I’m endeavoring to do a better job of “reviewing” books that I read. I am finding this more difficult than it should be. All that to say that the reason review was in quotation marks is that this post won’t really be a review, which is a crying shame because I enjoyed reading A Study in
Charlotte by Brittany Cavallaro.
I liked it.
It was a fun read.
I stink at book reviews.
Seriously though, as I reflected on why I enjoyed this book as much as I did I realized that in this book I, as a reader, did not have to go along for the ride on the crimes. I followed the young descendants of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson as they were in constant peril trying to solve a crime. Bad things, some of them very bad, happened to those two as well as other characters in the book, but I didn’t feel like I had to help the murder with the act.
All too often it seems that authors attempt to bombard readers with salacious details about the murder, rape, or whatever crime has been perpetuated. Television and movies are doing the same thing. It is no longer enough to learn that character X has been murdered, we must all be there for gut-wrenching scene with blood spattered on us as well. Cavallaro does a great job of telling her story without veering into gore and details that really do nothing for the story. Reading mystery/thriller books like I frequently do it at times feels like authors are trying to top one another for the most grotesque way to torture and kill a human. This book did not have that, and it was refreshing. I felt like I could enjoy the ride because I wasn’t constantly ducking to avoid arterial spray.
How many stars did I give this book on Goodreads – 4, but I felt like it would have been 4.5 if that was an option
In what format did I consume this book – Ebook (Kindle)
Do I have a Sherlock addiction problem – Brilliant deduction.