Review – Deadly Dancing at the Seaview Hotel

“Stepping forward, stepping back, who cares, as long as you’re dancing together in the right direction.”

Well, I’m back at the Seaview Hotel for the fourth time. Breathing in the sea air, feeling the breeze on my face and tucking into one of the hotel’s award winning breakfasts (I wish). At this point in the ‘Helen Dexter’ series, it really does feel like catching up with old friends from the moment I turn the first page. As noted by one of the (many) eccentric guests, the Seaview itself feels so calming, and its landlady Helen feels so restful. That is, until one of the guests doesn’t return.

Of course, Scarborough’s (albeit fictional) police detectives are once again barking up the wrong tree when it comes to catching the killer, so it falls to Helen and her trusty greyhound Suki to catch the killer before they strike again. As if poor Helen didn’t have enough on her plate with running the Seaview, the insufferable Miriam lands unexpectedly with suitcases in hand, her closest confidante-come-chef Jean has her head turned by a complete scallywag and Helen’s own relationship with the lovely Jimmy reaches an uncomfortable, and most untimely, ultimatum. Can Helen solve the murder, and matters of her heart, before it’s too late?

“She’d come this far, and she was determined not to leave without discovering the truth.”

We’re four instalments into the Helen Dexter series now, so as I’ve said it does feel like catching up with old friends when Helen, Jean and Sally are all chatting away in the apartment of the Seaview. However, it’s a testament to Glenda Young’s fantastic writing and gripping plotlines that this instalment really had me questioning what I thought I knew about all of the main characters, even Helen herself. I found myself practically shouting at the pages at times, particularly as Helen and Jean navigated their respective matters of their hearts; which just shows the care and attention which Glenda Young pours into creating these characters who are so multi-layered that they can still surprise familiar readers when we’re four novels in. Without spoiling anything for those who are yet to read ‘Deadly Dancing’, if there is one thing I will take away from this book, it’s to never trust a man in Cuban heels.

As always, it wouldn’t be a stay at the Seaview Hotel without a gaggle of quirky guests. Just when I think I’ve seen it all at the Seaview, Glenda Young introduces a motley crew of ballroom dancers, all with their own individual rich personal histories, many of which threaten to spill over into the present day as they all prepare for a ballroom dancing competition in Scarborough. I will admit that I’m not a ‘Strictly’ fan, and know absolutely nothing about dancing, but as always these characters and their respective plotlines are so well-written, with such attention to detail that I found myself totally engrossed in the glittering world of ballroom dance, and all the drama it entails.

“Suddenly, everything began to make sense. It was as if a fog had lifted”.

We may be four books into this series, but once again the plot had me guessing until the very end, and I’m four for four with not being able to work out who the killer was. But, I will overlook this as it’s a sign of Glenda Young’s excellent writing that she, and her characters, are always one step ahead of the reader. Again, without wanting to spoil anything for those who are yet to read this book, the ending was everything I’d hoped for and more – all ends tied up, characters making the right steps on their individual journeys but, as always, just a tiny hint of intrigue at the end which has truly piqued my interest for book five, so I will definitely be checking into the Seaview again!

Review – Curtain Call at the Seaview Hotel

“The Seaview had weathered many storms, but she felt this one might be her trickiest yet.“

Rain pelting the windows, the toddler finally snoring beneath his cot blankets upstairs, candles flickering on the fireplace – surely nothing could make this moment any more cosy, I hear you say? Wrong. My sense of pure comfort more than doubled as I cracked the spine of ‘Curtain Call at the Seaview Hotel’, and checked in to my favourite beachside B&B. Although Glenda Young’s cosy crime series is definitely best enjoyed snuggled up by the fire on a rainy Autumn evening, I found both instalments so atmospheric that I really believe I could have read them in the Maldives (a girl can dream), and still felt the misty sea fret dampening my face and the aroma of fish and chips wafting up from the pages just as strongly.

I’m not usually much of a crime fiction lover, (it can be somewhat of a busman’s holiday for me) but since I always thoroughly enjoy Glenda’s historical sagas, I checked ‘Murder at the Seaview Hotel’ out of the library during a rare few days off work and was hooked straight away. I was so late to this party that I read the first instalment only weeks before ‘Curtain Call at the Seaview Hotel’ was released; which worked out great in the end as I got double the intrigue without the impatient waiting period between publications.

With characters as complex and mysterious as the plot, I’m not sure how I became so invested in their stories after only a couple of chapters; but that’s the caveat of Glenda Young’s gripping storytelling; just as I start to have the characters worked out, there’s another intriguing twist which has me suspicious of everyone and second guessing myself. So, my decision to try this series in an effort to fill some spare time on days off quickly spiralled into “surely it will be resolved in the next chapter, just a few more pages before bed” and the inevitable cycle of frustration and the unrelenting need to find out what happens next; more commonly known as ‘the binge read’.

As I’ve said, crime novels can be a bit of a busman’s holiday for me, but I’m almost embarrassed to admit that, in neither ‘Murder’ or ‘Curtain Call at the Seaview Hotel’ was I able to correctly guess the murderer. In fact, on both occasions I was completely flabbergasted as I’d formulated totally different theories as to where the plot was going to progress; which again is a testament to Glenda’s talent for creating plots which are even richer than Jean’s home made chocolate cakes. Being so well established in the saga genre, it was no doubt a nerve-racking move for Glenda Young to branch out into cosy crime but I’m delighted that she did. Both instalments were equally as gripping, with the second possibly even more so since the characters were, by then, more well established which allowed her to delve further into their personalities and back stories, forcing the reader to question everything we thought we knew about these now familiar faces.

As much as I’m desperate to check into the cosy Seaview to join Helen in her exploits, and of course to pet good old trusty Suki, I don’t know if I could handle the stress. With the amount of plot twists which emerge so subtly I hadn’t even the slightest anticipation before they were hitting me in the face, I can only imagine the anxiety Helen must feel dealing with these every day. Of course, with a location as atmospheric as the Seaview and friends as wonderful as Sally and Jean I can see why Helen soldiers on through it and, even speaking as a vegetarian, I can say with confidence that I would definitely risk a night or two under the same roof as a murderer if it came with the promise of one of Jean’s full English breakfasts…