“The Tale Of Hawthorne House” is a drop from Susan Wittig Albert’s previous story, her absolute best. I regrettably note volume four as the worst, dismayed with style and content. Since book two, the author has opened with a refresher of characters and the town. I began to find it redundant but it is in this novel that I noticed how overdone it was. Susan panders to new buyers and the degree to which residents are rehashed is preposterous; ending with a plug “read about it in novel X”! She could spare superfluous pages by merely saying that! This persists in subsequent books, cumbersome to veteran sequential fans. I can’t bear any more about Bosworth Badger’s “badge of authority”, what the motto is, the record-keeping of two volumes, and what they contain. It’s no joke this whole spiel is launched every time the character appears; as with every secondary, tertiary, and beyond.
A disruptive habit developed. The author breaks the narrative to address the reader: “They should just kiss but these are the Victorian 1900s”…. It’s cute once but the vignettes pop up increasingly, stating the obvious. Incredulously, Susan glossed over a wedding we’d rather see! I feel she took liberties with a publishing contract.
Lastly I found the “Jemima Puddle Duck” premise terrible! I realize this is Beatrix Potter’s original story but any possible enjoyment soured. Susan established a world where animals are contributing, feeling members. It was awful to read how much Jemima wanted children but a farmer kept grabbing her eggs. Later, a group she hid were devoured by a fox. It’s horrific, the eggs murdered when she wanted nothing more than to be a mother; then getting labelled a failure! It doesn’t suit a series where animals are personified highly and I was disgusted.