With a little help from my friend

I couldn't resist the title even if George Harrison neither wrote nor sang the song, yes, and there is an s missing, but Gundel stayed out of this one completely while der Dekan was eager to help.

Are we playing again?

Although I had planned more WIP posts of my Lego Art set, I finished it more quickly than expected.
Please meet the colorful George Harrison!
It is a cool piece of pixel art, but it wasn't as much fun as a regular Lego project. In fact, in the end it felt more like a chore that had to get finished so I could take it off a to do list.
As I mentioned in replies to comments on the original post, it could be fun to try and make a design of my own, but 1. I don't feel like ripping all the studs out despite the included brick separator (which I wish I had had as a kid), 2. designing it would be the fun, the actual bricking might feel like a chore as well, 3. I still have a pattern for another fan wall portrait waiting to be bead loomed which is a lot more fun (if I could only muster the courage to finally try out the muffin tray solution, but I put it at the top on my Christmas vacation list now).
There are studs left over, though, so maybe I can get myself a plate and try out something small on it.

I left the picture small because
it brings out the pixel art better.
Click on the picture for more detail.

George Harrison didn't end up on my wall, it would feel weird to have just him up there and also I don't want to give up wall space for this. He's on a shelf behind my big Steiff Leo now and the box - real Lego collectors may want to skip the end of this sentence - will go into the recycling after der Dekan is done with it.
I always invited him to brick with me, but a few of the sessions ended without him. He was quite good at the beginning, but mid-session he lost all patience with me not being faster and not letting him play with the contents of the box.
Some of the baggies were hidden under cardboard with an opening, for example, so you could see something was in there.
As much as I didn't want the brat to get in there and maybe escape with an open plastic bag, I couldn't be mad at him for following his natural instinct of investigating the "mousehole". My attempt at distracting him with head kisses was only partially successful because he started kneading while sitting on the box and ended up in the opening with one foot which immediately reminded him of his mission again.

There were other temptations as well, though.
I took photos during just one of our bricking sessions and thought I'd share them with you.
Der Dekan was purring the whole time, by the way, don't let his look deceive you.
It made me laugh and tell him how much I love him, but also yell "stop" and "no" and "you little devil" a lot. A video would have been great fun for you to watch, no doubt, but I would have needed a lot more arms for that!
And if you need to know, he did actually get "thrown out" after that last picture because he went for my desk then which I'm afraid to say has a few unstable piles on it at the moment and of course those are the ones der Dekan choses for his shenanigans. It's my own fault, I know, but I have to say that he has been obsessed with my desk since he was a kitten and even then was always on the lookout for stuff to knock over or down - including my laptop - although it was really organized at that time. Since then he has been using my desk for pressuring me into getting what he wants - playing, food, snacks, mere attention - or simply for letting me know he's miffed with me.

Is this thing edible?

I have to take a closer look.

What do you mean, don't destroy the instructions before you're done?
I'm good, I'm good, gee, Mom!

Maybe just a little claw action ...

You never let me have ANY fun!

Exhibit A to prove der Dekan never gets to have any fun.

You know what? You can do this thing alone if you wanna be like that, Mom.

I am not affiliated with Lego in any way, except playing with it every, now and then.

Running under the stars

 Are you still waiting for part 2 of the dress saga or the big hug? Yeah, so am I. If you have been around for a while, you know the reason, so don't be afraid, no whining today.
Let me just say that there is hope because actually one of them "only" needs a chain - "only" because that's something I have always struggled with. I even had necklaces, bracelets or earrings around for years which were missing a clasp or earwires, nothing more. That's really not something I want in this case, but I'm still caught in a sea of indecisiveness at the moment.
Would you like to see the already finished focal or would you rather wait for the completed piece?

The dresses are a different story, that's more because I need a good kick in the butt. Any volunteers?

The problem is that my creative motivation is at a low point. The ideas are piling up in my head, but the execution ... sigh.
My last experiment failed. It was not terrible, but it definitely wasn't good enough.
That's not unusual for my experiments at all. Making mistakes is how I teach myself to do it better (or sometimes give up on an idea). It used to be easier for me to deal with that when I felt I had endless creative time, but these days it feels like wasted time.
So I decided to do what I have always done when running out of motivation, turn to a trusted design. Usually that would be my miniature wire crochet baskets, but my hands wouldn't tolerate those right now, so I went back to the beaded 3D stars instead.

