Runway Reads

100% human written, straight-up honest reviews on books I've actually read.

  • John Brownlow, Assassin Eighteen

    John Brownlow, Assassin Eighteen

    Fate is a funny thing. Serendipity too. I’m not sure if either of these things have anything to do with how I came upon this book, or if it was just pure coincidence. But almost one year after reading the sensational 17: Last Man Standing on a trip to Asia, I was standing in Kinokuniya…

  • Jack Heath, Hunter

    Jack Heath, Hunter

    Timothy Blake gets himself a sequel with Hunter. This time he has ditched the law to work for the underworld leading to more of the same urgent mystery solving and more weirdness. Heath does a good job at making you want to like Blake. My only issue is, okay, he’s a cannibal, but why the…

  • Jack Heath, Hangman

    Jack Heath, Hangman

    Book 1 of 4. Follows Timothy Blake, genius cannibal working on the down low for the FBI when they have no-one else smart enough to solve the case. Clearly Blake is on some kind of spectrum with his incredible memory and the connections between facts and observations he makes. As much as Heath tries to…

  • Andy McNab, Shadow State

    Andy McNab, Shadow State

    So, funny story about this one. I picked this up at Kingsford Smith international departures for the exorbitant retail price it was. It starts off with Nathan Pike, a 39-year-old, somewhat lone wolf sort of character getting the crap kicked out of him while locked in a Cambodian jail. And there I was, a 39-year-old…

  • Gregg Hurwitz, Prodigal Son

    Gregg Hurwitz, Prodigal Son

    Book 6 in the Orphan X series sees Evan, an orphaned government assassin, not so orphaned after all. And he has a brother. Which was all a bit kitsch for me. Characters from Evan’s past depicted in former entries in the series conveniently reprise themselves to be more connected than previously known. Was this planned…

  • John Brownlow, 17: Last Man Standing

    John Brownlow, 17: Last Man Standing

    Wow! This book, like the character describes himself on the opening chapter, totally effing out there! I am biased. I love me an assassin novel. That and the bright yellow jacket cover (yellow is a happy colour!) and the fact that Brownlow is British (they just have a different wit to the Yanks) had me…

This is how it all started…

Normal Aussie bloke. Keen traveller with a penchant for beer, bands and airport thrillers.

Once a literature snob with a preference for erudite texts, especially those written in Australian or British English. One day I had an epiphany: Who has time for that all that stuffiness that goes nowhere anymore?

And so now I read almost exclusively for entertainment. Fantastical, at times outrageous, sometimes plain B-grade thriller novels, mainstream self-development, business coaching and the odd bit of travel writing. If it can be found on the shelves of your airport’s WH Smith, I’m probably into it.

RB

Book enthusiast and metal head.