Where the island's backbone had been rubbed free of its fur of trees and shrubs
# 59: A Superior Death - Nevada Barr:
She stared up at the sky, felt the stone warm beneath her spine. Playing in her mind, she began replacing her body, molecule by molecule, with bits of the earth.
There would be peace in shedding one's humanity, rest in moving to the slower geological rhythms, charm in feeling the skittering of animal feet over one's chest, the brush of autumn leaves settling in the wrinkles of one's skin, blankets of snow cooling the body into a long sleep.
Mosquitoes woke Anna. It was dusk and she was laid out like a smorgasbord.
Synopsis: Anna Pigeon's been transfered to Michigan, and yet again there's murder in one of our fine, fine national parks. This time someone stuffed the body 200 feet under the surface of Lake Superior, dressed in full historical maritime regalia.
Well points for creativity, certainly.
The second book in Nevada Barr's series of mysteries featuring park ranger Anna Pigeon, this one is still my favorite. Barr gives great place. It's just phenomenal stuff--especially the scuba diving descriptions, which I was using to refresh the bits of my memory that have gone green and fuzzy with time. But this time through I was also able to see where all the clues were; they were really well spaced in the book, carefully hidden under piles of leaves and in the crevices of rocks. I should love to write so well.
She stared up at the sky, felt the stone warm beneath her spine. Playing in her mind, she began replacing her body, molecule by molecule, with bits of the earth.
There would be peace in shedding one's humanity, rest in moving to the slower geological rhythms, charm in feeling the skittering of animal feet over one's chest, the brush of autumn leaves settling in the wrinkles of one's skin, blankets of snow cooling the body into a long sleep.
Mosquitoes woke Anna. It was dusk and she was laid out like a smorgasbord.
Synopsis: Anna Pigeon's been transfered to Michigan, and yet again there's murder in one of our fine, fine national parks. This time someone stuffed the body 200 feet under the surface of Lake Superior, dressed in full historical maritime regalia.
Well points for creativity, certainly.
The second book in Nevada Barr's series of mysteries featuring park ranger Anna Pigeon, this one is still my favorite. Barr gives great place. It's just phenomenal stuff--especially the scuba diving descriptions, which I was using to refresh the bits of my memory that have gone green and fuzzy with time. But this time through I was also able to see where all the clues were; they were really well spaced in the book, carefully hidden under piles of leaves and in the crevices of rocks. I should love to write so well.