Hmmm? A small town newspaper reporter, the dauntless Henrietta, grapples to untangle a mystery involving no confirmed victim but various classic scenarios for murrr-derrr. * Love to hatred turned in a bitter divorce fight over who gets the "pots & pans." * Jealousy born of a lover's suspected intimate relationship with an "other" woman. * Hubris of body-parts snatchers following in the grisly footsteps of Dr. Frankenstein. * Lust for s-e-x; for gold; for the ephemeral stuff that dreams are made of; and for . . . * Revennnge: eye for eye, tooth for tooth, eyeteeth for eyeteeth, tit for tat, and so on. In this classic whodunnit-to-whom ---- or is it a mystery of the abiding classic love story? ---- author Simon Plaster, a fool perhaps, rushes headlong into literary noir where even angels fear to tread.
Simon Plaster is, by any definition of the term, a storyteller: both a writer of fiction and a fibber ---- or as some might say, a downright liar. Currently, he is looking for an equally undemanding but better paying line of work in or near Odessa, Texas, where he resides in the company of a deaf-and-dumb dog named Goat.
couldn't get through this book. probably a great book for some but i couldn't get past the all too frequent use of hmmm? and the excess letters, such as murrderrrr.