Over the last couple of years, I’ve had the opportunity to see TM Logan at different author events. I’ve even had the chance to speak with him on a couple of occasions. He’s very pleasant and friendly, traits at odds with the nature of his books.

By chance I stumbled across the fact that the launch for his latest book, The Dream Home, was taking place at Waterstones in Nottingham. As I live in the county, it seemed too good a chance to miss, so myself and my partner booked tickets to attend.

The event was on the fifth floor (it’s a big shop – well worth a visit) and, as we queued up to get in the room, someone in front clearly had an issue of some kind. Reading between the lines, it sounded as if she couldn’t stay to the end, but she’d pre-ordered a book and hoped to get the author to sign it. The staff member told her to go and have a word with him. By way of reassurance she added: “Just tell him. He’ll understand. He’s lovely.”

Not just my opinion then.

When the event was underway, we had around an hour of questions and answers, all interesting and entertaining. I even plucked up courage to ask a question myself – so maybe they weren’t all interesting…

My partner, in case you’re wondering – not me!

Anyway, I think it’s safe to say that a good time was had by all. When I say all, I couldn’t tell you exactly how many were there, but I’d conservatively estimate a couple of hundred. So it was a good turnout, and a high proportion of them wanted their books signing. Well, you would, wouldn’t you?

Inevitably, the process took a while and, because my partner can’t stand for prolonged periods of time, we waited until the queue had shrunk considerably – so we were among the last to see him. As before, he was amiable and – after a brief prompt about the nature of our conversation – did recall our previous encounter. That conversation was followed up on and then we made way for the remainder of the guests and headed back out into the streets of Nottingham.

I’m looking forward to reading The Dream Home, but I must confess it’s my partner whose already devoured nearly all of his books. Up to that point, I’d only read one – Lies – and that was shortly after it was released back in 2017. This hasn’t been a lack of interest. Especially after speaking to him the first time at an event in Cannock. Back then I’d determined that I must read some more. But that TBR pile doesn’t read itself.

Still, picking up on his answer to the question from the audience, “If I hadn’t read any of your books, which one would you recommend starting with?”, I got a copy of The Catch a couple of days afterwards and waited impatiently as I ploughed my way through the remains of the badly written book I’d already committed myself to.

For those who’ve read my recent post about losing my reading mojo, I persevered with that book because I was determined not to lose it again. Still, knowing The Catch was now waiting for me, I gained some impetus and, when I picked it up, the contrast was stark and immediate.

The front cover of The Dream Home promises that Logan is ‘Master of the up-all-night thriller and, from the opening page of The Catch, he delivers. No, I wasn’t up all night, but only because I was already exhausted when I started reading. Over the following few days, I took every opportunity to dip in and read a quick chapter – or two, sometimes three. I flew through it.

As ever, I’m not going to talk much about the plot. That’s for you to find out. If you’ve seen the TV series based on the book, though, you can pretty much forget most of that. The setting, the characters’ occupations and backgrounds, and even some of the key plot elements, are quite different. I’d been warned the adaptation didn’t reflect the book and, frankly, I was relieved. So many authors say they’d love to have their novels adapted for the screen, but it was a shame to see such a terrific novel lose so much in the transition.

Not many novels are set in Nottingham and, as it’s been on my doorstep for most of my life, it’s easy to forget that it has so many strong features. Certainly, the city and its suburbs provide a foundation for the events that occur. Its familiarity added an extra layer for me, though I’m sure I’d have enjoyed it anyway. But the familiarity extends to the characters’ lives too. They’re people just like you and me. No links to the police or the forces, no specialist training to help them out of tricky situations. That element of the ‘everyman’ is there from the first chapter, the situations mundane and yet, in this author’s hands, compelling.

All in all, it was just the kind of read I needed. It kept me intrigued, on the edge of my seat and thoroughly entertained. Inevitably, I’m looking forward to reading another of TM Logan’s books before too long. 29 Seconds is already sitting waiting on my Kindle. I doubt it’ll be waiting long.

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