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Mystery Writers Cs, Ds, and Es

For the Coursera course I'm taking--"Fantasy and Science Fiction: The Human Mind, Our Modern World" (I do so love typing that)--I'm reading Dracula by Bram Stoker and I am bored to tears. What a tedious book. Someone will have to explain its charms to me one day.






So, onward with my mystery lists.

5. Jane Casey
I've read all of Jane Casey's three police procedurals (The Last Girl was published in May) and I think I like them. I wish our heroine DS Maeve Kerrigan was a little stronger and not so odd about relationships, but she's likable. I want to say the series is getting better, but since I though the first one was best, I cannot. (London)

6. Michael Connelly
I'm late to the Michael Connelly bandwagon, and still trying to figure out if I want to read these novels. I worry that Harry Bosch is a little too stereotypically hard-boiled. But a friend said to stick with them, and I probably will pick up the series again soon. I've read the first four of 18. Since many of these books are older, I download them onto my Nook. (Los Angeles)

7.  Deborah Crombie
Once upon a time, I loved Deborah Crombie's series about Metropolitan police detectives Duncan Kincaid and Gemma James. They were smart and even had sex appeal. But not lately. And so, I haven't read the last two yet. I own them, and they fill me with guilt. Now that Duncan and Gemma are married and adopting kids all over the place, they're rather boring. (London)

8. Jeffrey Deaver
I tried. I really, really tried. But I just didn't love the first book and probably won't read any more Lincoln Rhyme novels. (New York)

9. Ake Edwardson
I've only read one of Edwardson's Inspector Erik Winter books -- Room No. 10 -- and I liked it much. It's often difficult to read Scandinavian mysteries in the proper order because they're not always translated into English in the proper order. But I think Room No. 10 was first and I will have to track down the others (or wait for their translations). (Sweden)

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