Oh, this was *SO* frustrating. I really, really wanted to like this. I liked the Badlands books about the gay medium in Myrtle Beach and his cop boyfriend, so when I saw that the author was doing a connected book/series about a gay psychic antique dealer (who's an ex law enforcement type who stopped art frauds) and his ex-cop boyfriend, I would've been there anyway, but this is set in... Cape May, NJ.
One of my favorite places on earth. I grew up in central Jersey, and my family used to go down the shore to Avalon and Wildwood and Cape May every summer. I miss going there dreadfully since moving up to Massachusetts. My dad's family had owned a house in Cape May Point, so we're talking a generational connection here. I loved the way the author portrayed Myrtle Beach (a place I've never been), so when I read that this was in a place I already know and love? Instabuy.
Well, maybe I should've previewed.
I'm not sure the author has ever even been to Cape May. If she has, she sure doesn't know anything else about NJ.
Let's start with the ex-cop boyfriend. So, he used to spend summers with his aunt and uncle in Cape May, and now he's come to run their vacation rental house business. Okay, good so far. He's available to help them out because he's left the police force in... Newark. Weird, I said, wonder how he ended up in Newark? Apparently because he... grew up there. He's supposed to be mid-thirties, meaning he would have grown up there in the 90s. In what is described as a super Irish-Catholic family (they kicked him out for being gay). And... demographically, that's just off. Why would an Irish Catholic family still be living in Newark in the 90s? With children? It's such a strange choice that it should be part of their story; not white-flighting it out of Newark long before then is a deliberate thing. (Wikipedia says that in 1990 less than 17% of Newark's population was white non-Hispanic.) And why would one of his parents' siblings own a huge real estate business in Cape May, which takes a lot of money (if the family has money, why were they still in Newark) and makes NO geographical sense...
Because point 2, Cape May is a LONG way from Newark. It's the end of NJ, the end of the Parkway, all the way at the bottom, as far south as you can go without taking the ferry to Delaware. It is not historically tied to North Jersey (where NYC and Newark are) but to SOUTH Jersey (Camden/Philly). Yes, some of us from North Jersey would vacation there, but it wasn't really common -- people from North/Central Jersey generally go to LBI, Seaside, maybe Asbury Park; I only knew of one other person in my class whose family went all the way down to Cape May. Yes, Cape May was one of America's first resorts, but it was a resort for people escaping Philadelphia, not NYC. NJ has a huge divide between north and south, and that divide is echoed down the shore; when you say "the city" (as the book does several times), which city you're talking about changes from North to South (NYC to Philly). What it never, ever means is Newark. And yet, I think the author maybe thought it could? (What, because the airport is there? Because Cory Booker is nationally known?) It is not a destination (although the gentrification efforts have indeed had some [limited] success). It is not anyone's point of reference, even in North Jersey; in South Jersey, Newark would be hardly even thought of (you'd fly out of Philly!).
Now, I keep saying "north" and "south" (although obviously one must also go east to get to the shore), but what we really say when we're going to the shore is that we're going "DOWN." One both "goes down the shore" and "is down the shore." What you never, ever do (it's geographically impossible) is go "up" to the shore. And yet, the characters in this book, both the transplant and the native, repeatedly say they're going "up" to Cape May (including from Newark... and WILDWOOD. Which is NORTH along the ocean from Cape May???). Nails on a blackboard, that. Also, please note, it is the "Shore," not the "Coast" -- the title of that show was not random. Surely now everyone knows that?
Other petty cavils (I'm sorry, but they bugged me!): you don't eat lobster rolls down the shore; that's a New England food. (I'd never heard of one before moving here to MA, but they ate them TWICE in this book). PhD students do not generally hang out with people from other departments (like the MC had with Simon, the dude from the Badlands books), because PhD departments are so insular; and even if you did make friends outside your department (Folklore, Simon's field, is fairly interdisciplinary, so it's *conceivable* Erik took some sort of class on folkways or folk art, I suppose, in his art history program), you do NOT sit around and commiserate about your "bad grades" -- because if you've gotten a "bad grade" in a PhD program, you've got problems well beyond what your friends can sympathize with; a B is the equivalent of failing. Ben and Erik go to a restaurant at "the marina" -- which one??? There is no single marina that I am familiar with in Cape May (lots of small ones, though). They also go to a Greek restaurant somewhere in the historic district (in walking district from Erik's store) that serves... "diner style" food??? Yes, diners are owned by Greek people and often serve Greek food, but the whole point of diners is that they serve all kinds of food besides the Greek specialties (whereas they were only given a two page menu that apparently only had Greek food on it). Given that this book turned a lot on the history of mob involvement in Cape May, why was Atlantic City absent?
Finally, to conclude my jeremiad of pettiness: so Ben's cousin Sean lives in Wildwood. Fine. But the author does not seem to understand how *close* that is to Cape May. Yes, sure, there could be traffic or something (there can always be traffic in NJ, particularly down the shore), but in general, it is no big deal to go back and forth between Wildwood and Cape May. We certainly did when I was a kid. And yet Ben and Sean act like he's having to go back to... IDK, Newark or something. Sigh.
Mostly, what was missing was any mention of any actual Cape May things: where was the actual beach? Where was the boardwalk? Congress Hall? They did go to the lighthouse, but nothing about it felt specific (also, it doesn't have an actual lighthouse keeper and the park rangers interact with people all the time, that's their job?). All the food they ate, and yet no one had taffy? Or fudge? No boardwalk fries? No one looked for any Cape May Diamonds?
The actual story was fine. It wasn't much of a mystery, but it was fine, and I liked the characters enough. I just wanted *place*, and that, I didn't get.
[edit: Okay, just one more complaint: Ben's tattoo reads 'non tiembo mala' -- it should say 'non timebo mala'. Poor Ben, stuck with bad Latin FOREVER.]