Fashions fade, but death is eternal in Deadly Threads--Agatha finalist Jane K. Cleland's irresistible new blend of vintage and vengeance.
Josie Prescott has begun hosting classes at her antiques and appraisals shop, nestled in the cozy little coastal town of Rocky Point, New Hampshire. The next class is on building a great vintage clothing collection. But when guest lecturer Riley Jordan is late, Josie begins class by reaching under a display table for a dazzling pair of Chanel heels. But instead of the heels, she finds Riley, dead. When it looks as if one of Josie's employees may be involved in the murder, she teams up with the local police chief to investigate, one clue, and one fabulous vintage accessory, at a time.
In addition, Jane presents a free monthly webinar series on the craft of writing as well as the Mystery Mastermind series—her small-group virtual writing workshops. She is also a Contributing Editor for Writer’s Digest Magazine, chairs the Wolfe Pack’s Black Orchid Novella Award, in partnership with AHMM, and is the Vice President of the Florida chapter of Mystery Writers of America.
Jane has an MFA (in professional and creative writing) and an MBA (in marketing and management). Jane is a lecturer at Lehman College where she is also the director of the Program for Professional Communications, and a frequent workshop facilitator and guest author at writing conferences and university programs.
I've been into reading fluff lately and this cozy mystery certainly qualifies. Maybe it's time for me to try something a little more substantial again.
This book was okay, but that's really about the most I can say for it. It is told in the voice of Josie Prescott, the antique store owner and antiques appraiser who just can't seem to stop tripping over bodies. The problem is that, for me at least, her voice is just not very interesting. The dialogue is wooden and unbelievable and the characters are mostly just ciphers. None of the relationships seemed real to me.
Yep, definitely time for some meat and potatoes. Enough fluff already!
I am done with this series. The author is doing cut & paste from one story to another. The events in every story are the same. You can predict just when Wes will call and say "not over the phone, we have to meet"
Naturally Josie knows the person who's murdered and with her ability to talk to people, and her connection with Wes, she's good at sussing out clues. I know this is a Josie Prescott mystery, but if I were her friend I'd take a cautious step back....people she knows drop like flies or get hurt throughout the series! LOL!!
This novel is a typical woman-with-an-interesting-career-stumbles-on-a-dead -body cozy. Too many characters and too much irrelevant detail. A real sleeper.
Book Summary—Josie Prescott’s back in the murder business, though her company specializes in antiques. This time, the murder of Josie Prescott’s good friend and fellow vintage-clothing shopper/aficionado, Riley Jordan, wife of New Hampshire’s famous Blue Dolphin restaurant, Bobby Jordan, happens under Josie’s own nose (almost literally) on Prescott’s property. But who could want the fashionable and charitable Riley Jordan dead? The woman was shy of press, cherished her privacy. Certainly not her rumored-to-be two-timing husband, Bobby. Certainly not one of her good friends, Becka or Kenna, each who has a close relationship with Bobby. Or could it be one of Bobby’s noted lovers: Ruby, the Hollywood actress, or Tamara, a New York waitress? Maybe her accountant—after all, Ruby had lots of money and it seems to have been transferred to an offshore account.
It seems as if the possibilities are endless, which doesn’t help Josie narrow down the guilty party. In fact, the list seems only to grow. But it becomes very, very personal when Josie’s beloved employee, Gretchen, is set upon by the killer because she’s seen too much.
With the tenacious reporter, Wes’s, help, Josie must find the killer before the killer disposes of Gretchen and learns that Josie, too, knows more than she should.
My Review—I have a spoiler below, but, for now, I’ll just say that I liked the story. As far as I’m concerned, you can never go wrong with fashion and accessories as your background. Hats, shoes, purses, jewelry—CLOTHES! Be still my beating heart.
Also, Jane Cleland adds a cat into the story, a Maine coon (also on the front cover of my copy). What a beautiful cat! It was a welcome addition for me because, recently (within the last couple years), I’ve wanted a Maine coon (along with my Siamese, Javanese, Snowshoes, Oriental, Bengal…). So it was a treat to read about a cat I pray I can one day (soon?) acquire as a family member.
I do, however, have a couple complaints. One, I truly don’t get Josie. Let me add a couple excerpts from the book and then explain:
“ ‘Excuse me,’ I said and ran upstairs to take the call in private. I was relieved I did. Ty [her boyfriend] had called to tell me he loved me, and I was glad to be able to tell him how much I loved him without feeling everyone’s eyes on me” (115).
“I glanced up and saw that Ellis [the town’s sheriff] was watching me, and I felt myself blush. I wanted to tell Ty that I loved him, but instead I said, ‘Great. I’ve got to go’ ” (132).
