Since I was six, Nancy Drew has been that big sister than I never had. I loved following her around as she solved all kinds of mysteries, and looking up to her like any girl would look up to a great role model. So I guess it's a little weird to realize that I'm now the older sister in this equation. It's a very different feeling reading a Nancy Drew mystery when you realize that now you're older than all the main characters, and you've yet to solve of mystery like Nancy. But still, there is something about me that doesn't want to let go of this unending series that helped raise me. With that in mind, I'm no longer reading these books like a little kid looking up to a big sister figure, but now I'm the adult looking at how unrealistic these books actually are, and I don't like feeling this way about a figure I looked up to for most of my life.
With that in mind, I am not the audience this book was written for. If I fit into that audience, I may have given this review a higher rating. But in any case, this was a pretty generic Nancy Drew mystery story. Nancy, Bess, and George are going on a weekend trip to Moon Lake (no Ghost Dogs this time) to spend their days hiking, boating, and relaxing. Um, yeah right. Nancy should know better than anyone that with her, that would never happen. Within minutes of arrival, Nancy becomes involved in a mystery involving a bookstore fire, a missing artifact, and a reclusive author of mystery books where very similar occurrences are happening within her pages. Nancy sees the similarity between the events in Avendale and the events in the mystery books right away. She uses this information to figure out who is behind these crimes, and saves the day in time for Hannah's apple pie with Bess and George.
I thought the story was okay, and I didn't guess the culprit right away, so I guess that's a plus. But really, I just didn't enjoy this mystery all that much. The characters weren't that memorable, and the ones that I was a little interested in learning more about, like Ian, the intern police officer is kind of forgotten half way though the book and never heard from again. I also felt the scene at the end of the book when the culprit was discovered was pretty dull. I was hoping it would be more interesting, but it really wasn't.
There probably was nothing wrong with this book, and ten years ago I would have most likely loved it. But it just wasn't all that memorable to me at this point in my life. But I can't talk much, since I still haven't done a quarter of what Nancy has done, and technically, she's four years younger than me. That's a bummer.