Whimsical, magical and contractual… Seriously, did you really believe this chica would get all hot and sweaty renovating a casa? Aaahh, no! As for all of those spine-tingling goings on under the roof… let’s just say it’s a corporeal tantalizing essence shaking the shingles…no more shall escape my lips. I’m behavin’ tonight. Just don’t hold your breath on how long that will go on.
Juliet Blackwell splendidly synthesizes sass, spooks, and supernatural in Murder on the House. In fact, Blackwell had me all hammered up and heading off to Home Depot to grab some tools. Oh, wait a sec, the Jack was the reason for the hammered state and the tool was my ex. Lesson learned–no drinkin’ and toolin’ around unless you are Tim the Tool Man Taylor or the Royal Mom.
When it comes to “ghost” stories and the paranormal dominion, I am a supernatural snob. I don’t give a Honey Boo Boo holla, hoot, or hullaballoo if it is all the rage. FYI: it isn’t. Ghosts have always been flitting about; it is just all the “rage” for unimaginative authors who want to pass themselves off as “writers” to bank the coins. Well, some who aren’t leaders have to follow and bay sheep style. Just not Juliet Blackwell. She’s got supernatural skills, powerful plot panache, and charismatic characters. Oh, yeah, and she likes to knock things down and renovate them. I have a knack for that as well–just ask my exes. Hmmm…on second thought, let’s not. Reason? Some are still down for the count, some still under construction, and some are on the demolition list. I mean, seriously, folks, it’s difficult for them to digest, their balls are wrecked. Oh, wait, the wrecking ball does the demolishing, right? See, I am clueless when it comes to home renovations. Clueless. (wicked grin)
Blackwell’s got a hit on under her tool belt with her captivating Haunted Home Renovation series. Readers will scoop up this one in a New York nanosec and for series newbies, grab all three and settle in for an amusing and toasty winter’s weekend!
Word around the San Francisco Bay area is that contractor Mel Turner can converse with the departed, and everyone is chatting about the local ghost hunter. However, while Mel’s having a tough time keeping a low profile, she decides to seize her notorious communicator of spirits status for a shot to refurbish a noteworthy house that whispers to her.
The forthcoming proprietors want to recondition a purported haunted house and turn it into a haunted bed-and-breakfast. And they’d love for Mel to nurture the specters that apparently ramble the rooms to enrich the household’s mystical magnetism.
All Mel has to do is spend one night in the estate with her competing contractor to win the bid. During the chilling slumber party someone doesn’t endure the evening and another supernatural dweller is swirling about. As Mel tries to cajole the ethereal occupiers into disclosing the identity of the murderer she risks being the next one on the demolition list.
Blackwell’s Mel is an unshakable leading lady who embraces her uncertainties, life, and lack of perfection… making her one of literature’s best characters of all-time! The atmosphere is enchanting, the dialogue dynamic, and every character that inhabits the page is an integral part of the storyline and not just inserted as placeholders. Blackwell’s stimulating knowledge of San Francisco is proficient and leaves readers secretively listening for the trolley cars. Blackwell’s comedic deliverance is smooth, mystery engaging, and narrative well versed. The third installment of the Haunted Home Renovation series is memorably engaging, rich in detail, and as thrilling as a wintry breeze up a miniskirt.