Now here’s my problem: The woman’s practically living with Ty, and, I assume, everyone knows (or believes) they’re sexually active—and she can’t say I love you to him around her employees and Ellis, who, besides being the sheriff, also happens to be one-quarter of a double date between Josie, Ty, and Josie’s best friend, Zoë. How in the world can you share your body with the man and not your heart because others are around? If they were married, would she still have a hard time saying I love you to him around others?
It seems odd to me. If she doesn’t want to look unprofessional at work, should she take his call at all? Shouldn’t she tell him she’d prefer it if he didn’t call the main line for personal calls because she doesn’t want to look unprofessional in front of her employees or encourage their taking personal calls while at work? But he DID call the main line, so she obviously doesn’t care, so I don’t see what the big wahoo is telling your boyfriend/lover (whom everyone must already know IS your lover) that you LOVE him. And Ellis is dating one of your best friends—of course, he knows you and Ty are lovers, so what’s the big deal? Am I missing something? She and Ty have been dating for a long time, so it isn’t as if she’s new to him and unsure of his returning the words. Is there something embarrassing or shameful in telling the man you love that you love him when you’re around others? It seems so juvenile to me, her reaction/relationship. The man even lets you keep your pink fuzzy slippers in his home—right in the entryway, under the console right by the door! And you can’t say three words? Pink fuzzy slippers! In a man’s home! And you’re EMBARRASSED to say I love you? Really? The guy lets you keep PINK FUZZY SLIPPERS out in the open of HIS home and YOU’RE embarrassed? Not he—no, he’s not ashamed to have PINK FUZZY SLIPPERS right there, announcing to all the world that you’re his woman. A manly man, Josie, with your PINK FUZZY SLIPPERS. What a great guy. Yet you’re embarrassed to say three words of affection around others. Wow. What a strange female and equally strange relationship. You’ll accept is penis in private but not acknowledge your love in public? Odd. Very odd.
Second complaint. “ ‘…and fashion is all about trends, right? I bet they’ll come back in style before too long’ ” (165). Uh…no. I happen to’ve been studying fashion (and interior design) since I was, oh, three or so. I have a degree in fashion design and merchandising (plus one in interior design). Let me just say that I don’t care AT ALL for what passes for “fashion” today, which I’ve “FADshion” because that’s all it is: fads turned into fashion. I grew up studying the greats of Old Hollywood: Edith Head, Adrian, Irene, Orry-Kelly, Dolly Tree. Also Dior, Chanel, Mainbocher, Worth, etc. True greats. The junk today would make them cry. In fact, Edith Head said something near it in one of her books. So, I disagree with Josie Prescott here. Fashion is NOT all about trends. That is a fad. Fads change. Trends change. That’s what makes them trends—their variability. However, FASHION is timeless. It doesn’t change. The basic black dress, the pearl strand, the trench coat—these sorts of things are timeless; they can go from one generation to the next. A girl’s great-grandmother’s or grandmother’s basic black dress can still be chic today. Sure, the silhouette may’ve changed, but a girl could still wear, say, Edwardian day wear (with some alteration in length, for instance) and still look chic, stylish. And that is what fashion is: style. Always being presentable, harmonious with your environment no matter what you do or where you are. Fashionable/stylishness is looking good at the ball park, on a yacht, at a PTA meeting, in the boardroom, on a dance floor, at the altar, or in bed—not underdressed (except, of course, in the bedroom ) or overdressed.
Oh, but I have praise. I don’t know if it’s Jane Cleland’s or her editor’s (editress’s) doing, but the grammar and punctuation in this story was really good. So much of what I read today has wretched grammar/punctuation, but there were few mistakes (and some of the “mistakes” were made in characters’ speeches, meaning that certain characters may not have the best grammar). The occasional “that” when it should be “who” or “whom.” (English lesson 101: A person is NEVER a “that!”) The same goes for “me” when it should’ve been “I.” (English lesion 201: If the subject is “it,” then you ALWAYS use the direct object/personal pronoun “I” or “he” or “she” or “we” or “they.” In other words, you would say “It is I” and not “It is me.” Or you’d say “It was he on the boat” and not “It was him on the boat.” Or to answer this question “Who was it in the dressing room?” you’d say, “It was she” or simply “She” and not “It was her” or “Her.”) I hope that makes sense. If not, never mind. Let me just say, this story makes few mistakes that I read.
(Spoiler alert!) This is all about the killer, so don’t read on if you don’t want to know who “it” is.
