Meet art historian Vicky Bliss, She is as beautiful as she is brainy--with unassailable courage, insatiable curiosity, and an expertise in lost museum treasures that often leads her into the most dangerous of situations.
A missing masterwork in wood, the last creation of a master carver who died in the violent tumult of the sixteenth century, may be hidden in a medieval German castle in the town of Rothenburg. The prize has called to Vicky Bliss, drawing her and an arrogant male colleague into the forbidding citadel and its dark secrets. But the treasure hunt soon turns deadly. Here, where the blood of the long forgotten damned stains ancient stones, Vicky must face two equally perilous possibilities. Either a powerful supernatural evil inhabits this place. . .or someone frighteningly real is willing to kill for what Vicky is determined to find.
Elizabeth Peters is a pen name of Barbara Mertz. She also wrote as Barbara Michaels as well as her own name. Born and brought up in Illinois, she earned her Ph.D. in Egyptology from the University of Chicago. Mertz was named Grand Master at the inaugural Anthony Awards in 1986 and Grand Master by the Mystery Writers of America at the Edgar Awards in 1998. She lived in a historic farmhouse in Frederick, western Maryland until her death.
A tongue-in-cheek mystery. Lots of fun with a heroine who has an insatiable curiosity tucked into the body of an amazon beauty. She is slightly cynical, extremely smart and has a high self esteem. Unusual in a heroine but Vicky Bliss is not your usual heroine.
Her kinda boyfriend makes a bet with her that if he can prove he is intellectually superior to her she will marry him. Pshaw! The two set out to uncover a mystery and find an archeological artifact lost for centuries. Who will find it first?
Borrower of the Night is a light-hearted tribute to the gothic novel, though it may bear a greater resemblance to an episode of Scooby Doo: a odd cast of characters are roaming a medieval castle after dark, searching for lost treasure, dodging attacks, and questioning the authenticity of supernatural manifestations. It's silly and fun, although some of Peters' colloquial expressions and ideas (about men who just can't believe that a woman might never want to marry) are a bit out-dated.
3-plus, really, since it was certainly rereadable. I seem to be on an Elizabeth Peters mini-binge this week. I had lost track of the difference between heroines Vicky Bliss and Jacqueline Kirby, and decided to refresh my memory, since my library has both short series in e-book now. Since I first read this one years back, I'd had time to forget the details, so it was almost like a whole new read. There has also been time for it to gently age from contemporary to historical fiction, urp. This kicks off the set about the art historian from the Midwest (my home); the Kirbys are about the librarian with the giant purse, both brainy women beyond the age of the usual ingenues.
Lavish setting, intertwined historical and current murder plots in a castle in south Germany, a certain amount of "my research -- let me show it to you" supported by the shared academic backgrounds of writer and protagonist.
I had a really hard time with this novel. The story took forever to go anywhere and all of the characters were kind of jerks most of the time. Indeed, I very nearly quit about halfway through as I just didn't care about anything—not the characters, not the setting, certainly not the "mystery".
And I never did figure Vicky out, much. She's oddly detached most of the time, but with nearly constant hints that undermine that detachment. She vacillates between coldly logical and strangely sentimental and I kept wanting her to pick one and stick with it, finally. It doesn't help that she has a sense of herself as strictly unfeminine when it's clear that sentiment isn't shared by the men around her. And it really doesn't help that she treats sex so offhandedly that she sneaks it into assumptions and asides without actually confirming its presence in her relationship with Tony (except the once, and that rather obliquely).
And Tony is mostly contemptible—as are all the rest of the men in the novel, come to think of it. No wonder Vicky thinks she's unsuitable and doesn't want to ever marry. Looking at her candidates, I'd be refusing matrimony with real bricks delivered at speed, myself.
Which leaves the mystery for interest and that didn't actually get started (not really) until well past midway. Sure, we knew from the beginning what they were searching for, but there's no plan and no guide and no real clues as to where or how they might find it. They just go into the countryside and start thrashing around. And they don't even do it smartly. Half the time, I wondered if they were seriously so gormless as to include strangers in their investigations or share information so easily with people they barely knew and whose motives were, at best, suspicious (and at worst, all too clearly malevolent).
