Showing posts with label Southern. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Southern. Show all posts

Monday, April 10, 2023

Big Trouble on Sullivan’s Island by Susan M. Boyer


 


Reviewed by Jeanne

Hadley Cooper is a private investigator with a complicated background. While riding her bike on Sullivan’s Island, she sees a dog chase a seagull into the surf where it is caught by a rip tide.  The dog’s owner starts to rush in after him, but Hadley stops her and goes in using a surfboard she found. Eugenia Ladson, the dog’s grateful owner, insists on taking Hadley to her house to clean up and dry off. When she learns that Hadley is a PI, she hires her to investigate Everette Ladson, her estranged husband, whom she suspects is cheating on her.

Hadley accepts, having had previous experience in these sorts of cases.  She observes her suspect, formulates a plan, and starts her surveillance.  Before she can get concrete evidence, a murder stops her plans. One of the investigating officers is Hadley’s ex, Cash, who is generally one of the “good guys”—but this time Hadley is sure he has arrested the wrong person.

Anyone who has looked at my reviews know I read a lot of cozy mysteries so I’m well acquainted with the formula. As a first in series book, there is going to be a lot of set-up going on—introducing characters, locations, and situations that are going to play out over the long haul. Boyer does this very well, weaving them into the story in a way that keeps the plot going and the reader interested instead of bogging down.

The mystery was well-plotted and intriguing, and Boyer does a good job with setting, but the book’s real strength is in the characters. Hadley had a very close relationship with her mother, Vivienne, who passed away from cancer when Hadley was 17. Before she died, she revealed the identity of Hadley’s father—the wealthy Swinson who apparently did nothing to help Vivienne during her illness, so Hadley is not inclined to cut him any slack. She does love his son, her half-brother; she and J.T. actually have birthdays just a couple of days apart. Hadley also a number of friends and mentors in her life. Boyer has a talent for creating memorable characters, and I had no trouble keeping track of everyone.  I also found the book emotionally satisfying, and the touches of humor were just right.

One feature I enjoyed is that occasionally the reader hears directly from Mrs. Josephine Huger who is an eyewitness to some events and who relates them in a breathless, gossipy fashion that really brings the scenes to life.

I also liked that we learn a bit about PI tricks of the trade, so to speak.  Hadley is a professional; she comes prepared to do surveillance, both old school with changes of outfits, and with up-to-date technology. 

There were a couple of times early in the book where I thought things were a little off and just chalked it up to a cozy’s wish fulfilment.  However, I have to say that as the story went on, some of my questions were answered. Others became unimportant as I become more invested in the characters.  By the end, I was not only totally on board, but I’m ready for the next book to see what my new best friends have been up to.

Note:  According to Susan Boyer’s blog on Goodreads, this is the first book in her “un-series” by which she means that the books are about a group of characters. Each book can be read as a standalone and will focus on a different character, mostly women of different ages. 

Full disclosure:  I received an Advance Reader Copy of the book with no stipulation of a review, favorable or otherwise.

Monday, April 4, 2016

Nice Girls Don't Have Fangs by Molly Harper



Reviewed by Ambrea



Jane Jameson is just an average, everyday nice girl.  She works her tail off as a children’s librarian, she loves small, fluffy animals, and she adores Southern food.  But when her horrible boss fires her and hands her a gift card to a local bar, rather than a severance check, Jane decides she doesn’t want to be a nice girl anymore.  Her day just couldn’t get any worse—until, not surprisingly, it does.

Mistaken for a deer, shot, and left for dead on the side of the road, Jane wakes up with a terrible hangover and an unexpected thirst for blood.  Thanks to a stranger she met at the bar—after buying potato skins and chugging neon cocktails—she’s now part of the Undead community.  For better or worse, her life is changed forever.  With her recently deceased aunt as a ghostly roommate and a series of vampire murders inexplicably connected to her, she decides it’s definitely time to stop being such a nice girl if she wants to survive this ordeal.

I enjoyed Nice Girls Don’t Have Fangs pretty well.  I like that it had a sassy, self-sufficient female lead.  I mean, how can I not like her?  She’s a librarian, for crying out loud, and she’s a genuinely nice (and, dare I say it, funny) narrator.  I was perpetually intrigued by what would happen next—and I couldn’t wait to see the author’s take on vampires as they come out into the open and try to live normal, fulfilling lives.

Yes, I realize this idea has been used before—Sookie Stackhouse, anyone?—but I actually enjoyed Molly Harper’s novel a little better than Charlaine Harris’ series.  Perhaps that’s blasphemy, considering the outrageous popularity that True Blood found on HBO; however, there’s something about Harper’s style of writing and Jane Jameson’s character that I simply found more appealing.

Jane is a little more fleshed out than the more popular Sookie Stackhouse, I thought, and she strikes me as being a lot brighter if a little clumsier.  Sookie struck me as too perfect, self-deprecating and unrealistic with her heavy, affected Southern accent; Jane is clumsy and, one might say, goofy, but she’s equally intelligent and, while she has an intense love of Southern food and makes note of her accent, it isn’t forced.  Her character seems more natural.

And I liked her better for it.

Admittedly, I will say it isn’t a great story.  I mean, it has a decent plot and enjoyable characters, but I wasn’t thrilled or holding on to the edge of my seat the entire time.  It was fun while it lasted—and I certainly liked that Harper played with the vampire myth a little more, utilizing both traditional and pop culture ideals; however, I wasn’t smitten with the series.  I could keep reading it, but it’s sort of a paperback guilty pleasure:  lots of fun, good characters, just not a whole lot of substance.

Overall, Nice Girls Don’t Have Fangs was an enjoyable book.  It’s a short, quick read, which I finished within a matter of hours, and it’s a short series that builds on the local vampire population without overwhelming me with information—or, more importantly, confusing me with all the vampire rules.  I was able to comprehend and enjoy the story without feeling like I was missing something.