The new Janet Evanovich, Smoking’ Seventeen, contains a few good chuckles, but overall it is not as funny as earlier Stephanie Plum adventures. And the “mystery,” such as it is, is particularly ludicrous. Lula still has the best lines and the awesome wardrobe.
My friend Pamela recommends Evanovich books on audio. She says, “They take them to an entirely new level—and Lula is even more hysterical.” If there is a road trip in your future, try an audio version, and let me know what you think.
First time novelist Marcia Clark (yes, that Marcia Clark) has a new mystery too. Clark is not the most gifted writer (first line, “He snapped his cell phone shut and slid it into the pocket of his skin tight jeans,”) but she knows her turf–LA cops and DAs. Guilt by Association is a quick read if not enormously imaginative.