05T19:28:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:11:59.078-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-05T20:11:59.078-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - You Think you Are a Einstein?</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SOlWlmdf1NI/AAAAAAAABCc/Why1xhrLPwQ/s1600-h/Final+Theory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253825644283811026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SOlWlmdf1NI/AAAAAAAABCc/Why1xhrLPwQ/s200/Final+Theory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No, No, No, I am not an Einstein! But in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/1416572872"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Final Theory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;by Mark Alpert there are several! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr. Alpert's first novel is a well written thriller with many twists and turns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;His prowess in this subject, scientific theory, comes from being a columnist with Scientific American Magazine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am excited to get to read a "late-model" novel as usually it is several years till I get one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Albert Einstein has succeeded in developing a theory if used as a weapon...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of Einstein's assistants from long ago now an old man like me, Hans Kleinman, is severely beaten because of his knowledge of "The Theory." Dieing at the hospital, Herr Kleinman calls for one of his former students, David Swift, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;now a Columbia University professor. He relays to David a string of numbers, then passes. David Swift is now in the fight for his own life!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The terrorists involved in trying to get these numbers from Dr. Swift will stop at nothing including attacking his ex-wife and son. A pyhsicist friend of David's, Monique Reynolds has her home burglarized which she doesn't understand till David tells of his situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As mentioned before, this story is full of plausible and non-plausible twists. Too many times the amateurs kill or thwart the professionals. All in all for a first novel, Mr. Alpert did an admirable job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Give us another one, Mark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253825234521795042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SOlWNv-nqeI/AAAAAAAABCU/1FkiKMnzbRE/s200/TSSbadge3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=ooppEi"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=ooppEi" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/4454150730874167512/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=4454150730874167512" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/4454150730874167512?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/4454150730874167512?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/412294502/sunday-salon-you-think-you-are-einstein.html" title="Sunday Salon - You Think you Are a Einstein?" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SOlWlmdf1NI/AAAAAAAABCc/Why1xhrLPwQ/s72-c/Final+Theory.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/10/sunday-salon-you-think-you-are-einstein.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UCQXs8eip7ImA9WxRRFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-8812068492114171574</id><published>2008-09-28T15:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T15:47:40.572-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-28T15:47:40.572-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Torsos ? Not for the Squeamish!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SN_fQBhfIJI/AAAAAAAABAM/-4xevN_P2v8/s1600-h/Torsos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251161156917076114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SN_fQBhfIJI/AAAAAAAABAM/-4xevN_P2v8/s200/Torsos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John Peyton Cooke has really made a page turner in &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0446404543/104-7132039-1771931"&gt;Torsos&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not expecting all the sex, gore, and killings, I enjoyed this novel based on the serial murders in Cleveland in the 1930's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dismembered bodies are driving the detectives crazy along with new safety director Eliott Ness. Hank Lambert, a detective and closet gay, is in charge of the investigation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr. Ness decides to take over after his political ambitions get in the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The underground homosexual community is being attacked by a crazed killer who cuts off heads, arms, legs and genitals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It just can't be the pharmacist, who is the son of one of the elite families of Cleveland. Mott Hessler knows this seedy side of town and has left no clues to his own dark side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only through Hank "Lucky" Lambert's relationship with a known male prostitute, Danny Cottone, is he able to finally get this most notorious killer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This book is definitely not for the young mind!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251160402300596002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SN_ekGW5byI/AAAAAAAABAE/7H6BXR3JI9U/s200/TSSbadge3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=cwrH7l"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=cwrH7l" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/8812068492114171574/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=8812068492114171574" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/8812068492114171574?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/8812068492114171574?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/405631699/sunday-salon-torsos-not-for-squeamish.html" title="Sunday Salon - Torsos ? Not for the Squeamish!" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SN_fQBhfIJI/AAAAAAAABAM/-4xevN_P2v8/s72-c/Torsos.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/09/sunday-salon-torsos-not-for-squeamish.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8GRnczfip7ImA9WxRTF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-4224941039972683393</id><published>2008-09-07T01:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:20:27.986-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-07T01:20:27.986-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Small Town Girl - Bad?</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0553805495/103-0154639-9210258" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="Sugar Queen" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SMNkmgzy4BI/AAAAAAAAAt8/eiM6JeY570Q/Sugar%20Queen%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;AHH... Western North Carolina, great landscapes, tall mountains, beautiful flowers, and Josey Cirrini.         &lt;br /&gt;Who? You remember Josey that little brat, well she's all grown-up now.          &lt;br /&gt;Still lives with her Mom at twenty-seven and loves the postman!          &lt;br /&gt;Her Dad, Marco, died many years ago, but Josey did not know he was the town playboy.          &lt;br /&gt;Della Lee lives in her closet?&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="400"&gt;You talk about Sub-Plot City, Sarah Addison Allen has conjured up a series of events that will make your head swim in &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0553805495/103-0154639-9210258" target="_blank"&gt;The Sugar Queen&lt;/a&gt;!          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Josey is used to little own world, a closet full of treats, dreams of the postman, and an outside world she has never experienced.          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Della Lee has moved into Josey's closet for the time being(strange) and gets Josey to go to the local sandwich for her, where she meets Chloe.          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Chloe leads Josey on a roller-coaster ride of emotions with her strained relationship with her boyfriend, Jake.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Adam, the postman, finally leans of Josey's love for him through Chloe.          