Lydia Adamson

Alice Nestleton is an actress who makes ends meet by cat-sitting. Every year she heads to Long Island to cat sit for Harry and Jo Starobin, and this year is no different. Except when she arrives Harry isn't there to greet her. And when she arrives at the little cottage she stays at, no one is there to greet her, either...except for Harry's corpse, strung up behind the door. Now Jo wants her to help find out who murdered Harry, because she's convinced it's murder. And even when there's show more another murder and Alice decides to step back from the investigation, she can't help the nagging feeling she's getting that she's close to something terribly wrong that just might be the right answers after all...

I decided to read this book because it was about Christmas, which I love (except it isn't), and cats, which I also love (except her cats play an extremely minor role - as in practically non-existent). In fact, I can't even think of when I've read a first-in-a-series book that disappointed me so deftly.

This book is, in fact, All About Alice. All about how Alice is an 'actress' but evidently not enough of one to get asked to actually act, since she's gone off the rails and only wants to do avant-garde productions; and I would think that most (if not all) actresses know that if you want to act, you have to act. In other words, take the roles that are offered and then perhaps you can command something you want to do. Which roughly translates to Alice is a cat-sitter who sometimes gets to go on stage. She sure isn't making a living at it.

We rarely get any time at all with her cats; they exist, but not much is said about them. I get the feeling that if Alice was a little more lively, then Pancho might be willing to settle down and allow her to pet him. Alice has no personality, to speak of; she's boring as all get out. She seems like one of those women that you never see smile or show any kind of emotion; which is probably why she likes to act - at least she gets to feel something.

Then there's the factor of Alice's sex life (not love life, sex life). Because she certainly doesn't have a love life, and the person she's decided to have sex with is, well, just that: the person she's decided to have sex with. Not to mention she calls him by both names. As in Charlie Coombs. Sort of as if she thinks if she doesn't mention both his first and last names we'll get him confused with someone else named Charlie (we won't; he's the only one in the book). Who on earth calls their lover by both their first and last names even in their heads? That's just strange.

Which brings us to the fact that our Alice is deluded. As in bipolar, or worse. She thinks Charlie is spying on her, she thinks she's being followed (when probably neither are true). You also have the requisite police detective who thinks she's bonkers (and he's not far off) and of course, Alice solves the case (as we knew she would).

Then there's the little fact that Alice was upset because she didn't get to sleep with a man who was (almost) twice as old as she was. That's right; she's 41; he was 79. I. Can't. Even. Imagine. I don't care how funny or attractive he was, he was almost eighty years old and she rues the fact that someone else got the chance to have an affair with him. It's a major 'ick' factor right there.

In the end, this book was all over the place, with nearly every conversation taking place in Alice's head and a lot of them were ramblings on her love life and career - neither of which seemed very interesting. I'm not sure I'd be willing to read another in this series, and I'm puzzled how it went on so long unless it seriously improved. show less

I read most of this novel while snuggling with my own super-furry Maine coon cat, which set the right mood, for sure. This is a cute murder mystery, in which Alice, a beautiful blonde actress who likes solving crimes, happens to be in a Chinese restaurant when it is shot up by odd Chinese gangsters who spray paint the Chinese character for 'soup' on the wall and shoot one of the waitresses. Alice tries not to become any more involved than she already is, but she is worried about the orange show more cat she saw in the restaurant just before the shooting. No one seems to know or care what happened to the cat, so Alice starts investigating, mostly just to be sure the cat is ok.

I had issues with the young half-Chinese investigator, Sonny, who Alice gets involved with- he seems so psychotically unbalanced that I had a hard time imagining Alice could like him, let alone want to sleep with him. However, I loved the plotting Alice does that just happens to provide a cushy home for a bedraggled shelter cat. The problems I had with Sonny dropped my rating for this book, because he is such a dominant character that his unprofessionalism and domineering manner towards Alice made a lot of scenes hard to believe. show less

Didn't expect much, but surprised it held my interest. In the midst of Alice trying to decide where her love life is going, she accepts work with police who think the shooting on the bus has some connection to a cat owner. With the help of her old friend and grizzled writer, Sam, they ponder other leads and the stolen book on frogs provides the proper clue to follow. Friend and lover get shot and survive, and she decides her future will be with the theater, not the cops .

Alice Nestleton, cat sitter and off and way off, Broadway theater actress, has received word from her agent of an interview at a top hat Tribeca Chinese restaurant with a Hollywood movie producer. Maybe this is Hollywood beckoning and her acting career really taking off, finally.

Before any serious discussion takes place, or any serious food is ordered, mayhem strikes. Alice spots a beautiful red tabby sitting up high on a shelf, and the three thugs that have entered the restaurant with show more weapons and spray cans, ready to wreak havoc. So much for career advancement. Instead, Alice finds herself on the hunt for the red tabby that has disappeared, and involved with a young, handsome, Mandarin speaking NYPD cop who is out to solve the mystery of the mayhem and the murderer of the waitress who was killed during it.

A plot that runs at a good pace, a cast of characters coming from the Chinese culture, the theater of Alice's past and present, and some clues that just don't want to come together all make for an enjoyable and fun read. show less