Some of the stars I made as Christmas
decorations in 2022

The ex was an early bird. An early, early bird. And although I'm very much a night owl I got up at hours when I would usually just fall asleep to take advantage of the ride he'd give me to work. A five minute detour for him, but saving me forty minutes every day compared to the train ride.
Anyhow, I got used to it - not saying I was ever really awake when I arrived at work, though - and in fact I loved the campus at that time. Okay, so it could be a bit spooky being very empty so early, even more so if there was fog - it always made me think of Jack the Ripper - and it's not my favorite kind of architecture, but it gave me the feeling I belonged there.
The best, however, were the little visitors. There's a forest next to the campus, and in the early morning some of the critters come out sitting in the grass between all those big concrete buildings ... mostly rabbits, hares, hedgehogs. There have been fox sightings, but I had never been that lucky.

Picture via pxhere

That memory inspired a pair of earrings.
Let me introduce Nitta who's a ceramic and jewelry artist from Finland.
She first tried ceramics in the 80s in her teens, then forgot it, but started again about eight years ago. A few years later, it became her passion and job and her happy place.
Nature and forest animals are close to Nitta's heart and she thinks that the Finnish forests are probably her biggest inspiration.
Although she doesn't just make adorable critters, with molds or handshaped, they are my favorites, foxes, birds, moths, cat heads (you may remember my cat moth with the little fangs), and more. 
I'm really trying to hold back buying supplies now that I'm thinking of giving up selling completely, but I couldn't resist Nitta's little hares - or maybe two pairs of them in different colors 😇 They make me think of Watership Down, too (even if those weren't hares, but bunnies).

First, I thought about using more than one color, but then I saw just two hares running along in the shine of golden stars.
The next decision was to use either the hares on the brown or on the greyish-blue background. That was more difficult, but as you see I went for the natural tone in tone look with just a bit of contrast in the loops from beads with one of my favorite coatings (Czech).
I think the hares don't need any more to shine and I'm really happy with them!

Weekend Traffic Jam Reboot - Week 129

Welcome to the Weekend Traffic Jam Reboot!
My posts for the link up will go live on Thursdays at 9:30 p.m. EDT or, if you live in the future like I do, on Fridays at 3:30 a.m. CE(S)T.

End of October, the clocks went back in Germany and other countries, and the USA followed last week.
Does the time change confuse you? My cats weren't confused. They made very clear that I simply have to get up whenever they want me to, no matter what time it is. Who spoiled them so much?
If you read my post about rainy days the other day, you will know that I'm not a fan of daylight saving and I don't mind it getting dark earlier now. Actually, it gives me a cozy feeling. I have never been one to have all the lights on in my flat, I like the dark with just a bit of light here and there. It would be really nice to have some candles around, but open flames around my cats are a no-go and way too risky for my taste.

Picture via pxhere

Are you ready for the weekend now?
As part of the reboot, we will be featuring a different blog every week.
How about stopping by and saying hello? Let them know we sent you.

This week, our spotlight is on Living Outside the Stacks.

Danael says "I'm the blogger and photographer behind Living Outside the Stacks. ... I have been addicted to clothes and coffee since I was a kid. My unique fashion style is heavily influenced by my childhood in Italy. ... I've been a librarian for over twenty years. ... A little over a decade ago, The Hubs bought me my first camera and I've been chasing light ever since. ... My faith is important to me and is reflected in everything I do."

Marsha from Marsha in the Middle started blogging in 2021 as an exercise in increasing her neuroplasticity. Oh, who are we kidding? Marsha started blogging because she loves clothes, and she loves to talk or, in this case, write!

Melynda from Scratch Made Food! & DIY Homemade Household - The name says it all, we homestead in East Texas, with three generations sharing this land. I cook and bake from scratch, between gardening and running after the chickens, and knitting!

Lisa from Boondock Ramblings shares about the fiction she writes and reads, her faith, homeschooling, photography and more.

Cat from Cat's Wire has what she calls a jumping spider brain. She has many interests and will blog about whatever catches her attention - crafts, books, old movies, collectibles or random things.

Rena from Fine Whatever Blog writes about style, midlife, and the "fine whatever" moments that make life both meaningful and fun. Since 2015, she's been celebrating creativity, confidence, and finding joy in the everyday.


Here are some of my picks from last week's link up.

Do you love Monet? Read what Joanne shares about her immersive Monet experience!