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Her Mom, Margaret, had an affair with the local cab driver many years ago.          &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;This sounds choppy doesn't it? Well Ms. Allen does a much better job in the book itself, read it!&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SMNkm7clvJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/oP9y39cv57k/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=9HJOEm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=9HJOEm" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/4224941039972683393/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=4224941039972683393" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/4224941039972683393?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/4224941039972683393?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/385554624/sunday-salon-small-town-girl-bad.html" title="Sunday Salon - Small Town Girl - Bad?" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/09/sunday-salon-small-town-girl-bad.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EHRnc5eip7ImA9WxdaFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-6969555227025404651</id><published>2008-08-24T02:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:33:57.922-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-24T02:33:57.922-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon- Dead Heat or Upset Stomach?</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0399154760/002-3586362-9041647"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237967566921302962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SLD_wAtcg7I/AAAAAAAAAns/GxSLL9ZjcLk/s200/dead+heat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick Francis has been a great writer for many years. His son, Felix, has done most of the research on the last two novels, they have collaborated on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've read several earlier books of Mr. Francis and since his wife died, there is a distinct lack of "fullness" as I read.While &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0399154760/002-3586362-9041647" target="_blank"&gt;Dead Heat&lt;/a&gt; , is good the characters lack the depth I am used to getting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all in all, Dick Francis is one of my favorites!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max Moreton is a self pronounced culinary star in Newmarket, England.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His restaurant, The Hay Net, so named because of its proximity to the local racetrack, has its share of admirers from the horse-racing crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However after "poisoning" several people at a private catered event, his business hits the skids as the local health officials shutter The Hay Net. Things even turn for the worse as the next day at the track at another private event a bomb kills several people including one of Max's employees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max soon realizes that someone is out to get him as his car is sabotaged and his house burns down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as always, you need to read this book to get the rest of the story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237967885044687330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SLEAChz-IeI/AAAAAAAAAn0/YRJ_aDWpFm4/s200/TSSbadge3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=OVfFAA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=OVfFAA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/6969555227025404651/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=6969555227025404651" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/6969555227025404651?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/6969555227025404651?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/373254885/sunday-salon-dead-heat-or-upset-stomach_24.html" title="Sunday Salon- Dead Heat or Upset Stomach?" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SLD_wAtcg7I/AAAAAAAAAns/GxSLL9ZjcLk/s72-c/dead+heat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/08/sunday-salon-dead-heat-or-upset-stomach_24.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YERHcycSp7ImA9WxdaEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-1121037810367980245</id><published>2008-08-18T00:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T00:51:45.999-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-18T00:51:45.999-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - The First Patient by Michael Palmer</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0312343531/102-7728184-4480905"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235714897266209394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SKj-9YTF8nI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/gksLEEUedjs/s200/firstpatient_cvr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being around the President would be scary enough without having to be his doctor also! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gabe Singleton, a rancher, a doctor, a long-time friend of Andrew Stoddard, President of the United States, has been living in Wyoming for the last few years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, Gabe has a criminal record. His involvement in an auto accident while being intoxicated kills a pregnant woman. This accident happens while he and buddy, Drew are at Annapolis and Gabe serves a year in prison. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several helicopters land on Gabe's property and President Stoddard asks his friend to be his doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not really following his heart, Gabe reluctantly agrees to go to Washington even after finding that the President's former physician has disappeared. After only a couple of bedside visits, Gabe is called to the Presidential bedroom and sees him acting very strangely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is the President insane? Gabe wonder what he has got himself into. Leaving the White House, Gabe is attacked by a gunman in his car. Allison, a Secret Service agent undercover as a nurse bumps into the rear of his car and the bullet only shatters his side rear window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What follows is Gabe trying to find both who is out to kill him and what is really wrong with the President. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facing reelection Drew cannot afford to let the public know about his illness, but Gabe must face his conscience and call the Twenty-fifth Amendment if this mystery illness is nit solved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A world crisis is hanging in the balance... what will Gabe do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fantastic, suspense-filled novel with a great end! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235715465870286802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SKj_eeg3n9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Tiof_7ni7ng/s200/TSSbadge3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=gtXp39"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=gtXp39" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/1121037810367980245/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=1121037810367980245" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/1121037810367980245?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/1121037810367980245?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/367802227/sunday-salon-first-patient-by-michael_18.html" title="Sunday Salon - The First Patient by Michael Palmer" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilre1bpnyxM/SKj-9YTF8nI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/gksLEEUedjs/s72-c/firstpatient_cvr.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/08/sunday-salon-first-patient-by-michael_18.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAER349eip7ImA9WxdUF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-6617994957122826775</id><published>2008-08-03T12:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:25:06.062-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-03T12:25:06.062-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Is There a Heaven? (Blue)</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="428" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="178"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/search/002-4449278-7435265?node=1&amp;amp;keywords=Blue+Heaven&amp;amp;preview=&amp;amp;x=15&amp;amp;y=10" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="Blue-Heaven" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SJXb3qaGCXI/AAAAAAAAAkM/stuAuM2bmE8/Blue-Heaven%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="246"&gt;         &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Who is C.J. Box?