So it was a frustrating read, for me, that fell most of the time at the two star range. The ending pulled it together, some, but that's still a mighty generous three stars up there. I'm not sure if I'll try the next in the series, but certainly not until I'm in a convivial mood for it...
[7/10] After three Amelia Peabody Egyptian mysteries, I decided to branch out and try something else by the author. Enters Fraulein Bliss, a contemporary (cca. 1973) American art historian, feminist alter ego of Indiana Jones, hunting for lost treasures among the tombs of the past. Borrower of the Night takes her to Bavaria and a 16 Century castle turned into a hotel, where a priceless wood sculpture from the time of the Reformation may be hidden.
There are some parallels that can be drawn between Vicky Bliss and Amelia Peabody - both strong, opinionated women, impulsive and careless of the dangers inherent to their career paths. At the moment I prefer Amelia, probably because I spent more time in her company. Vicky Bliss is supposed to be of MidWestern (Ohio?) origins, but I found her voice generic and less convincing than her Brit counterpart. She's also supposed to be super-smart, but i found her sometimes inconsistent in her feminist/ rationalist atitudes, engaging from time to time in hysterics and whimpering. I loved though her self deprecating presentation as a 6 foot tall cross between a Playboy bunny and a Scandinavian Valkyrie, the very anthitesis of what she considers the standard romance novel heroine:
The heroine of my adolescent daydreams had a heart-shaped face framed in clouds of smoky black hair. She was a tiny creature with an ivory complexion and a rosebud mouth. When she was enfolded in the hero's brawny arms, her head only reached as high as his heart.
I found the passage particularly hilarious as it is an almost perfect description of Skye O'Malley - the annoying perfect woman whose bodice gets frequently ripped in Bertrice Small series. To continue the feminist dismissal of these romantic clichees, Vicky likes men, but doesn't see the point of marrying them. Her views are very clear on the subject, and expressed forcibly when she refutes her boyfriends Tony proposal:
Any man with a grain of sense knows that marriage is the only way, these days, to acquire a full-time maid who works twenty-five hours a day, with no time off and no pay except room and board.
After an introductory segment in the US, the chase moves to Rothenburg in Germany, a fitting background to a story that relies heavily on ruined castles, dark alleys, ancient cemeteries, secret passages through walls, moldy dungeons and even what appears to be ghosts and other supernatural manifestations. Here's how Vicky describes the city:
Rothenburg is the quintesence of Romance - not the watered down love stories that pass under the name today, but Romance in the old sense - masked desperadoes lurking in the shadow of a carved archway, to intercept the Duke before he can reach his lady love; conspirators gathered in a raftered tavern room, plotting to restore the Rightful Heir; Cyrano and D'Artagnan, striding out with clanking swords to defend the Honour of the Queen.
The prize is a shrine sculpted by Riemenschneider (he's real, I checked, and his art is superb), and the key to unlocking the mystery requires the solution to a 600 years old murder. Murder is also afoot in the present times, with someone trying to stop the investigation by any means. I didn't find the plot particularly interesting, I believe it was more of an excuse for Vicky and her friends to go out every night in spooky locations and get into all sorts of mishaps and misunderstandings. The comedy is balanced with some good and informative passages about the Reformation period. One character quotes Montaigne in a discussion about Church abuses and persecutions ("It is setting a high value upon our opinions to roast men alive on account of them"). In another place , Vicky explains her interest in the past:
In recent years, students have done a lot of complaining about 'relevance'. No one can quarell with the basic idea: that education should have something to do with real life and its problems. The trouble comes when you try to define the word. What is relavant? Not history, according to the more radical critics. Who cares what happened in ancient Babylon or medieval England? It's now that counts. They couldn't be more wrong. Everything has happened before - not once, but over and over again. We may not be able to solve our problems through what are pompously called 'the lessons of history', but at least we should be able to recognize the issues and perhaps avoid some of the solutions that have failed in the past. We can take heart in our own dilemma by realizing that other people in other times have survived worse.
In conclusion, while the book has a general lightweight feel of a 1940's screwball comedy, it also has good research of the subject matter, and a likable protagonist that will probably tempt me to come back to the series.
