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"Carole Nelson Douglas has taken anthropomorphism to elegant heights." —Publishers Weekly
"The indefatigable Midnight Louie series never seems to run out of steam."—Booklist on Cat In A Hot Pink Pursuit
"Douglas just keeps getting better at juggling mystery, humor, and romance."—Publishers Weekly (starred review) on Cat In a Midnight Choir
"...an outstanding puzzler chock-full of scintillating wit and clever sleuthing."—Romantic Times BookClub on Cat In a Golden Garland
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Swept Off Her Feet
Temple Barr woke up at 10:30 a.m. in her own bed, which was hardly unusual, and supposed that there wasn't a woman in America who didn't ache for one of those Scarlett O'Hara moments.
Maybe it was Scarlett swearing to heaven that she'd never have to choke down another raw turnip (or broccoli or cauliflower floret...or diet book) again.
Maybe it was the spunky freshman Scarlett, telling that blind-stupid Ashley Wilkes right out that he ought to be dating her instead of some wimpy prom queen from the next plantation down along the Sewanee.
Maybe it was Scarlett cornered on the stairs of Tara shooting an attacking Yankee soldier dead.
Or Scarlett in any of the dazzling fashion-show gowns in which she schemed, fought, and flounced her way through the Civil War and its aftermath...especially the gutsy gown made from green velvet drapes she wore to convince a jailed Rhett Butler that she wasn't down and out when she was.
But the most perfect Scarlett moment of all involved the crimson velvet dressing gown she wore as Rhett carried her upstairs when he'd had it with her fickle, bewitching, bitching Scarlett ways.
Feminists long removed from the 1930s debut of Margaret Mitchell's Gone with the Wind choked on their turnips over that scene, which to modern sensibilities plays like date rape---or, inthat case, wife rape.
But no matter how a woman might land on the swept-upstairs-scene issue, she couldn't fault the famous morning-after scene.
What a wake-up call! That was when Vivien Leigh's Scarlet awoke in a cat-contented camera close-up. When her eyes recalled the-night-before-the-morning-after with the devilish satisfaction of a distinctly un-downtrodden Southern belle indeed....
Temple awoke this day to one of those classic dawning moments. It made her world take an unexpected lurch toward a totally different axis than it had previously been twirling around like a ballerina in a well-known routine.
Oh. Right. Yes. Oh. My. Oh. Dear. Oh!
Because all morning-afters have their down as well as their up sides, and Temple was starting to see that. It didn't help that Midnight Louie, all fully furred twenty pounds of him, was sitting on her chest like a guilty conscience, staring at her with unblinking feline-green eyes.
His mesmerizing eyes and shiny black hair reminded her that she was betrothed (as much as you could be in a modern world) to raven-haired Max Kinsella, a magician on hiatus. Louie's watchful presence also reminded her that Louie had been on patrol in the apartment early this morning when she'd returned from her supposedly bland dinner date with neighbor Matt Devine, during which certain overly neighborly things had occurred and mention had been made of the M-word: marriage.
Louie knew. Somehow.
And that gloriously green stare said that he understood every miserable nuance of her now hopelessly complicated love life. And that he did not approve.
Neither, she knew, would Max.
Copyright 2006 by Carole Nelson Douglas
Excerpted from Cat in a Quicksilver Caper
by Douglas, Carole Nelson
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Posted December 2, 2012
This book is awesome but as always I cannot wait for the next one! Midnight Louie, Las Vegas glitz and mysterious happenings make for great entertainment.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
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Posted April 28, 2012
Midnight Louie is usualy looking out for his roommate and Little Doll, Temple Barr. But, this time he is taking care of Temple's new love, Matt Devine. Matt has gotten into a sticky mess by no fault of his own, at Aldo's bachelor's party. Pick it up today.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
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Posted July 23, 2006
This is the latest chapter in the author's ambitious Midnight Louie uber-novel, which began with 'Catnap'. Public-relations specialist and amateur detective Temple Barr continues to navigate the minefield of her emotional life (and occasionally stepping on a mine!) while investigating mysteries that threaten her loved ones or her PR clients. In this edition Temple tangles with members of the Russian mob while absent beau Max pursues a mysterious cabal of possibly-deadly magicians. The series continues to absorb my attention with the characters' various entanglements and their all-too human emotional crack-ups enriching the story.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted December 9, 2008
Midnight Louie wants his human pet Vegas public relations specialist Temple Barr¿s two lovers, former magician turned something Max Kinsella and former priest turned radio host Matt Devine, to limit their stay in his home especially his bed. It is bad enough she has two duds and one stud in her life, Louie wonders how a flaming fireball redhead became a bleached blonde though he appreciate that Temple has stayed out of trouble enabling Louie to investigate female felines. --- However, Louie should have known better as trouble is defined as Temple. She prepares the publicity for the White Russian Czarist art exhibition at the New Millennium Hotel however, nothing goes smooth as the pre-show publicity is not about the art, but instead a puzzling death. The publicity fails to improve when a deadly accident occurs during the opening. Besides the deaths that look suspicious to Louie, someone steals the prime exhibit item, the priceless Czar Alexander¿s scepter. Louie searches for the scepter and a killer as he believes the accident was a homicide while Matt proposes to Temple and LVPD Detective Carmen Molina claims Max is stalking her. All is normal even with evil Synth magicians plotting a nefarious sleight of the paw ¿ it is Louie¿s memoirs. --- Though he has gone through his second set of nine lives, Midnight Louie¿s latest cat-escapades are brisk fun as his companion lands them in several capers including bedroom visitors. The story line is fast-paced as Temple learns that blondes have more fun might be misleading with murder, theft, and the Synth to deal with. Fans of the series will appreciate Louie¿s usual on target asides re the foibles of humans and his efforts to keep Temple safe. CAT IN A QUICKSILVER CAPER is a purrfect Midnight Louie feline sleuth extraordinaire. --- Harriet KlausnerWas this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted June 2, 2011
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