Read Recently: It's a mystery.
So, the warning is that so far, most of what I've read this month is mysteries. There's a little Urban Fantasy, maybe a little dark fantasy if I get through the two thick non-fiction books I'm working on right now, and maybe a piece on why I find Slasher Flick reviews distasteful if I can actually work up to it.
But right now, we got mysteries:
In A Dry Season: an Inspector Banks mystery by Peter Robinson
Back in the early 1950s, the small ghost town of Hobb's End (and isn't that a neat name for a dark fantasy to take place in?), in a valley in Yorkshire, was dammed off and flooded into a reservoir. Now, forty-something years later, a long, hot summer of drought has dried up the water and a young boy playing in the ruins of Hobb's End accidentally discovers, buried under flagstones in an outbuilding, the skeleton of a young woman, brutally murdered perhaps before the town was flooded.
In disgrace after his last case, recently divorced and alienated from his friends, Banks is assigned this very cold case by a vengeful Chief Constable. At the same time, as the news of the case is announced, mystery writer Vivian Elmsley begins to reminisce about her youth, specifically her last years as a teenager, during WWII, in Hobb's End . . .
Is there a connection? This is a mystery novel, isn't it? But who is the dead girl, and can Banks get his career and life back together and solve this mystery?
But right now, we got mysteries:
In A Dry Season: an Inspector Banks mystery by Peter Robinson
Back in the early 1950s, the small ghost town of Hobb's End (and isn't that a neat name for a dark fantasy to take place in?), in a valley in Yorkshire, was dammed off and flooded into a reservoir. Now, forty-something years later, a long, hot summer of drought has dried up the water and a young boy playing in the ruins of Hobb's End accidentally discovers, buried under flagstones in an outbuilding, the skeleton of a young woman, brutally murdered perhaps before the town was flooded.
In disgrace after his last case, recently divorced and alienated from his friends, Banks is assigned this very cold case by a vengeful Chief Constable. At the same time, as the news of the case is announced, mystery writer Vivian Elmsley begins to reminisce about her youth, specifically her last years as a teenager, during WWII, in Hobb's End . . .
Is there a connection? This is a mystery novel, isn't it? But who is the dead girl, and can Banks get his career and life back together and solve this mystery?