I’ve enjoyed my first encounter with Elizabeth Peters. The funny thing is, I collected a great deal of her books a long time ago. I sifted through my shelf only recently, determining which series belonged together and other works. It is worth the wait and I am eager to delve into her novels much more. It took thinking to decide whether or not I’d dole out 4 stars. There are two matters that resulted in 3 stars, with high praise.
‘Dr. Vicky Bliss’ self-deprecates being tall and robust but is confident in her skin. Most attractive is high intellect and accomplished academia; while watching pennies the same as most of us. She is someone to admire. I associate with her as a linguist especially and she perches on no pedestal above the average person. Paired with adoring her protagonist, I shouldn’t be surprised by how taken I am with Elizabeth’s writing. This novel is about a quest for treasure in a medieval German town, Rothenburg but acquainting Vicky and ‘Tony’ is given time to simmer. I dislike Tony. I found it worthwhile to know Vicky intimately, along with sculptor ‘Tilman Riemenschneider’ and castle ‘Schloss Drachenstein’. Readers must understand the impact of the work of art Vicky is investigating.
My most salient critique is the location of something important. After exhausting research and blind meandering, it was nonsense that the most utterly accessible location wasn’t examined first. That made me exclaim “Come on”! There, I deducted a star. I additionally found getting to Rothenburg and initiating any searches, took too long to begin. I maintain my praise about being well couched in history but lag did result, because treasure-hunting and major discoveries were far too staggered, even with Vicky in Rothenburg. There should have been more reverence about secret passageways too.
I hope this isn't representative of Elizabeth Peters' work, 'cause I was looking forward to reading her stuff, but I felt kinda like I was reading a novelised Scooby Doo episode. I suppose it's not that far from Mary Stewart's work, in a way, but the narration just made it feel cartoonish, more than anything else. And I don't think Mary Stewart ever set anything in a gothic sort of castle with ~mysteriously moving~ suits of armour.
Not to mention her protagonists are usually a lot more likeable and don't waffle on about how smart and beautiful they are so much. Some of the narration was fun -- her description of herself as a "bouncing Brunhild" was a pretty perfect way to say it -- but mostly... nah.
So, yeah, I'm not going to read anything more about Vicky Bliss, even if I might try Amelia Peabody.
I had forgotten just how amusing Elizabeth Peters' writing could be. I think I had a smile on my face for nearly the whole listen. Vicky and Tony's acrimonious and often witty comebacks while in a challenge to be the first to locate a priceless art treasure in a hauntingly old German schloss had me highly entertained from cover to cover. Getting Barbara Rosenblat's smoky voice and excellent handling of the story and characters was just the bonus.
Borrower of the Night is the first of the Vicky Bliss romantic suspense series and had the job of getting the characters introduced while drawing the reader-listener into a captivating suspense tale. It does a decent job of that with some caveats. This one doesn't really get into the interesting part for a few chapters and I can only preach patience if others have read a little and found it yawn-worthy. The fun begins when America is left behind and the two professors, Tony and Vicky, arrive in the little German town and the atmospheric B&B castle where the owner is the descendant of the count who supposedly brought home a fine art treasure that disappeared around the time of the count's death. It is an old-fashioned treasure hunt without a map and just bits of old letters and archived records of the time to lead their search. They aren't the only ones in the race to find the treasure and there are some ghostly antics, a seance, late-night adventures, and secret passages to keep things exciting. There is an action-filled climax and then a satisfying, but startling denouement.
As to the romance side... it was interesting what the author chose to do with this book and the rest of the series for that matter. I don't want to spoil things for others so I'll stay mum about what happens at the very end of this one that might come as a shocker for several who were either looking forward to one outcome or indifferent, but expecting it based on the usual formula of this type of book. I know that it still leaves me scratching my head as to why the author chose to do what I think of as a throwaway plot thread only to take up the real deal in the next book.
Okay, now that I'm done annoying folks with my mysterious remarks, I'll say that the characters were colorful and fun. There is real danger in the story, but it is surrounded by a tone of entertaining humor and comic moments. The author invites the reader to not get too serious and to just go with all the antics. The narrator, Barbara Rosenblat, helped encourage this with her dry, crusty way of narrating Vicky's point of view and comic timing.
