She still has a great voice but she can't write her way out of a paper bag. From feminist claptrap to undecipherable selfindulgence, she doesn't seem to have much to say. The melodies are utterly fo... read full review
There's a reason we buy Jack Higgins' books. As prolific as he is, he never let's his reader down (like a certain mono-browed Maine horror writer we won't mention). This book was no except... read full review
There's a reason we buy Jack Higgins' books. As prolific as he is, he never let's his reader down (like a certain mono-browed Maine horror writer we won't mention). This book was no except... read full review
There's a reason we buy Jack Higgins' books. As prolific as he is, he never let's his reader down (like a certain mono-browed Maine horror writer we won't mention). This book was no except... read full review