Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Library Notes Week January 25




I hope you made it safely through the snow storm last week. We were closed for several days due to the weather. Just a reminder that the library policy states if the La Conner Schools close because of the weather we also close. We fudged a bit by opening Thursday and Friday, since we were able to get some of the staff to the library safely. We don’t want anyone getting hurt trying to return a library book. Let’s hope that was the worst of our Winter weather.

We got a new batch of books in. Maybe you would be interested in checking one out.

77 Shadow Street by Dean R. Koontz. The Pendleton stands on the summit of Shadow Hill, a Gilded Age palace built in the late 1800s as a tycoon’s dream home. Almost from the beginning, its grandeur has been scarred by episodes of madness, suicide, mass murder, and whispers of things far worse. But since its rechristening in the 1970s as a luxury apartment building, the Pendleton has been at peace. But now shadows caper across walls, security cameras relay impossible images, phantom voices mutter in strange tongues, not-quite-human figures lurk in the basement, elevators plunge into unknown depths. With each passing hour, a terrifying certainty grows: Whatever drove the Pendleton’s past occupants to their unspeakable fates is at work again.

The Leopard by Jo Nesbo. Two young women are found murdered in Oslo, both drowned in their own blood. The crime scenes offer no coherent clues, the police investigation is stalled, and the one man who might be able to help doesn’t want to be found. Traumatized by his last case, Inspector Harry Hole has lost himself in the squalor of Hong Kong’s opium dens. Yet when he is compelled, at last, to return to Norway—his father is dying—Harry’s buried instincts begin to take over. After a female MP is discovered brutally murdered, nothing can keep him from the investigation.

Soft Target by Stephen Hunter. Black Friday America’s largest shopping mall Suburban Minneapolis 3:00 pm. Ten thousand people jam the aisles, the corridors, the elevators, and the escalators of America, the Mall—a giant Rubik’s Cube of a structure with its own amusement park located in the spacious center atrium. Of those people, nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-eight have come to shop. The other twelve have come to kill.