From the moment she was introduced on page five, I just knew—or, let me say, suspected that Ava Marlow would be “it.” From the moment Ava and Riley Jordan meet or interact or have their first scene together (can’t remember which is first), I knew for certain then that Ava would be Bobby’s secret lover and also the murderess. And she was both! I don’t know HOW I knew—just sensed she would be the guilty one in the end. It had partly to do with Ava’s being Josie’s new part-time hire and also worked at the Blue Dolphin and liked fashion (why this had anything to do with it, I don’t know—it was just another clue for me). Whatever Josie says about Ava on page five led me to peg Ava as “it.” But I admit I began to wonder if Jane Cleland was going to take the ending elsewhere and make Kenna the guilty party, but I never wavered from my belief that Ava was the one. As the story unfolded, my belief kept being reaffirmed by little clues, such as she was into fashion (again, not sure why this was a clue for me, but it was), was new to Josie, worked at the Blue Dolphin, had a silver car, was always around when things went missing, always had a perfect opportunity to be the “doeress” of the various crimes committed throughout the story, and was never on anyone’s suspect list. In the scene where Riley meets or just sees Ava—she’s not described, I don’t think, as having “seen Ava,” but Ava’s in the room when Riley’s attitude sort of changes. I don’t know—I just knew.
Still, it was a good story, though I don’t really see how Josie doesn’t see Ava’s guilt. She doesn’t really know the girl from Eve. It’s as if Josie doesn’t see her as a possible suspect simply because she, Josie Prescott, hired her—and, of course, Josie’s incapable of making a mistake in her choice of employees.
Josie's friend, Riley, collects vintage clothing. Together, at Prescott's Antiques, they are going to give a workshop on collecting handbags and shoes. When Riley doesn't show up, Josie starts anyway. Going under the presentation table to get an easel, Josie discovers Riley's body. Great whodunit, with a lot of suspects with valid reasons to get rid of Riley.
What's great about this series, is that besides the mystery, you learn about the antiques trade, and whatever type of item is featured in the story!
I have enjoyed the Josie Prescott Antiques Mystery Series immensely and "Deadly Threads is no exception. Jane Cleland is now focusing her books on very specific areas of antiques, thus time on antique clothing. I learn a bit more about the antique world with each book. Her characters are likeable which I find necessary in a cozy mystery. All in all, Josie Prescott books are pleasant and intriguing reads.
new series for me, and I quite liked it, lots of interesting stuff about vintage fashion and I found myself looking up some of the designers mentioned. Bit of an issue keeping all Josie's staff straight, couldn't always remember who was who. Was surprised at how much info was exchanged between Josie and the reporter and while she "investigated" she wasn't over the top or stupid about it and kept the police informed. Overall a pretty enjoyable book.
First of this series I've read. It was okay. A reasonable sense of place, but the character development was pretty poor. It was interesting to learn a little about what it might be like to run an antiques business, but other than the vintage clothing featured in this particular book, there wasn't much about antiques.
I had not read any of the previous novels in Cleland's Prescott series before. It was perfectly serviceable as a cozy mystery but not very out of the ordinary. I did enjoy learning a bit about the antique business but the characters seemed fairly one dimensional and the plot dragged at times. I also felt like the heroine's boyfriend was a prop.
Josie Prescott and her friend, Riley, are conducting lectures on vintage clothing, yet at the first lecture, Riley becomes the victim of murder. Josie helps as alway along with Wes, the journalist. Everything hinges on a pearl shaped rose from a sorority. As usual the guessing of suspects continues in the very conclusion. Cleland is a master at keeping readers guessing.
I really enjoyed this book even though it was easy to guess who the murderer was from the beginning. All the discussion of vintage fashion was fascinating. The characters are very likeable. I plan to read all the books in the series.
I agree with others- a lot of cut and paste. And poor Gretchen yet again. I have zero sense of what Josie the main is about. Is she 30 or 80? Antique stuff is interesting. But no character development. Done with series.
A good enough example of the genre. I did not care for the narrator’s inflections or her voice. Superficial. But I use audiobooks for exercise, and this did the job I’m helping me through long walks.
A good early Josie Prescott mystery. It was fun to see the characters at an earlier stage. But, I guessed the murderer pretty early, just by the way Cleland described her. It made that person seem suspicious to me.
I enjoy this series. I like the history and methods of the antique business. I like the characters, they are just a little quirky. And it's a cozy read. Not complicated, but enjoyable to read.
It was a fun book to listen to on my commute, but I found some of the dialog a bit trite and non realistic. I did enjoy the fashion industry details though!
A terrific "who done it" is one that I don't figure out. The Josie Prescott mysteries qualify. The fact that they are also 'cozies' is icing on the cake.