Angie tells us how to fall in love with the dark romance style.

As a librarian, I'm legally bound to feature the post by Lisa about a brave librarian - in "The Mummy"! She and Erin have a Comfy, Cozy Cinema event going on for the season.
(Also check out Erin's post!)

Amy's winter squash mac and cheese, now does that sound yummy or what?



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Silent movies - A House Divided

Welcome to another short, a film directed and produced by Alice Guy-Blaché, one of the first film directors in the world (please, even if you are not interested in silent movies per se, not even in film history, but in the impact women made - often forgotten or even denied later - have a look at my blog post about her because she's one of those examples.
She made this short in 1913 under the banner of her own studio called Solax.
It's called "A House Divided".

The plot is told quickly (spoiler alert!).
Gerald and Diana are both very jealous. When they suspect the other to have been unfaithful - simply because Gerald got splashed with a bit of perfume by a salesman and because Diana has a pair of gloves lying around that a workman left behind -, their lawyer advises them to stay together, but without speaking to each other, so they start writing each other notes.
During a dinner party, they hear strange noises and Gerald goes to investigate. It turns out to be the maid who had forgotten her key and entered through the basement window.
The couple breaks into laughter and then explains to each other how it came to the misunderstanding about the perfume and gloves. Their lawyer who's a family friend and guest at the party is shocked to see them hugging and reminds them of the agreement, but Gerald tears up the document.

The first thing people usually say when I mention watching silent movies is that they would never make it through one. Fair enough, I hadn't expected myself that I would not only be able to watch a silent movie every week, but also enjoy it so much.
The second thing they point out is the overacting. I used to think the same, but so far there has not been as much overacting in the movies I watched as anticipated.
This short, however ... it's a comedy which allows for things to be over the top, but the gum-chewing secretary (I have a problem with watching people chewing gum) and her mannerisms, for example the way she kept putting her hands on her hips, were a bit much for me.

I just want to be done here and go home. Men, honestly.

What I really couldn't understand, though, was why Guy-Blaché who hung up the sign "Be natural" for her cast let Gerald get through with whatever this is. Even for 1913 that was too much and he reminded me a bit of a fish at times.

You think he's singing along to the piano? Wrong.
That's how Gerald talks, heaven knows why.

According to Fritzi Kramer's blog, trial separations were dominating newspapers at the time as a modern way to avoid divorce.
I know of divorced couples still living in the same house, but on different floors. Good for them if they can make it work. Living in one place and exchanging notes, however, sounds very awkward even after a mere row, but as a trial separation it sounds like a terrible idea if you can't avoid running into each other. Not that there was any doubt that the one here wouldn't be lasting very long 😉
From her smile when Diana showed her the notes, it looked to me as Mother would have agreed with me. Actually, Mother was my favorite character. She clearly didn't take the separation seriously.

Oh, you young people ....

I thought the plot was interesting and the film was fun, but it could have been better with a little less overacting. Still worth investing the 13 minutes!

Source:

Fritzi Kramer: A House Divided (1913) - A Silent Film Review. On: Movies Silently, February 15, 2019

Rainy days

"But we love the sun. We want to wear sandals and nice dresses."

1. I'm not a fan of some people in the medical profession still using "we" if they really mean me. It's not as rampant anymore, but you still hear it and it annoys me. Sometimes if I'm not in a nice mood, I will for example ask if "we" means that I also get to draw their blood.
If one of them then goes as far as using "we" meaning themselves and telling me that "we" love the sun when I'm very obviously suffering - that particular conversation took place during an extremely hot summer day, my head was about to explode and I felt like falling over any minute - it's very hard for me not to snap at them. I have always struggled with heat.
There is no categorical "we" for taste or feelings, no "everyone" or "no one", no "always" or "never".

I still remember that so well, it was the long
awaited relief on a very hot August day.

2. I don't love the sun. I'm very much a child of the shadows and of rain and always have been (and have mentioned it more than once on this blog, sorry).