I will say that this production is not the best quality as there are long gaps between chapters and little sounds mouth sounds that usually get edited out in most productions. I suspect this was one of the earliest audiobooks and quality improves with the rest of the series releases.
All in all, this was a blast from the past of golden age romantic suspenses. It entertains, gives some mild chills and thrills, and leaves the reader amused and wanting more. I shall certainly be working my way through this series in audio because I enjoyed the narrator's rendition of this fun book.
I loved the first chapter of this book. Vicky's introduction, Tony's proposal, the bet...it is good fun and left me chuckling. And I love the end. The conclusion to the bet I didn't see coming because series like this tend to follow a pattern and it didn't occur to me the pattern would deviate. The mystery itself only gets about 3 stars from me. It was clever and plays off the reader's assumptions nicely, but it was mostly Vicky and Tony stumbling around and then presenting brilliant hypotheses that they pull from dust. I enjoyed it enough that I definitely want more!
I've heard so much about this Vicky Bliss series that when I finally had the chance to pick it up I was almost afraid that my expectations would be too high and I would be disappointed. I'm happy to say that I wasn't. It was a fun, cosy, gothic read, just the kind you pick up when you need a comfort read. The book has very funny quotes as it is written in the first person and Vicky has the kind of self deprecating humour that appeals to me.
Vicky Bliss is an Art Historian; when the story opens she and her boyfriend Tony discover the possible location of an important artistic piece - a shrine - and they become competitors, both setting off for Germany to find it. As soon as they arrive they find that they are not the only ones looking for it, that their chosen place of stay is a gothic castle complete with ghosts and some pretty disagreeable characters and that to find the shrine they have first to solve an old mystery dating back to the 16th century.
However interesting I think it lacked a bit more character development and a better expression of Vicky and Tony's relationship. A friend has already mentioned that this is more of a prequel to the series so that won’t bother me in future books. Other than that I have no real complaints, it's the perfect light mystery to read on a rainy afternoon and close with a satisfied sigh.
I loved the Amelia Peabody series, so I tried this one. I do not like Vicky Bliss! Aside from her constant "I'm not being vain, but I'm ridiculously hot" comments, I was SICK TO DEATH with her women's lib rhetoric. I know this was written in the 70's and that was more topical, but really, a women that fixated on what men are, can, or should be doing for her, is not liberated.
So many things about this book bugged me. In fact, I'm struggling to think of what I DID like about this book. I guess the ambiance was nice. Set in an old castle in Germany, all the crawling about in the ruins and discussion of history. I liked that. But...
The characters were not engaging. Our heroine and narrator, Vicky, was a smart, independent woman of un-delicate proportions (her self-description as being a "bouncing Brunhilda" was pretty funny) and competitive spirit. She has declared that she will never marry, but seems to be in some kind of baffling relationship with a fellow professor named Tony. Tony is a total asshat who treats Vicky with disrespect and has an out-of-control ego. Vicky's attitude and actions never make a lot of sense to me. One minute she's cursing Tony and trying to one-up him, the next she is simpering and trying to soothe his ego. The other characters are kind of like white noise - there, but not contributing much.
The mystery was also odd. They were searching for a lost work of art which they happened to read about in a book. Apparently everyone else in the world incidentally read the same book the exact same week because everyone was looking for this thing independently. The art had been lost for 500 years, but this week everyone remembered to look for it.
And the archaeologist in me sobbed at all of their techniques. Trained historians should know better. They're just snatching and grabbing and smashing antiquities right and left. Europeans obviously find the medieval period of little value (the Americans and volunteers were always assigned to the medieval levels on my digs in the Netherlands) but... gah!
And when the heck was this story set, anyway? Telegraphs and kerosene lamps suggest early in the century, but Vicky's wearing pants and working as a professor, so that seems less likely. Germany has zero apparent concern about war, either, which leaves me absolutely lost.
