This book was advertised as being a cross between Miss Marple and Murder She Wrote. Well, our genteel Jessica Fletcher would never countenance such smutty talk, even if it is meant to be humorous. Otherwise, this is a mix of oh those romantic Scots, three wacky women writers, and no one ever willing to give a straight answer about the murder of an unikeable writer cad. It had its moments though.
— May 11, 2025 04:44PM
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