Today (meaning the day I'm writing this) is a very grey and rainy and darkish day and I absolutely love it, not just because I'm inside and cozy under a blanket with two sleeping cats to keep me company.
There is a neologism for that now ... pluviophile, "someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days".
Although there seem to be more people now who are ready to admit that they are pluviophiles, there are a lot of people who don't seem to be able to accept that. They don't understand how anyone can be happy on a grey day and I've ben told more than once that it's impossible (just as it's obviously impossible to feel good about it getting dark earlier and hating DST).
Isn't it funny how someone else knows so much better how I feel than I do myself? 😶

Please forgive me if you've heard the following story before - because I sure like to tell it - or just skip it.
The first time I noticed loving rain was in school. I know it was in first or second grade because of the ground floor classroom we were in, so I was 5 or 6.
It was in summer and suddenly it got really dark because of a thunderstorm, but I didn't get scared at all. Instead it felt incredibly cozy, the dark classroom, the thunder, and the wonderful sound of rain.

Now you may argue it's easy to like rain if you don't have to be in it. Let's say it's easiER. I don't mind walking in rain and people are usually more shocked about my getting wet than I'm myself. I don't use umbrellas because I'm notorious in forgetting them and also I don't like holding them (as mentioned before). It has been a long time argument with the family who thinks I'm just being stubborn (which is true, but doesn't have anything to do with this).
But yes, of course it's still nicer to sit somewhere or hang out on my bed and listen to rain. There are so many sounds depending on how strong it is and what surface it falls onto and all of them are lovely to me - if I can be sure it won't come through a ceiling (had one or the other flat roof experience, never in my own flat, though), turn into hail or cause flooding which is really scary, but then all natural disasters are.
Listening to rain calms me down, even puts me to sleep. I have a small noise machine which is always set on "rain". Keep your babbling brook (although that would be my second choice), your crackling campfire, your wind or even the singing birds (because that is very much a morning sound to me). Give me rain.

Picture via pxhere

Then there's the smell.
You might have heard of petrichor before, the "earthy scent produced when rain falls on dry soil", a term coined in 1964.
Some scientists believe that humans appreciate that scent because water has always been important for survival.
(Are you interested in "scents and sensibility"? No, that's not one of my bad puns, it's from a BBC article sparked by a TikTok debate about "who can smell it better, Americans or Europeans".)

Soil being hit by a raindrop (public domain on Wikipedia)

Rain changes smells. The first one coming to mind for me are wet dogs (no rain on my inside cats) which I don't really mind.
One that really stuck out, though, was the smell in the underground station from where I took the local train after work, but only directly after or during rain. It was slightly chemical, my guess is that the ties had probably been treated with something like creosote?
Actually, there is a bush called creosote bush which is said to smell like rain.
I have no idea if that's the answer, at any rate that smell wasn't unpleasant to me at all. Don't judge. I only waited there for one or two minutes tops and didn't sniff my way along the tracks.
There are two long stairways down to the station and the smell usually hit me coming round the corner to go down the second one and then got stronger, but not overwhelmingly so.
Weirdly enough, I don't remember it smelling quite the same when I came to work, but maybe that was because I had already been in the tunnel? I didn't notice it on the train, though, neither to work nor from work.
Anyhow, I always got a warm, fuzzy feeling although my head told me that this couldn't be healthy. I guess it symbolized that the day was over and I was on the way home.

I created more than one rain related item over the years, from polymer clay or beads for example. However, I was never really happy with them and ripped them all up again.
For this post, I had started to make another one, but when I had already come quite far with it, it just didn't look like my vision. I want to try a different approach eventually, but my crafting time has become limited and my list is so long!

So, what about you? Do you like rain?

My October books

Can you believe that October is already over now? Ready for a new list?
However, I'd like to say first that I'm not trying to show off here: "Oh look, how many books I read."
I have more time on my hands because of not being able to constantly craft anymore. I happen to be a fast reader. I don't get out of the house much. I have the real world - as in working and housework - and I have the book world which sometimes takes priority over the housework.
I don't think people who have other things to do and other places to be are slacking. It's not important how much we read, but how much joy we get from reading what we have the time for. After all, this isn't a competition.
To me personally it's just interesting to have an overview of what I have finished in a month (not necessarily started in the same month) and what I have read to the cats (marked with 😸)
I will be adding a short explanation why I chose a book and possibly if it's a re-read candidate, but I'm not going to add real reviews or ratings (the cats also refuse to give ratings 😉). Should you want a personal rating for a book you are interested in, though, just let me know.


1. "Lady Living Alone" by Norah Lofts (originally under the pen name Peter Curtis), first published in 1945 😸

After writing a bestseller, shy Penelope Shadow is able to buy her own house. Unfortunately, she can't stay in it by herself because of a phobia. When this forces her to check into a hotel one night because her housekeeper has left without warning, she meets a man 15 years younger than her who seems to be the perfect solution.
Terry becomes her housekeeper and after a while they get married. A good idea or maybe not so much?