Well, that was .... a book. Really, I'm having a hard time finding enough in the way of feelings about it to say much more - it did pass the time*, and, I guess, allow me to read the other books knowing I haven't missed anything by starting mid-series. I was warned that this is neither necessary nor a good place to start, though, so the positive is outweighed by the negatives. *(Though come to think of it, that isn't exactly a plus either, with a to-read shelf containing several years' worth of reading and growing! It's not this or the back of cereal boxes.)
It almost seemed to save all redeeming features (along with a few new annoyances) for the very end, which would be a stupid policy if it actually were a policy. The dinner party and conversation that sets Tony and Vicky on their merry way is ridiculous, and Vicky's part in it, and her "friendships" with these people say nothing good about her. She's only more interesting than, say, Tony or George in being unevenly sympathetic and not-at-all so. I suppose there's something to be said for having the female characters about as awful as the male ones. It would have been 2 stars for sure, had the ending not pulled out some narrative cleverness (I don't mean the mystery plot) and some actual humour.
Finally, I'm not an expert on witchcraft in Europe in the 16th century, but I really didn't like what was suggested in the book about it.
This series is covered in praise and high recommendations. After reading the first book, I really can't see why. The introduction was messy, the pacing was slow, the reasoning for searching for the treasure flimsy and the main character was not someone that anyone could identify with. I actually wanted to give up about 100 pages in, but decided to push through just to see if Vicky and Co. could actually find the ancient treasure. Vicky is narcissistic, pushy, cowardly, and egotistical. Tony, her lover, isn't much better. The real story here was the location, and the history of what went on behind the stone walls. As it turned out, i would have much rather read the story of Konstanze and Count Burkhardt. I doubt I'll be reading another one of these.
First, I forgot to review this and have finished 7 other books since then, so some details have fallen away--this book started better than it continued and I think for me it's rather dated. After all, this came out around the time of The Mary Tyler Moore Show which was rather groundbreaking even in the 1970s because it was about a successful, happily single woman. This means Vicky's character meant a lot more then that it does 50+ years later, although I have no doubt some still don't understand people who prefer to be single. I've read a couple of other novels by Elizabeth Peters--I enjoyed Crocodile on the Sandbank, but that series petered out quickly for me (once again, I wish I'd had access to it as a teen). I didn't care enough about most of the characters, but there were enough good things about it and I did enjoy parts of it, so I'm rounding it up.
The "first" Vicky Bliss but I generally skip this one in favor of Street of the Five Moons which is better written with more romantic tension even if it lacks castles with secret passages. Peters in her witchcraft cult research phase and more identifiably 70s than usual. Worth reading if you want to see Vicky's first meeting with Schmidt, perambulating armor, and a little background for Trojan Gold. I reread it in print for the first time in a long time and I think audio (read by Barbara Rosenblatt of course) is better than print for Vicky.
3.5, rounded up. This was a lot of Gothic fun with main character Vicky Bliss searching for long lost treasure in an old German castle. I read that one GR reviewer called this similar to an episode of Scooby-Doo, and I have to agree. But that's not a negative. The plot has ghosts and secrets passages and scholars competing against one another and some great, funny dialog, reminding me of Elizabeth Peters' Amelia Peabody series. A fun, lighthearted adventure.
Here it is, finally my first Vicki Bliss mystery. The story is a good one, even if not terribly interesting. Based on other works from Michaels and Peters, this is just an average effort. It could be because she was finding her grounding with new characters, but something about it didn't hook me as much as it should have. I can't help but feel that Peters couldn't think of enough story to write this one, not sure where she wanted to go, mainly drawn to characters she wished to invent. I'm sure that the follow-ups are better, and Vicki does seem a great character to follow the adventures of.
Being only 243 pages, it's short and sweet, starting with a challenge between Vicki and new boyfriend Tony, leading quickly afterward to an old castle itching for exploration. Vicki's goal is to find an old art piece before Tony and their accompanying 'friend' George, figuring it's snugly secured somewhere on the grounds because of an assumption from an old book. The chances of that, by the way, was a far-fetched idea to begin the story on.
The story would be a great mystery, yet turns out merely good simply because not enough detail filled out 243 pages. The story was a very simple one that was forced to slowly drag on because not enough substance was held. Of course there were minor revelations that turned thought processes around and inside out, but nothing staggering. Pacing was very slow, as is trademark Peters, but without the depth stories need to make slow pacing successful.
