Kittling: Books

  First Line: The alarm clock started ringing wildly .   When a Swedish television series begins filming in Vigàta, there is a frenzy of exc...

  First Line: They were sitting out on Livia's little balcony in Boccadasse in silence, enjoying the cool evening air .   Inspector Mont...

  First Line: At half past five that morning-- give or take a few minutes-- a fly that had long been glued to the windowpane as though dead ...

  First Line: The Thunderclap was so loud that not only did Montalbano suddenly wake up in terror, but he gave such a start that he nearly f...

  First Line: He found himself in a dense forest with Livia, having no idea how they got there .   When wealthy widower Cosimo Barletta is f...

  First of all, I just want to say Thank You to everyone for their response to last week's first post in this series, Celebrating Myster...

  First Line: He woke up at exactly six-thirty a.m., rested, fresh, and perfectly lucid .   A robbery at a local supermarket is a standard c...

First Line: Since the first light of dawn, the morning had shown itself to be erratic and whimsical . The weather is causing the irascible I...

The past few days have been a bit gloomy here at Casa Kittling, and I'm not talking about the weather. No, the sky is its usual brillian...

First Line: He'd already been sitting for at least two hours, naked as the day God created him, in a chair that looked dangerously li...

Since summer is my favorite season when September rolls around I'm always glad that I live in the Sonoran Desert. That way, I get an ...