Liz from Adventures in Reading, Running, and Working from Home has introduced me to the "British Library Women Writers" series. I read "The Woman in the Hall" in August and now this book (only afterwards I found she had also reviewed it).

2. "Polizei am Grab" = "Police at the Funeral" by Margery Allingham, first published in 1931
(Albert Campion 4)

Will Campion be able to help the bizarre Faraday family living together in an old estate in Cambridge? He's called in after one uncle has been killed mysteriously, but he won't remain the only one.

This is still part of my vintage crime project for which I keep getting books by Marsh and Allingham.

3. "Small Spaces" by Katherine Arden, first published in 2018
(Small Spaces Quartet 1) 

It's just a school trip to a farm, right?
Not if the owner of the farm has made a bargain with the supernatural.
Will Ollie be able to save the day together with her friends Brian and Coco?

The middle grade novel was a random find at OverDrive and a good start into spooky October. It was a quick read. I just wish I had liked the protagonist more, so the jury is still out about reading the next two books (the fourth one is not available on OverDrive).

4. "Ein Leben für Barbie" = "Let's Call Her Barbie" by Renée Rosen, first published in 2025

The history of Ruth Handler and the Barbie doll, not in a biography, but in a novel without a claim to telling the 100 % true and complete story which has been told in different versions by people involved.

Someone mentioned the book in a Barbie group on Facebook I'm a member of and my library happened to have it.

5. "An Elderly Lady Is Up to No Good" by Helene Tursten, first published in 2018
(Elderly Lady series 1)

Maud may be 88, but if anyone inconveniences her in any way, she still takes matters in her own hands.
I wouldn't want to be her neighbor.

I read several of Tursten's novels about Inspector Irene Huss years ago and stumbled upon this book with six short stories about a murderous old lady on OverDrive.

6. "The Three Investigators in The Mystery of the Screaming Clock" by Robert Arthur, Jr. (the books were published attributed to Alfred Hitchcock), first published in 1968 😸
(The Three Investigators 9)

Uncle Titus has bought a box of stuff for the salvage yard, among it an electric clock. When Jupiter turns it on, the alarm sounds like a screaming woman.
Who would want a screaming clock and why? Is their a bigger mystery behind this?

I read this series a long time ago and am going through it again bit by bit after writing a blog post about it. This book is the ninth in the series.

7. "Crampton Hodnet" by Barbara Pym, first published in 1985

North Oxford in the 30s - a small community connected by afternoon teas, the church, gossip, and relationships of all kinds.
Pym wrote the book in 1940, but it was published posthumously after having been revised by her literary executor.

This is another book that has been published in the "British Library Women Writers" series (see 1.)

8. "The Bookshop on the Shore" by Jenny Colgan, first published in 2019
(Happy Ever After series 2)

Nina, the librarian turned bookseller, is pregnant and needs someone to help her with her mobile bookshop. Ramsay from the same village needs a nanny for his children. Zoe needs the money. Will she be the right person to help both of them and find a new life for herself and her son?

This is the second book in the Happy Ever After series following "The Bookshop on the Corner" which I read last month. Another quick and light read.

9. "Überstunden für den Totengräber" = "More Work for the Undertaker" by Margery Allingham, first published in 1948
(Albert Campion 13)

An old friend who rents out rooms to the members of the eccentric Palinode family is asking Campion for help after two of the Palinodes have died under mysterious circumstances.
Things get only more mysterious and puzzling from here on.

This is still part of my vintage crime project for which I keep getting books by Marsh and Allingham.

10. "The Kingdom of Carbonel" by Barbara Sleigh, first published in 1959 😸
(Carbonel 2)

Carbonel, King of the Fallowhithe cats, and his royal brothers have been summoned to appear before the Great Cat. Queen Blandamour will rule during his absence, but as they don't trust some of the other Queens, especially the ambitious Grisana from the nearest town, Carbonel asks Rosemary and her friend John to take care of his kittens, Calidor and Pergamond.
Promptly, the kittens get abducted by the witch Mrs. Cantrip and that's just one of the adventures that awaits the friends!

