Heat Wave by Richard Castle

This is mostly just a test, a test to see if I can still post to this blog. It has been forever and there really are no excuses. I wanted to blame my eyes and old age but apparently that isn’t completely the case. Or at least the eye part isn’t the problem, so says the optometrist. So I’m going to blame old age and the brain rotting power of television on my inability to finish books.


Coincidentally, the first book I’ve been able to finish in 2010 is based on the television show Castle. If you are not a fan, let me explain it a little to you. Richard Castle is an author who has used his connections to tag along with New York’s finest detectives as research for his new novel. Here he finds Detective Kate Beckett as his new muse. Each week we get a new weird murder and Castle uses his talents to help the police solve crime. So this brings us to the actual book. Turns out, if someone writes a fictional book based on a book that was fictionally created in a fictional universe…. I MUST HAVE IT. I must buy it, no matter how it makes me hate myself, just a little bit.

The book runs just like the show. Murder, suspect, suspect, interrogation, murder, evidence, suspect, alibis, forensics, action, suspense, etc. All the things you need for a Who-Done-It. Especially one that reads just like it was written as a script for the show except they changed the character names. There are a few things here that you don’t get on tv, like a sex scene and the relationship that seems to have a chance in hell of actually happening in my lifetime. But then, it wouldn’t be tv if they didn’t drag that out as long as possible.

Ultimately, it is the best example ever of a guilty pleasure. Don’t like admitting that I’d read a book like this but it was fun and don’t regret it. I suspect only fans of the show would appreciate the novelty of the book and forgive it for coming off a little over-the-top. Tell me if I’m wrong. Otherwise it was just fun and if you are a fan of the show, you will likely find it was worth the price of admission.

‘Til next time.