I'm not certain why I continue reading the Mike Bowditch books, particularly with this reader. I guess it's the Maine outdoors that appeals to me. Mike is asked to find a young man purported to be his brother.
Brooklyn Wainwright is a bookbinder whose mentor has just been murdered. As a prime suspect, it behooves her to solve the mystery. The parts about repairing the rare books are fun, as are the tangents involving Brooklyn's family, a bunch of New Agers living on a highly successful, wine-producing commune.
Aspiring writer Lena London moves to Blue Lake, Indiana, to become the assistant to her idol, Camilla Graham. While working on Camilla's book, Lena also works on solving a local mystery or two. First in Buckley's Writer's Apprentice series.
Simonson paints a pre-World War II England where it sucks to be a single woman, gay man or woman, gypsy, refugee, or less than wealthy person. Beatrice Nash is hired to teach Latin at a grammar school in Rye, and becomes involved in the lives of the community's upper crust.
Victorian England has vampires and werewolves openly occupying all castes of society, as well as a tiny number of soulless individuals who can temporarily render the paranormal folks human with their touch. Endlessly inventive and clever. Reminded me a bit of the Amelia Peabody mysteries.
Usually I avoid the Mickey Haller books, but I can't pass up a new Harry Bosch. In this case, Harry's irritation with Haller makes him palatable. Haller hires Harry to look into the case of a man wrongly accused of murder, pitting Harry against his former values as well as his former colleagues.
I was blaming myself for not liking this book and having trouble following its story line. Then I read a review that called it a complete "mess" and gave concrete reasons to support that conclusion. And the reviewer was right! It did have a paragraph about the anticipated closing of a library collection that resonated deeply with me: "He'd flight back, like Adele said, though the effort had a Spotted Elk at Wounded Knee feel to it. Whatever the social or economic dynamics that brought about this age of expediency in which no one cared about the things he cared about, they were running at full throttle, hell-bent on destroying the library as he'd known it - not actually tearing it down to the ground brick by brick, but literally and figuratively ripping its guts out."