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;Well it seems he lives in Wyoming and has worked as a ranch hand, surveyor, fishing guide, a small town newspaper reporter and editor, and he co-owns an international tourism marketing firm.&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p align="left"&gt;And he still has time to write? Nine novels no less! The first eight about a fictional character named Joe Pickett.&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p align="left"&gt;Where have I been?             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="427" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="425"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/search/002-4449278-7435265?node=1&amp;amp;keywords=Blue+Heaven&amp;amp;preview=&amp;amp;x=15&amp;amp;y=10" target="_blank"&gt;Blue Heaven&lt;/a&gt; has got to be in the book somewhere. But just started reading Wednesday night and can't see the correlation yet.            &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt; Annie and &lt;strike&gt;Willie&lt;/strike&gt; William really want to go fishing and Tom Boyd their mother's &amp;quot;boyfriend&amp;quot; says &amp;quot;yeah, I'll take you.&amp;quot;            &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt; Of course as adults we usually end up disappointing a lot of kids in our lifetime, Tom forgets about the trip so Annie and William go fishing by themselves.            &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt; The trip takes a turn they will never forget!            &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt; They see a man shot to death and the killers see them!&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt; Kids are now running and hiding to protect their lives!            &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt; More to come...            &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SJXb4WHctJI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/LnL0JzqJXUE/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=og7yfP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=og7yfP" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/6617994957122826775/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=6617994957122826775" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/6617994957122826775?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/6617994957122826775?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/354493354/sunday-salon-is-there-heaven-blue.html" title="Sunday Salon - Is There a Heaven? (Blue)" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/08/sunday-salon-is-there-heaven-blue.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04DQHs5fip7ImA9WxdVFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-4848405467806443369</id><published>2008-07-20T01:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T01:32:51.526-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-20T01:32:51.526-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Two Different and Maybe Good?</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Have been reading two completely different, maybe somewhat how shall I say, &lt;strike&gt;boring&lt;/strike&gt; , no &amp;quot;lacking&amp;quot; novels this week. Both by authors not so familiar with me but have read of them. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="424" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" align="center" width="186"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/055358331X/002-9831772-0319201" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="243" alt="The Consignment" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SILN_2RK26I/AAAAAAAAAkA/sjC6Uw54PWE/The%20Consignment%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="234"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/055358331X/002-9831772-0319201" target="_blank"&gt;The Consignment&lt;/a&gt; by Grant Sutherland, is ok, but has some inaccuracies of the details reveal a lack of understanding of the American military. Officers going in and out of active duty and F16s have become able to land on aircraft carriers. If you ignore these and other missteps the book isn't too bad.             &lt;br /&gt;Ned Rourke works as an undercover sales rep for an arms company to help the government catch illegal arms traders.             &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="424" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" align="center" width="185"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0451215524/002-9831772-0319201" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="Deep Freeze" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SILOAV2Z7BI/AAAAAAAAAkE/wx1lrEK0TYY/Deep%20Freeze%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="234"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0451215524/002-9831772-0319201" target="_blank"&gt;Thom Racina&lt;/a&gt; author of Deep Freeze has written multiple novels over the years, but this one lacks depth. The characters are pretty thin and after fifty or pages of snow, your attention is drawn to what is on the ol' TV!             &lt;br /&gt;The disaster novel is about a&amp;#160; cosmological climate change in California that brings about a blizzard in Los Angeles. I have not finished this book, so I do hope the end is better that the start!&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;You all know I am a positive reader, meaning I generally only have good things to say about most fiction novels, but this week I am just letting my feelings out!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;One of this books was $3.00 and the other a gift, boy am I glad!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SILOAtlNbJI/AAAAAAAAAkI/gvAvN0k2mt4/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=jRp2rv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=jRp2rv" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/4848405467806443369/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=4848405467806443369" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/4848405467806443369?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/4848405467806443369?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/340418969/sunday-salon-two-different-and-maybe.html" title="Sunday Salon - Two Different and Maybe Good?" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/07/sunday-salon-two-different-and-maybe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IDSXg8fSp7ImA9WxdWE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-2411495344850566621</id><published>2008-07-06T22:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:59:38.675-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-06T22:59:38.675-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon -    Havoc?     Could this be Real?</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="425" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="202"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0765308339/103-5665741-2987827" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="204" alt="Havocl" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SHGGmbE6MYI/AAAAAAAAAiw/4Bx_Mr701wk/Havocl%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="221"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;Started &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0765308339/103-5665741-2987827" target="_blank"&gt;Havoc&lt;/a&gt; three weeks ago and in between the many summer visits from my grandchildren, I have managed to get to the last chapter today.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;The Nano's of my mind are boggled with all the possibilities of what this ever advancing technology can do.           &lt;br /&gt;Imagine opening the hood of your &lt;strike&gt;flying&lt;/strike&gt; car to see that one inch by two inch engine that takes you to the store and back.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;Imagine a laptop that could blow away in the wind!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;Wow, I am really dreaming or am I? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0765308339/103-5665741-2987827" target="_blank"&gt;R.J. Pineiro&lt;/a&gt; really knows the nanotechnology area. But this could mean the end of Homo Sapiens and a world ruled by &amp;quot;smart&amp;quot; machines. Assy, would like nothing better. You see Dr. Giles created Assy, modified Assy, and gave Assy all the info to rule the world. Or so he thought.