Christopher Brookmyre

From the backlist, this was the first one of Brookmyre's novels that I read. Absurd, dark, chaotic fun. I imagine it as a John Cusack movie in my head.

I picked this up on a trip through Heathrow airport. (At the time, fewer of his books were available in the US, so there was actually some reason there. ) Sometimes books make the best souvenirs. :)

Another fun read. Being a grandmother is no obstacle to kicking butt.

Well-written thriller, but deeply part of the current fashion for plots too complex for words. Do I care about any of these characters? Decidedly not.

Heavy hand