Characters were fun, especially Vicki and Tony. Her personality was a trademark type, a strong heroine with an intelligent mind, independent backbone, and curious disposition. The funniest thing about her were her hysterical observations regarding Tony, with him trying to look cocky or self-assured. She portrays him as so boyish I actually laughed out loud on more than one occasion. George was a fun one, too, with dialogue that ribbed Tony' s ego. The cute triple IS addictive to read about, and would have really shone if given the right story.
One thing bugging me, though, is Vicki's lack of emotion with romance. It's hinted she may feel mere rejection because of Tony, George, and every other male drooling at another female character, but when she believes they may have no love for her anymore, she doesn't seem to mind. Who wouldn't? Writing in whatever pseudonym she chooses, Peters always seemed to have a weird way to write about love, relationships, and romances. Here that's almost taken overboard with the strange numbness Vicki shows. I know she's an independent woman who needs no one but herself, but she shouldn't be portrayed as robotic with love either. I was even surprised to find if anyone held romantic feelings and the same urges for marriage as before toward Vicki, as they showed so little of the usual relationship/crush antics over the course of the story.
Nothing is urgent until perhaps the end climax, but even that lacks a certain desperation usually found in intriguing stories. Rich with history, people into the castle setting will be in for a nice surprise as the couple wanders each night in search of an old legend that may not even be true. People who love mysteries but who are a virgin to Peters may be turned off by the lack of intensity, while cozy fans that are Elizabeth Peter regulars will likely feel right at home.
I've been hearing about Elizabeth Peters' Vicky Bliss and Amelia Peabody books for quite awhile now and for some reason just haven't found my way to reading any of them until now. I noticed these re-issues of the Vicky Bliss series and decided to pick up the first one and see.
Vicky is an art historian with a delightful sense of humor and a certain dry acceptance of her statuesque stature and tendency to intimidate those around her. When we first meet Vicky, she is teaching at a college in the Midwest and maintaining a sort of on-again off-again relationship with her colleague Tony Lawrence. Tony is a hapless, hopeless, skinny version of Vicky who, failing to get her to marry him, decides he'll settle for besting her professionally. Ha. The two soon find themselves racing each other to Germany in search of a medieval artifact presumed missing for centuries.
Here's the thing. I liked Vicky and Tony right off the bat. I liked the whole premise for the story. It seemed a recipe for mad medieval excitement. But once they got to Germany, things seemed to slow down for me. I'm not sure why. Blankenhagen was cool. Schmidt was intriguing. But Tony began to pall quickly and, after one too many of his petty outbursts, I just wanted Vicky to solve the dang mystery and leave these jokers in the dust. Which I'm assuming she does in the future. In fact, I'm kind of getting the feeling that I'll enjoy the rest of the books in the series more than this one. And I hear tell of someone named Smythe. He is someone I would enjoy meeting, no? So for all of you Vicky fans and afficionados out there, tell me what to do. Was my reaction to this one just a fluke? Should I get the next one and give it a try and see? I'm in need of your advice. Cause I really wanted to like this series.
★★★½✩ Well narrated by Susan O'Malley, this audiobook by Ms. Peters is a nice little ghost story set in an old German castle with secret passageways, that eventually leads to a séance, then a treasure hunt. I liked the (brilliant) Vicky Bliss and her lover, Tony, well enough; I enjoyed their trying to “one-up” each other in their challenge, and that their sparing never turned mean-spirited. But, I’ll be honest and say I liked Amelia Peabody in her series more. What am I saying? I loved Amelia Peabody! In fact, the first of her series, Crocodile on the Sandbank, was one of my best reads this year. Still, I’ll continue with this series even if it is in first person narrative.
There's a veneer of a mystery here but really it's the travelogue, (art)history lessons and wry musings of Vicky Bliss, in all her 1970's liberated gal glory that are of primary interest. It does a decent job establishing Vicky's comically jaded views about relationships though it lacks romance—the men here aren't quite on her level—a more worthy foil shows up in the next, considerably better book Street of the Five Moons.