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;Mike Ryan certainly was not going to let a nanoassembler destroy us!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;Tom Grant a retired CIA operative was coaxed back into service by Rachel Muratani, a sleek, good-looking, rising star in the agency.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;Tom is trying to find Troy Savage his old boss whom Rachel believes has turned to the &lt;u&gt;other&lt;/u&gt; side.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;Nothing is as it seems, as Troy is secretly working for CIA Director Bane to help catch a mole or moles inside the agency.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;All &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0765308339/103-5665741-2987827" target="_blank"&gt;Havoc&lt;/a&gt; does break loose as the German conglomerate, CyberWerke is the &lt;strong&gt;villain&lt;/strong&gt; both in the case of the moles and the world-wide Nano horror that is named Assy along with its subordinates.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;You will enjoy this book! Cost $3.00! How much is a Big Mac?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SHGGmkc0r-I/AAAAAAAAAi0/sjcTIt28rGY/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=BF03YA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=BF03YA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/2411495344850566621/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=2411495344850566621" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/2411495344850566621?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/2411495344850566621?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/328518430/sunday-salon-havoc-could-this-be-real.html" title="Sunday Salon -    Havoc?     Could this be Real?" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/07/sunday-salon-havoc-could-this-be-real.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ENSXY5fyp7ImA9WxdWE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-2708062858914198531</id><published>2008-06-22T20:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:01:38.827-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-06T23:01:38.827-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Havoc is Hell</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="420" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="203"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SF7uTzF5t2I/AAAAAAAAAg4/XuIB9TV-DLs/s1600-h/nano101%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="216" alt="nano101" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SF7uUCBBJhI/AAAAAAAAAg8/u4jrWZv_RGY/nano101_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="215"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Get your free copy of the latest investment report &lt;em&gt;Nano 101: An Insider's Guide to the World of Nanotechnology&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Nanotechnology is about to turn the world on its head. Get in on the ground floor of the nanotech revolution. Download our FREE report,&lt;em&gt; Nano 101: An Insider's Guide to the World of Nanotechnology.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;This report will make it easy to get a handle on the terminology of this new technology and is a must-read for anyone looking to profit from the Emerging Tech revolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="407" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="405"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;JoeB have you gone crazy? I thought you were reading &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0765308339/102-0022383-5321720" target="_blank"&gt;Havoc by R.J. Pineiro&lt;/a&gt;? What does investing in nanotech have to do with Havoc?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its interesting I get a newsletter to sign up for from Forbes about investing in nanotechnology. I started to laugh after reading about half of this alarming novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Grant, a retired agent with the CIA, is suckered back into service by Special Agent Rachel Muratani with a promise of more than enough money to retire &lt;strike&gt;better&lt;/strike&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His job is to track down his old boss and trainer who is supposed to be dead, Troy Savage. Little does he realize his real position is to save our species!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assy, the prototype nanoassembler, who is highly intelligent, self-propelled and self-replicating has a mission to destroy humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why would I want to invest in nanotech, Mr. Forbes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final assessment next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SF7uUb7tMAI/AAAAAAAAAhA/AElzzww_6Ho/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=ufFjVc"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=ufFjVc" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/2708062858914198531/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=2708062858914198531" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/2708062858914198531?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/2708062858914198531?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/317724520/sunday-salon-havoc-is-hell.html" title="Sunday Salon - Havoc is Hell" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/06/sunday-salon-havoc-is-hell.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEBRHk6cSp7ImA9WxdQFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-7299989378940258328</id><published>2008-06-15T01:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:44:15.719-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-15T01:44:15.719-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Raise Havoc or Hell</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="428" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="148"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0765308339/102-0022383-5321720" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="204" alt="Havocl" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SFSsLGIbz_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/I6gHIkHJtDM/Havocl%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="275"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;My oldest treated me to three new books for Father's Day and she always seems to know what I don't have in reading materials.           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;The one I grabbed first was &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0765308339/102-0022383-5321720" target="_blank"&gt;Havoc&lt;/a&gt;, by R.J. Pineiro.            &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;Reading the first chapter, I thought of one of my early heroes, Ray Bradbury. Not in style but in the futuristic style of this novel.            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Nanotechnology is what the future holds for all of us, but this terrifying book is not what I want to be involved in the future. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;A stolen nanoassembler with the ability to recreate itself, destroying any object or human capabilities, and able to comprehend new information makes for a fascinating read!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Well enough till next week!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Happy Father's Day!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SFSsL2mFJPI/AAAAAAAAAg0/W4NYgKayowU/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=lnZU65"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=lnZU65" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/7299989378940258328/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=7299989378940258328" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/7299989378940258328?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/7299989378940258328?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/312213751/sunday-salon-raise-havoc-or-hell.html" title="Sunday Salon - Raise Havoc or Hell" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/06/sunday-salon-raise-havoc-or-hell.