This is the second book in the Carbonel series whose first one was recommended by book blogger Nicole from Momlit.
Unfortunately, I think the book gave dem Dekan ideas as he considers himself to be quite royal, too. Also I have to admit that I teared up a little at one point.

11. "Stranded" by Sarah Goodwin, first published in 2021

A social experiment ... eight strangers living on a Scottish island for one year as if the world has ended.

This was a random find at OverDrive.
I don't deal well with the idea of strange people in a confined place (in the sense of "we can't get out of here") and it looks to me as if Goodwin's other books have the same theme. One was enough for me.

12. "Privatdetektiv Tiegelmann im Warenhaus" = "Tam Sventon and Discovery P3X" by Åke Holmberg, first published in 1968 😸

Stockholm based private detective Teffan Tiegelmann has to solve two cases this time, but maybe they are connected?
The victims are brothers, one the director of a department store which gets burgled three times, the other a Nobel Prize winning professor whose groundbreaking invention P3X has been stolen.

I got the book to complete my "Privatdetektiv Tiegelmann" children's book series about which I wrote here.

13. "Douglas Fairbanks: The Fourth Musketeer" by Ralph Hancock and Letitia Fairbanks, first published in 1953

This biography about Douglas Fairbanks, the "King of Hollywood", was co-written by his niece Letitia. It's full of anecdotes which made it very easy and often amusing to read, but of course you can tell it was written in the 50s. I will probably read another one eventually, this was just the first one I saw.

You could say this is part of my personal silent movie project.

14. "Privatdetektiv Tiegelmann in Venedig" by Åke Holmberg, first published in 1973

Teffan Tiegelmann is called to Venice where a gang steals artwork from palaces, among them that of Marchese Pronto. The Marchese is afraid that his niece's fiancé is the "spider" creeping up walls to break into palaces because he saw the burglar wearing the same colorful pants as Floriano.

I got the book to complete my "Privatdetektiv Tiegelmann" children's book series about which I wrote here.

15. "The bookshop, the draper, the candlestick maker" by Annie Gray, first published in 2024

Food historian Dr. Annie Gray tells the history of the British high street - "the main street of a town, especially as the traditional site for most shops, banks, and other businesses" (according to "Oxford Languages").
Gray takes us along from the markets in the late Middle Ages to 1965, in stories, anecdotes, citations from old newspapers and travel reports, with a lot of details and never boring.

I first learned about Annie Gray through the videos of "The Victorian Way" with Kathy Hipperson as the cook Mrs Crocombe and Annie Gray as Mary-Ann, her helper.  This is the third of her books I read - I also attended an online presentation of the book - and a fourth has just arrived.

16. "So Late in the Day" by Claire Keegan, first published in 2023

On the way home from work, Cathal is reminded of Sabine and is thinking about their relationship and why it ended the way it did.

A short story collection by Keegan has been the latest entry on OverDrive and while I'm on the waitlist, I'm checking out her other short stories on there. This is the first one.

17. "Foster" by Claire Keegan, first published in 2010

During a hot Irish summer in the 1980s, a little girl is taken to the farm of relatives. In the home of the childless couple - we later learn they have lost their son - the girl experiences the affection that she hasn't known in her big family yet. Then the moment comes when she has to go back.

A short story collection by Keegan has been the latest entry on OverDrive and while I'm on the waitlist, I'm checking out her other short stories on there. This is the second one.

18. "Ein unverhofftes Geständnis" = "Unnatural Causes" by P.D. James, first published in 1967
(Adam Dalgliesh 3)

Detective Superintendent Dalgliesh is glad to spend a few days off work on the coast as his aunt's guest, but a dinghy with the handless body of crime writer Maurice Seton in it disturbs the peace of the little rural community.

My neighbor was shocked to hear that I never read a book by P.D. James (as far as I can remember) and lent me two of hers.


DNF:

1. "Sometimes I Lie" by Alice Feeney, first published in 2017

"1. I'm in a coma.
2. My husband doesn't love me anymore.
3. Sometimes I lie."
Amber, a radio presenter, is treated badly by everyone. Her co-presenter wants to get her fired. To her parents she became invisible after her sister was born. Also, does her husband have an affair with her sister and did he have to do with her accident?

Honestly? After a third of the book, I didn't care anymore about any of it. I didn't like Amber, her colleague, her parents, her sister or her husband. I didn't care for the time jumps back and forth. I'm no fan of an unreliable narrator if it gets too much, even less after I peeked at the ending (after deciding to DNF).