Elizabeth Peters' Vicky Bliss mystery series isn't for everyone, but it's one of my very favorites of all time. The lighthearted capers have the perfect mix of mystery, history, and romantic suspense.
I'm sure this book would have been interesting if the main character had even the slightest hint of a personality.
Meet Vicky Bliss: a woman who starts off her story by lamenting the fact that she is ugly. How ugly, you ask? She's 6ft tall, thin, athletic, blonde haired, and blue eyed. How hideous. And unfortunately, because of her appearance, no man has ever found her attractive. No man, that is, except every single man in this book. All of whom verbally tell Vicki that she is beautiful and propose marriage to her. Beyond her down right ghastly looks (I hope that you've picked up on the sarcasm by now), Vicky's only other personality trait is her unyielding desire to convince everyone else that she is WAY more intelligent that they are. Oh, and she likes art. That's it.
From page one Vicky was absolutely insufferable, but the constant mentioning of her "bovine", "cow like", or "ox" appearance was, honestly, bordering on offensive. First of all, there are women in the world who are much larger than Vicky is described (myself included) that can only hear a skinny character call herself a cow so many times before it gets old. Second of all, Vicky is calling herself a cow because her "Viking ancestral lineage" makes her a lot bigger than her peers. Again, there are women in the word (again, myself included) who actually ARE ancestrally Norse who can only hear that their size makes them ugly so many times before it gets old. Am I supposed to apologize for my ancestors being extra large people? Why is their size such a bad thing? Why should I be ashamed that I am genetically made to survive harsh winters and potato famines?
I gave this book a solid 75% listen, solely because every time Vicky opened her mouth she said something that p*ssed me off. Literally every time. It got to the point that all she had to do was breathe and I was already annoyed. The parts of the story that I listened to were okay. I ignored like 25% of it and was still able to follow along pretty easily, so I assume that I didn't miss anything important.
The basis of this book sounded really interesting, so maybe I will give it another chance one day. At least the second time around I will be mentally prepared to be insulted for the entire book.
Art historians spending their summer in search of lost, medieval masterpieces? Count me in.
The idea of history professors in a relationship and choosing to explore Europe for the summer definitely appeals to my romantic, history-loving heart.
References and allusions to historical figures and places inspired me. *currently planning a trip to Rothenburg, Germany*
After finishing:
Hhhhhmmmmmm
Hhmmm...
The setup was excellent, but the execution, characters, and plot were too cozy in place of dynamic. The author was trying to write a *don’t need no man* main female character and she succeeded there but there was literally no depth to any of the characters or the plot. Very surface-level writing and mystery setup. I did love the historical significance however!
I don't know if Peters was a feminist or not, but her character, Vicky Bliss, is definitely a woman who knows what she wants, isn't the slightest bit afraid to go out and get it, and doesn't let the men in her life tell her what to do or when to do it. I like Vicky!
I've already ordered the next book in the series, so my recommendation goes without saying ;).
Peters was a writer ahead of her times. This was published in the early 70s, and Vicky Bliss, art historian, is certainly a 21st century woman. Smart, sassy, up to every challenge. All the more interesting as this was written when Phyllis Whitney and other wrote more traditional Romantic Suspense, with the women waiting to be rescued. Not Peters. Excellent frame--Rothenburg, artist and woodcarver Tilman Riemenschneider and a lost altarpiece he created. All the Gothic elements--a castle, ghostly appearances, dangerous villains but all told with a very modern touch. Read it, don't listen, unless you're willing to put up with the location, Rothenburg, mispronounced about 6 dozen times.
I'm currently on a reread binge of the Vicky Bliss series. I love humorous travel mysteries with interesting heroines, and this series ticks all my happy boxes. What's not to love about an art historian in pursuit of a lost masterpiece? Also, much of the story takes place in Rothenburg, a gorgeous medieval town that I visited several times when I lived in Germany. Happy memories. .)
I think we have a winner here. This will be a new author I will be following, I think. It was a mystery, sort of ghost story and funny at times. I really enjoyed it.
I'd say more but it's been a long day. I'm hitting the sack.