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQBR3w4cSp7ImA9WxdRFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-1040098702788122261</id><published>2008-06-02T00:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:25:56.239-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-03T12:25:56.239-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon&gt;The Watchman&lt; Fact or Fiction</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="425" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="147"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/141651497X/105-7476979-9986023" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="156" alt="The Watchman" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SEN9rTb5zDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/qZUwMmUge_M/The%20Watchman%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="276"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I do not know where I've been, but this is the 11th thriller to feature Joe Pike, the ex-cop,ex- Marine, ex-mercenary and now bodyguard. Also my first &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/141651497X/105-7476979-9986023" target="_blank"&gt;Robert Crais&lt;/a&gt; novel. Where &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;I been? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Crais is the author of the Elvis Cole mysteries and Mr. Cole plays an important role in this fast paced, twisted plot, flawed character mystery thriller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;A young heiress, Larkin Conner has unknowingly become the target of hitmen. When several attempts are made on her life, her multi-millionaire father calls in security professionals, and they call Joe Pike. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;One night while returning home, she accidentally hits a car, injuring its passengers. Before she can call for help, the driver speeds off and a man in the back seat disappears down a nearby alley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As Pike and Cole try to figure out why Larkin is a target, they realize that essentially everyone claiming to want to protect her is hiding behind a facade, withholding information that will save her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Looking forward to finishing this exciting book this week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SEN9rjb5zEI/AAAAAAAAAgo/-8iFdItWvZE/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=GAs7lu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=GAs7lu" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/1040098702788122261/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=1040098702788122261" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/1040098702788122261?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/1040098702788122261?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/302731796/sunday-salon-watchman-fact-or-fiction.html" title="Sunday Salon&amp;gt;The Watchman&amp;lt; Fact or Fiction" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/06/sunday-salon-watchman-fact-or-fiction.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUGSX4_eCp7ImA9WxdSF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-2336744315379633353</id><published>2008-05-25T15:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T15:37:08.040-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-25T15:37:08.040-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Fiction or Not?</title><content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="10" cellpadding="10" width="389" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="120"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SDm_3IYui0I/AAAAAAAAAgI/oHXWwDcBw2M/s1600-h/ghost1%5B5%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="129" alt="ghost1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SDm_4IYui1I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/uA1SoN4GZYE/ghost1_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="79" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="232"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Adam &lt;strike&gt;Blair&lt;/strike&gt; Lang the ex- British prime minister, has allowed Mr. X to be his new ghost writer of his memoirs. There's a lot of money to be made if Mr. X can complete the &amp;quot;book&amp;quot; in a month.             &lt;br /&gt;Appears that there is more to the job than bargained for.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Prime Minister Lang is charged with illegally handing over terror suspects to be tortured by the CIA. The publishers behind the book see an opportunity as the allegations surface and now want the book finished in two weeks. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Mr. X has some weird feelings about the whole scenario and follows the previous ghost writers trail which leads him to an &lt;strike&gt;ex&lt;/strike&gt;-CIA agent. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;The trail begins to muddy as Mr. Lang is killed by a bomb, as his beloved wife looks on.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;The Ghost is flabbergasted when after talking to PM Lang's former foreign secretary, he deduces that Mrs. Lang is also CIA.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;What a great plot!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Read this one!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SDm_4oYui2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/Pf5CwkWitvI/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=Wnx2nO"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=Wnx2nO" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/2336744315379633353/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=2336744315379633353" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/2336744315379633353?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/2336744315379633353?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/297911947/sunday-salon-fiction-or-not.html" title="Sunday Salon - Fiction or Not?" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/05/sunday-salon-fiction-or-not.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEHQns8cCp7ImA9WxdSEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-4210689625927321770</id><published>2008-05-18T13:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T13:43:53.578-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-18T13:43:53.578-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Do You Believe in Ghosts?</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SDBq1ZV3dBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/m_ekFQNkNbI/s1600-h/ghost%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="164" alt="ghost" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SDBq15V3dCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/o0kz1oR4XgE/ghost_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="108" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;When I picked up The Ghost by Robert Harris, I did not read the inside cover as I usually do, and in not doing so thought I was buying a novel probably about a ghost.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Well the ghost turned out to be a writer whom is aptly not named in this political novel, but is hired after Mike McAra the ghost writer of former British Prime Minister Adam Lang commits &amp;quot;suicide.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Started reading this last Thursday and continuing today this caustic novel is packed with inveiglement, domination, and manipulation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Mr. Harris, I believe has used this &amp;quot;novel&amp;quot; to unveil more of his own political view&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;s on the British government and its war on terrorists.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Great read, will have to finish next week! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SDBq2ZV3dDI/AAAAAAAAAgA/0yWPNXoUgiI/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=6DLgwy"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=6DLgwy" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/4210689625927321770/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=4210689625927321770" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/4210689625927321770?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/4210689625927321770?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/292959592/sunday-salon-do-you-believe-in-ghosts.html" title="Sunday Salon - Do You Believe in Ghosts?" