Karishma Attari
Don’t let the sun go down on love
As high profile books go, Love is the Cure tops the charts. Then again, that’s something that singer-songwriter-artist Elton John is used to doing. His ability to touch an emotional chord, and hold the public with it, has been demonstrated enough over his long musical career.
What’s banal, annoying and anonymous?
When you look back at Bridget Jones’ Diary’s caught-wearing-granny-pants-on-a-date humour, it’s easy to see why the confessional mode makes such a happy mix with chick-lit. Another turn-of-the-century phenomenon, Sex and the City, got the formula down pat, going from a syndicated column to the blitz of television, cinema and, of course, paperback.
Murdered by its own muse
P.D. James opens her sequel to Pride and Prejudice five years into the Darcys’ wedded bliss, and with a firecracker of a suggestion — a death at Pemberley. Murder most foul in one of England’s finest country houses? How will Elizabeth and Fitzwilliam Darcy cope with this calamity — and that it should involve Elizabeth’s unfortunate younger sister Lydia and her infamous husband Wickham just adds more powder to the potential pyrotechnics.
The murderous pink nylon cord
It’s a rare whodunit that gives you more than what you had bargained for and Kalpana Swaminathan’s latest detective novel is that anomaly.
