Wanted to like this, and gave it more than a fair chance, but ultimately realized that there is no story.
After reading 76 pages of nothing happening, decided to skim the penultimate chapter to see if anything had happened by then. (I’ve never done this with a book before, and it’s not like me. I’d been driven to madness.)
Was shocked to see that nothing had. It says so - Kappy reflects on how despite their “investigating,” (doing nothing, eating casserole, shoveling dog poop, asking a couple neighbors…) they hadn’t gotten any closer to solving the mystery, and didn’t have any more clues than are found in the first couple chapters. (These “clues” also don’t go anywhere.) The killer is not only obvious, but is deduced not through putting cumulative clues together, but rather a random event happening at the end that Kappy suddenly makes a guess about who stands to gain from. There isn’t any evidence that points to the person except motive, and then their reaction/being caught in a lie when confronted.
There is scene after scene and dialogue after dialogue that are essentially repeated. I don’t know how else to put it - it’s like the author forgot they already wrote said scene, and you get it again with maybe a couple minor details changed? The same things are said. Sometimes there was dialogue that clearly referred back to something specific, but there was nothing it referred to, as if said thing got deleted and the author forgot to take out or change this bit of dialogue to reflect that. In general, the dialogue is boring and unrealistic, and frequently the responses are as if the characters are reading each other’s minds in a way that is impossible. Most importantly, the dialogue doesn’t move the story forward at least 90% of the time.
The main character, Kappy, is not eccentric, yet continually described as such. It never explains in what way. She’s supposed to be an outsider and thinks people purposely shun or ignore her, and she’s lonely - but she just makes no attempts to socialize and actively tells people to avoid her when coming to buy their kapps from her (just leave money at the back door). As a main character in a mystery novel, she is so disinterested in the case, and constantly says so. How can we be interested when the main character isn’t? Even that doesn’t make sense, though, considering that we learn early on that she apparently likes mysteries enough to secretly read Sherlock Holmes despite being Amish.
Edie is the one driving them to “investigate,” and Kappy is merely being drug along. Why wasn’t Edie the main character? She also is the one who has the arc of change.
This author, at least in this book, doesn’t seem to realize that you don’t have to describe every second of the time during which the story takes place. There are no time jumps except for when people are asleep. Every single second - them walking from place to place, having dinner, doing nothing — just everything and every second is there, in real time. That is why it reads so slow. This also results in so many chapters and scenes where nothing changes. But that is what a scene is: something — **anything** — changes. In this story, things happen, rather than the characters causing things to happen. And the things the characters do don’t cause anything to change, except, it seems, for the confrontation at the end.
The only good thing in the book was Edie’s arc of change, though it was very obvious.
Jimmy’s character was the most interesting, but we don’t really see much of him.
Apparently this author has published over 40 novels and novellas since 2012! She’s found her niche and is cranking them out at lightning speed. Perhaps **too** fast. Other than the polished grammatical editing, this read like a first draft.
Perhaps her romances are better…I would like to hope so. But I won’t be checking.
I don’t like to leave such a scathing review, but I simply couldn’t not warn potential readers. Especially when I saw that many of the reviews are from dedicated fans of the author, who perhaps only read her/Amish fiction? And those who didn’t like it didn’t say why, or said things like “just couldn’t get into it,” making it seem like a simple matter of preference. (I usually ignore those types of reviews when making a decision on whether to read a book.) But there are specific and objective reasons why.