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Death of a Sunday Writer: A Lucy Trimble Mystery by Eric Wright

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Wow. Two in a couple days that I just couldn't make myself finish.
I got to page 60-something, but I stopped when I began to skim the last few pages. I don't buy Lucy, too many inconsistencies, for my liking. A repressed, middle-aged woman with only one sexual relationship (and that with an abusive husband whom she has run away from) has her first "affair" and the very first time the guy leaves the lights on (the first time, ever, for her) and she's exhilarated. She is a mystery novel fanatic and librarian (she's read every mystery in the entire Kingston Library) and when her cousin dies, leaving her a P.I. firm, she just starts working a case. And she doesn't even seem to think about licenses. Uh-huh. I assume, at some point, it'll come up and she'll be surprised or confused or somesuch.

And her first client is, without question, some variation of stalker who is hiring her to do the stalking. It's obvious and the mystery novel expert has no clue.

Other issues, too, all in this first bit. No crime, though, in this mystery. Not yet. And I'm never going to find out if there will be one.
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