I’m talking about is Y is for Yesterday in the Alphabet Murders series by Sue Grafton. I just don’t get it — well this book at any rate. Kinsey, her MC, is embroiled in a case of blackmail and trying to find a blackmailer who is trying to get $25,000 from a charming douche who was involved in a gang rape 8 years previously.
Said douche has been to jail for the murder of his classmate back then, but apparently he’s been punished enough so the tape shouldn’t be reported, and also it would save his parents from more legal bills.
Then there’s the time Kinsey goes from referring to the assault as a sex tape (as in consensual) and then flips around to talking about it as rape to the victim. I couldn’t keep up.
From what I’ve read, I’ve found this installment uneven and I could not quite stop the disgust in how the rape was treated — was it a product of the times (it’s set in the 1980s)? I get being true to the times the series was set, I do, but I wish I’d felt something that there was something that made Kinsey stand out and be different from everyone else, but I couldn’t see that. I genuinely tried to get into this series, and very much wanted to because it’s so acclaimed, but in the end I had to admit, I was just flipping pages for the sake of it.
Has anyone read this series? Did I just start with a bad apple? Have you experienced this with a series before? Everyone loves it, but you just can’t get into it?? Should a book set in a different time, be entirely true to the time? Or should it have something or someone that contemporary audiences can identify with? In a book like this, I feel like there should have been, but I freely admit, I didn’t read enough to get to that point.
And it’s nothing like the movie. In fact it has more to do with Facebook in the creepiest way. Sarah discovers one day that there are two profiles with her name on Facebook. One is hers, and the other … has photos of her life, her friends and her family. By all accounts it look like hers, right down to the photos taken inside her house. Creeped out yet? It gets creepier when she realises someone was waiting for her to find the profile. … I totally just went and searched my name on Facebook, I kid you not. It’s not a social media I like generally, because I feel too exposed on it in some ways, but I understand the attraction. This creepfest intrigues me from beginning to end. I NEED this.
Here’s another book that’s going all meta on readers. Or something. I know I’ve seen it around on a couple of blogs, but I can’t remember which ones, so I apologise for that in advance, fellow bloggers. Liza is an author with 30 days to write a book that will make her a bestselling author again. But things aren’t going so well at home — she can’t get pregnant, and her husband seems to be mourning the disappearance of his best friend, Nick. Then into this blurb comes Beth, who is I think the character Liza is writing: a character who kills her husband’s mistress. And that’s when Liza’s husband is arrested for Nick’s murder. You know what I find interesting about this blurb? Liza’s husband’s name is never mentioned. Is he supposed to represent Beth? Is Liza supposed to represent Beth?
So, when I first saw this book, it was the author’s credentials that caught my interest: Dick Lehr was part of the Spotlight Team at the Boston Globe, but not this particular Spotlight Team. Instead, as part of his time on the Spotlight team, he investigated the murder of a young African-American girl, and the wrongful conviction of the man who was sent to jail for her death. And Trell is based on that event. Trell is the daughter of a man she believes is innocent and she convinced a reporter and lawyer to help her prove her father’s innocence. The idea that this is based on a true story is so sad, but I still think it will make for a powerful story.
Amnesia! But I swear, it actually looks kind of sort of different to the usual trope? Maybe? Two years before the books opens, Jane crashed her car, killing her friend David, and leaving her with amnesia. And then Jane’s note — which sounds suspiciously like a suicide note was found — she wanted them to be dead together. Which as you can imagine turns the tide of public opinion against here… except for the message she gets telling her that someone out there knows exactly what happened… but who??
I feel like this book is a movie waiting to happen, complete with training montage. Because, you see Maggie is about as unassuming as you can get. So unassuming in fact, that she’s the kind of person MI5 would need to thwart an international plot that puts all of Britain at risk. How does that work, I hear you ask. Not a frigging clue. It’s the sheer curiousity of how the author is going to pull this off that has me putting it on this list.
Every good book needs a training montage right? I can’t help but wonder about that one. Trell breaks my heart, and Lies She Told leaves me with tons of questions. Copy Cat just creeps me the hell out! How about you?