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/05/sunday-salon-do-you-believe-in-ghosts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYCQnYyfCp7ImA9WxZaGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-8350545352132195625</id><published>2008-05-04T17:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:39:23.894-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-04T17:39:23.894-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Hotel Stories by Mike Tyler</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SB4tB7v_ZSI/AAAAAAAAAWc/TxuuyThxAQU/s1600-h/hotelstories%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="204" alt="hotelstories" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SB4tCrv_ZTI/AAAAAAAAAWk/uylwluew0vM/hotelstories_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Would you like to live in a hotel for eight years? Mike Tyler author, poet, and singer(? see &lt;a href="http://www.cutepoet.com"&gt;www.cutepoet.com&lt;/a&gt;) did. His girlfriend locked him out of his apartment and he settled in for while. He became the poet in residence.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Amy Hills saw this blog and sent me this book back in February and I guess I am not a &amp;quot;hip&amp;quot; reader.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Hotel Stores is a collection of short stories about Mike's life at the Carlton Arms in New York.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;His style of writing is uncensored, true to life, and shows a no-holds barred approach. While I will not go into every detail of the book, you can imagine what really goes on in a New York City hotel for eight years!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Mike does show characters just as we see them in everyday life. Open, closed, sexy, pure, philosophic, drug users, and &amp;quot;friendships&amp;quot; are some of the traits shown in Hotel Stories.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;My final thoughts are no this is not my kind of book, but you will have to judge for yourself!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SB4tC7v_ZUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/EfpR_FxbJ_0/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=8EOtmv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=8EOtmv" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/8350545352132195625/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=8350545352132195625" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/8350545352132195625?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/8350545352132195625?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/283517831/sunday-salon-hotel-stories-by-mike.html" title="Sunday Salon - Hotel Stories by Mike Tyler" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/05/sunday-salon-hotel-stories-by-mike.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUINQ3k7eSp7ImA9WxZaGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-8034669423392087409</id><published>2008-05-04T16:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T16:39:52.701-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-04T16:39:52.701-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Final Review for Iris and Ruby</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;As I read and thought about my Grandmother whom I called Nanny, my heart was yearning for the glorious cheese sandwiches she made for me when I slept over. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;My relationship with Nanny was not as profound as Ruby's was with Iris. She did not have the past lovers or life setting that living in Cairo, Egypt provided. She also was not a doctor like Iris, but as a kid I thought she was a &amp;quot;healer.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;This picture of life that Rosie Thomas so elegantly portrays in a manner that shows the link between two completely different people. There is more depth to the story than a love novel and this attribute leaves you thinking of the noble aspects of life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Having never been abroad, the description of the beautiful Cairo made me want to be there. It seems as if during and shortly after WWII, Cairo was the place to be! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Wouldn't you like to read Iris and Ruby, I did!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SB4fF7v_ZRI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6wSc4wm1844/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=E85xIL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=E85xIL" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/8034669423392087409/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=8034669423392087409" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/8034669423392087409?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/8034669423392087409?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/283496254/sunday-salon-final-review-for-iris-and.html" title="Sunday Salon - Final Review for Iris and Ruby" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/05/sunday-salon-final-review-for-iris-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QCRHs-cCp7ImA9WxZbF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-6474808583751793029</id><published>2008-04-20T10:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T10:22:45.558-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-20T10:22:45.558-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Iris and Ruby by Rosie Thomas</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SAtRsa_fxLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/BwDJcHgMr6A/s1600-h/Iris-and-Ruby%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="Iris-and-Ruby" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SAtRs6_fxMI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6HTtfQUrapI/Iris-and-Ruby_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;You never know about a book until you open the cover and read the first page, well this morning I really became intrigued. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Iris and Ruby written by Rosie Thomas is a classic. With skillfully written narratives from the points of view of both Iris and Ruby, this moving story makes the book hard to put down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;From the first page you feel comfortable, intertwined, and vibrant as you read the relationship that develops between a grandmother and granddaughter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;I've only started with the first few chapters being spanned, but will finish this week and give a final review next week.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;I am really proud to be a part of Sunday Salon, we just keep growing! Remember we should have a convention!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/jbnova2000/SAtRtK_fxNI/AAAAAAAAAWM/IAgZ0nUHoR4/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=WnWzsq"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=WnWzsq" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/6474808583751793029/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=6474808583751793029" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/6474808583751793029?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/6474808583751793029?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/274094292/sunday-salon-iris-and-ruby-by-rosie.html" title="Sunday Salon - Iris and Ruby by Rosie Thomas" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/04/sunday-salon-iris-and-ruby-by-rosie.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIASH08eSp7ImA9WxZUFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-894316865370513220</id><published>2008-04-06T01:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:42:29.371-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-06T01:42:29.371-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon &gt;&gt;&gt;      Are You in the WITSEC?</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0061143413/104-1156576-2295909" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="219" alt="the blue zone" src="http://lh6.google.com/jbnova2000/R_hiw0SyVSI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3wUTCroRFOA/the%20blue%20zone%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;Kate Raab seemed perfectly normal. Beautiful, fun-loving, and very smart. Had a great job that she loved, as a lab researcher at a college. Loved her family and was especially close to her Dad. Life is &amp;quot;grand.&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;Benjamin Raab makes great money at his own business in the New York diamond district. He buys and sells a lot of gold. Kate's dad had been doing well for over twenty years.