So in the run up to Christmas I’m doing a count-down (well, a count-up). Twelve days of books! But j

So in the run up to Christmas I’m doing a count-down (well, a count-up). Twelve days of books! But just like the song, I’m going to increase the number of books each day, with a theme. I’ll link the previous posts on each new one, but if you’d like to follow along I’ll also be tagging them ‘hermitknut’s bookmas’. On the Fifth Day of Christmas… memory is everything.Memory Man by David Baldacci is one of those novels where I was really enjoying it… up to how they handled the actual killer. It was a good puzzle, though, and I quite liked the main character - Amos Decker has perfect recall, which gives him an interesting approach to problems. I’d quite like to check out some of the other books that he leads, and see if they get away from the flaws of this one.How Not To Disappear by Clare Furniss is a road-trip story of sorts - shared between Hattie and her great-aunt Gloria, who is in the early stages of dementia. Gloria and Hattie build a relationship that neither of them really expected, and I thought the character work was done really well. Hattie is sullen without putting you off her as a character, and Gloria’s backstory nearly made me cry.I Know My Name by C. J. Cooke is a psychological thriller of sorts - but the real enemy here is Eloise’s own mind, because when she wakes up on a remote island she remembers nothing but her own name. I thought the twist was nicely done, and I liked the way the narrative handled her husband’s reaction to her disappearance, too.The Reminders by Val Emmich is all about ten-year-old Joan, who has a perfect memory, deciding to enter a song-writing competition - if she wins, no one will forget her, right? She ends up enlisting her father’s friend Gavin, who has just lost his partner, to help her - in exchange for her telling him all her memories of his partner. Charming and sad and wonderful, all at once. The Last Thing I Remember by Deborah Bee focuses on Sarah, who is in a coma, as she tries to work out - without being able to really move or communicate - what happened to her. Not an approach I’ve seen before! A lot of flashbacks happen, for obvious reasons, and the sinister edge of wondering who keeps coming into her room. Pretty good!Previously:On the First Day of Christmas… my favourite book of all time. On the Second Day of Christmas… books about people exploding.On the Third Day of Christmas… the very biggest fans.On the Fourth Day of Christmas… books about princesses. -- source link

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