Please
welcome back Jeanne of the BPL…
I’m sure it’s not you. It’s me.
I’d never read any of the Little Library Mystery series when I picked you up, but I like
libraries and librarians and Jane Austen so I thought this one would be a slam
dunk. The jacket copy indicated that
Jenny Weston “amateur sleuth and little librarian” is drawn into a new mystery
after the body of a young girl is found near a highway and then another girl
disappears.
The book started off well enough, with the discovery
of said body, first thought to be the victim of a hit and run. She is identified as a girl who had been
reported missing several days earlier, but oddly enough she is dressed in an
old fashioned long white dress. The disappearance of another girl sets Jenny on
the trail. . . sort of. Actually, it’s
Zoe Zora, a local author famous for her incisive and witty commentary on noted
women authors, who takes center stage as far as I’m concerned while Jenny seems
to spend a lot of time moping about some broken relationship and trying to
avoid Tony who is obviously interested in her.
With the introduction of Fitzwilliam Dillon, rich
man who has just bought a house in the neighborhood, and his friends Charles
Bingman and Nathan and Delia Wickley, I was sure I’d be in for some Austen
fun. However, it turns out that Zora
finds Austen’s women characters to be spineless creatures only focused on finding
husbands. This was discouraging, but I
pressed onward. There’s some mirroring in a mother who is throwing her daughter
at the wealthy Darcy, er, Dillon—but he is only intrigued by the infuriating
Elizabeth, er, Zoe who is a little person like himself.
The mystery plot is well done, and the reader
quickly realizes that there are dark and deadly intentions here. Part of the story is narrated by Cammy, the
second kidnapped girl, who is trapped and cold, waiting for her unnamed
captor. This ratchets up the tension
nicely and gave me a break from morose Jenny and the townspeople bickering over
how to spend a proposed $2 million dollar gift that Dillon has promised the
town. I probably would have appreciated the plotting more if I hadn’t been
distracted by the Jane Austen trappings.
As I said, dear In Want of a Knife, it’s me
not you. I wanted a book that
appreciated Jane Austen while playing
fondly with the characters and I didn’t really find that here. There was a tongue in cheek comment at the
end when the women congratulated themselves on not being like Austen’s women
even as some of their more unpleasant behaviors indicate otherwise. That’s how
it seemed to me, anyway. But it’s not your fault that my expectations didn’t
align with what you are. Every book is
not for every reader.
Part of the problem might have been that I hadn’t
read any others in the series to be properly introduced to your
characters. I do seem to be gifted with
the ability to pick up exactly the wrong book in a series when I don’t read in
order (I sniffed at Nero Wolfe’s claim that he never left his brownstone when
in the first two books I read he was travelling; but I persevered and became
quite the fan) so perhaps that was it. I
just picked the wrong book in the series to start.
I will go back and read an earlier one but if you
are no kinder to dear Emily Dickinson than you were to Jane, I will conclude
you are not my cup of tea. And that’s
okay. Books I love have been met with
indifference from folks to whom I heartily recommended them and I haven’t been
enchanted with books recommended to me.
That’s the way it is, and the way it should be.
Sincerely,
Jeanne
Other books in the Little Library Mystery Series by Elizabeth Kane Buzzelli
Most Curious Murder
She Stopped for Death
In Want of a Knife
And Then They Were Doomed
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