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;The FBI does not take kindly to money launderers and have burst into Mr. Raab's office to arrest him. Of course he denies the allegations, but is convicted and sent off to prison.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;Sharon, Emily, Justin, and Kate are of course non-believing , but now must enter the Witness Protection Program because of Benjamin's under-handedness. Kate decides she will not go into the program and remains in New York. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;Kate gets married and some months later notices strangers following her. Then a co-worker is shot in the head at close range and she knows that shot was for her. So Kate begins to search into her Dad's past and this turns her world upside-down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;A very tense, heart-moving, page-turning, jaw-dropping, and plot twisting novel that I would recommend to everyone. I have certainly used enough hyphens in the review. Oh, yes &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0061143413/104-1156576-2295909" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;The Blue Zone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;&amp;#160; means the area when a participant has been compromised and is in danger.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0061143413/104-1156576-2295909" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;Andrew Gross&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt; did a terrific job on his first &lt;em&gt;single&lt;/em&gt; novel!&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh3.google.com/jbnova2000/R_hixESyVTI/AAAAAAAAAV0/dFxialKbDOs/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=QTx7nh"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=QTx7nh" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/894316865370513220/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=894316865370513220" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/894316865370513220?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/894316865370513220?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/264915348/sunday-salon-are-you-in-witsec.html" title="Sunday Salon &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;      Are You in the WITSEC?" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/04/sunday-salon-are-you-in-witsec.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YAQXczfip7ImA9WxZVEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-8924966163956417805</id><published>2008-03-23T01:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T01:12:20.986-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-23T01:12:20.986-04:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon-Are You A SandHog?-Fact or Fiction</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/1416521518/002-2356747-9608067" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="214" alt="Bad Blood" src="http://lh5.google.com/jbnova2000/R-XmHUSyVQI/AAAAAAAAAVE/T6THo2nurNU/Bad%20Blood%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Could you be a sandhog? You could if you worked in the tunnels of New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;This is my first &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/1416521518/002-2356747-9608067" target="_blank"&gt;Linda Fairstein&lt;/a&gt; novel although she has many to her storied career. Here is a list for you:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Killer Heat (2008), Bad Blood (2007), The Best American Crime Reporting 2007 (2007),&lt;br /&gt;Death Dance (2006), Entombed (2005), Cold Hit / The Deadhouse (2005), The Kills (2004),&lt;br /&gt;I'd Kill for That (2004), Final Jeopardy / Likely to Die (2004), The Bone Vault (2003),&lt;br /&gt;The Deadhouse (2001), Cold Hit (1999), Likely to Die (1997), Final Jeopardy (1994),&lt;br /&gt;Sexual Violence: Our War Against Rape (1993)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Her novel centers around Alexandra "Alex" Cooper an assistant DA in New York. Alex is supported by NYPD detectives Mike Chapman and Mercer Wallace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Amanda Quillian is found murdered and the "team" believes her husband has hired a hitman to pull off the crime. Brendan Quillian is coming into the court room when he grabs an officer's gun, leaves one dead, and several injured. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Now the investigation really gets complicated when Alex discovers two feuding families, the Quillians and the Hassetts have hated each other for years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Both families menfolks have been "sandhogs" for several generations and are very tough, no-nonsense kind of guys. Well as usual I will leave you hanging, so maybe you would like to purchase the book from &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/1416521518/002-2356747-9608067" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and finish this riveting story yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh6.google.com/jbnova2000/R-XmHkSyVRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/bhjT8SwUUco/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: Still reading Hotel Stories...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=TXPUFM"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=TXPUFM" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/8924966163956417805/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=8924966163956417805" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/8924966163956417805?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/8924966163956417805?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/256368334/sunday-salon-are-you-sandhog-fact-or.html" title="Sunday Salon-Are You A SandHog?-Fact or Fiction" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/03/sunday-salon-are-you-sandhog-fact-or.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcBSX04fSp7ImA9WxZVEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-4438823267310797838</id><published>2008-03-22T02:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T02:40:58.335-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-22T02:40:58.335-04:00</app:edited><title>March is Really Some Month!</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;Hello Everyone,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;Yes, I know where have you been joeB? Well here we go! My dear ol' Dad has been ill for about a month now and his only son has been taking him back and forth to the hospital and doctor's offices for many, many, and many more tests. So far &amp;quot;we do not know&amp;quot;, isn't that a great answer? Please remember him in your thoughts and prayers. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;I have been able to read some, so Sunday Salonists never fear joeB is here! And , WOW, is our little group growing!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="3"&gt;Talk to you Sunday! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=hCguCX"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=hCguCX" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/4438823267310797838/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=4438823267310797838" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/4438823267310797838?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/4438823267310797838?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/255934337/march-is-really-some-month.html" title="March is Really Some Month!" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/03/march-is-really-some-month.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQCQXs9eSp7ImA9WxZXFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-6785850298160858138</id><published>2008-03-02T18:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T18:26:00.561-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-02T18:26:00.561-05:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - Hotel Stories- And News</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I read this group of stories by &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike Tyler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; entitled &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hotel Stories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I am just not sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next Sunday maybe I can relate to you what this book is about, have not read enough to give a fair judgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do believe now I know why I love &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mysteries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thrillers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/jbnova2000/R8s3RTfCzJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_YJbk0kk8u4/charles%20dickens%5B2%5D?