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Case Histories By Kate Atkinson

I have spent the last week falling in love with Jackson Brodie, the main character in Kate Atkinson's Case Histories series. I have read all four books by auido book walking around for days with Jason Isaacs sexy voice telling me the stories. Jason Isaacs also plays Jackson Brodie in the BBC series based on the books. I watched the first episode and quickly switched to the books (which I already owned in book form). I chose the auido books not because of Jason Isaacs, but because sometimes when the narrator of a book is Britsh, I have a difficult time finding their voice (for lack of a better word) while reading and I struggle with the story. I tried reading it in book form several times and then looked for the Audio version. I was pleasantly surprised to find out the star of the show would be telling me the stories. I did 4 books in five days and now that I have fallen for Mr Brodie, I look very forward to the next edition (I really hope there are plans for one).
Kate Atkinson is a great storyteller. This was the first detective series I have ever read. Crime novels are usually not my thing, but these books are so well written and the charters are are so well formed, you can't help but get sucked in. I liked each book as much as the last. She has a gift for linking the characters together and I was not able to solve any of the mysteries before they unraveled - usually I see them coming a mile away, but I enjoyed the stories so much, I didn't bother trying to think ahead. I just enjoyed going along for the ride. Jackson Brodie is a perfect hero who I'm sure is loved by woman and admired by men. These books are fantastic and I highly recommend them.
Book 1 - Case Histories (click the book to find it on Amazon.com or below for UK)
Book 2 - One Good Turn
Book 3 - When Will There Be Good News
Book 4 - Started Early Took My Dog

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