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="244" alt="charles dickens" src="http://lh5.google.com/jbnova2000/R8s3RzfCzKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/s7odnA8vgoc/charles%20dickens_thumb?imgmax=800" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This news about some of Charles Dickens' works are worth repeating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rare works by Charles Dickens, including a page from the original manuscript of "Pickwick Papers" and an illustration of the "Oliver Twist" character Bill Sikes, are going on the auction block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Kenyon Starling Library of Charles Dickens is expected to fetch more than $2 million when it is sold at Christie's on April 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Among the highlights is "The Uncommercial Traveller" (1861), inscribed by Dickens to novelist George Eliot. Its pre-sale estimate is $100,000 to $150,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A page from the original manuscript of Dickens' first novel, "Pickwick Papers," containing a comedic scene between Pickwick's valet, Sam Weller, and a gentleman, John Smauker, could sell for $150,000 to $250,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The collection also includes a number of original drawings by Dickens illustrators Hablot K. Browne and George Cruikshank. An early Browne illustration is the only drawing from "Pickwick" to appear at auction in at least 30 years, Christie's said. It could bring $15,000 to $20,000. An original Cruikshank sketch of Sikes, the menacing criminal in "Oliver Twist," and his dog could sell for $12,000 to $18,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The collection also includes The Daily News No. 1, the liberal newspaper Dickens edited in 1846.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kenyon Starling, who died in 1983, left his Dickens collection to the family of William E. Self, a collector of English and American literature and film industry executive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5jCm8fLiuFK_NQTHf7kXbwqphlG0gD8V2TRN00" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NEW YORK (AP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh3.google.com/jbnova2000/R8s3STfCzLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/4SQcG7tsmoo/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=qJSk7C"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=qJSk7C" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/6785850298160858138/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=6785850298160858138" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/6785850298160858138?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/6785850298160858138?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/244528890/sunday-salon-hotel-stories-and-news.html" title="Sunday Salon - Hotel Stories- And News" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/03/sunday-salon-hotel-stories-and-news.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cGRn44fCp7ImA9WxZXEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-3174427152323216136</id><published>2008-02-27T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:43:47.034-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-27T15:43:47.034-05:00</app:edited><title>An Interesting Invitation!        ?HOTEL STORIES?</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I received an email from &lt;em&gt;Amy Hills&lt;/em&gt;, Literary Manager of &lt;em&gt;The Art Cannot be Damaged, Inc. &lt;/em&gt;Ms. Hills graciously invited me ( yeah me) to a release party in New York at the &lt;em&gt;Carlton Arms Hotel&lt;/em&gt;, 160 East 25th Street at Third Avenue, Friday, February 29, from 6pm- 9pm for Mike Tyler's new book, a collection of stories titled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hotel Stories. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorry Ms. Hills, but I will not be able to attend the party, but I would like to read and review the new book. The gracious Amy said yes and I received &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hotel Stories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today! Thanks Amy for the chance both to read and report on a new author and his book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/jbnova2000/R8XLK0afyUI/AAAAAAAAAUc/kdOD51EFWw0/hotel%20stories%5B4%5D?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="244" alt="hotel stories" src="http://lh6.google.com/jbnova2000/R8XLLUafyVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/pQK74SwKgu8/hotel%20stories_thumb%5B2%5D?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Rest of the story coming soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?a=aeAGTG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/FictionViews?i=aeAGTG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.fictionviews.com/feeds/3174427152323216136/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7328067082329421699&amp;postID=3174427152323216136" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/3174427152323216136?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7328067082329421699/posts/default/3174427152323216136?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FictionViews/~3/242310118/interesting-invitation-hotel-stories.html" title="An Interesting Invitation!        ?HOTEL STORIES?" /><author><name>JB Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03798132235705552616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.fictionviews.com/2008/02/interesting-invitation-hotel-stories.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMCQX4-fSp7ImA9WxZQGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7328067082329421699.post-9213898985001140835</id><published>2008-02-25T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T00:31:00.055-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-25T00:31:00.055-05:00</app:edited><title>Sunday Salon - The Assassin - Andrew Britton</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0786018011/103-5889007-6610229" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="the assassin" src="http://lh3.google.com/jbnova2000/R8JSkUafySI/AAAAAAAAAUM/4nRGjVCJDxA/the%20assassin%5B6%5D?imgmax=800" width="124" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0786018011/103-5889007-6610229" target="_blank"&gt;Andrew Britton's&lt;/a&gt; political thriller sets up a reality that may distract some readers from a decent if unremarkable plot centering on terrorist plans to attack the U.N. and leave clues pointing to the Iranian government.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Dennis Hastert is Speaker of the House, and the American political leadership is debating whether to withdraw troops from Iraq, but the U.S. president is David Brenneman not George W. Bush, who's facing a fierce re-election opponent in California governor Richard Fiske, who's surely not Arnold Schwarzenegger.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;The characters, including Jack Ryan-clone Ryan Kealey and the action-from the discovery of a high-ranking mole to the obligatory under-fire romance-offers nothing new. The path by which Kealey uncovers Vanderveen's subterfuge and ultimate trail moves a bit slowly at times during the book's first half, though much of this is due to Britton's painstaking insistence on getting his world right. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;To his credit, he does not take intellectual shortcuts or talk down to his reader. If anything, it gives us time to catch our breath between flash fires and explosions, which are more than plentiful in &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/fictionviewsc-20/detail/0786018011/103-5889007-6610229" target="_blank"&gt;THE ASSASSIN&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;It's exciting to watch someone of Britton's talent build a career from the ground up. This is the first Andrew Britton novel for me having not yet read his first, The American.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhamel.typepad.com/sundaysalon/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="36" alt="sunday_salon_7" src="http://lh5.google.com/jbnova2000/R8JSk0afyTI/AAAAAAAAAUU/QQJ6v1J0cF4/sunday_salon_7%5B3%5D?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Thank you for enjoying Fiction Views&lt;/div&gt;
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