Country House Mystery: Georgette Heyer: Penhallow (Ulli Birvé audio)
Cryptozoologist: Patricia A. McKillip: The Forgotten Beasts of Eld (Dina Pearlman audio)
Terrifying Women: Mary Roberts Rinehart: Locked Doors (Anne Hancock audio)
Terror in a Small Town: Joy Ellis: Their Lost Daughters (Richard Armitage audio)
Murder Most Foul: Anthony Berkeley: The Wychford Poisoning Case (Mike Grady audio)
Doomsday: Jennifer Wright: Get Well Soon
13: The Detection Club: Verdict of 13 (anthology)
Free Space: Mavis Doriel Hay: Murder Underground (Patience Tomlinson audio)
Southern Gothic: Sharyn McCrumb: The Ballad of Frankie Silver (audio version, narrated by the author)
Cozy Mystery: Alan Bradley: The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie (Emilia Fox audio)
Fear the Drowning Deep: Daphne du Maurier: Frenchman's Creek (John Nettles audio)
Classic Horror: Edith Wharton: Ghosts: Edith Wharton's Gothic Tales (audio version, various narrators)
Relics and Curiosities: Terry Pratchett: The Colour of Magic (Nigel Planer audio)
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Called but not read
Read and Called
I'm reading this for the Modern Noir square but even though I'm almost halfway through, I'm calling a halt and finding a substitute book.
There's nothing wrong with "The Ice Beneath Her". It's well written, has strong characters and a plot that is in no hurry to give up its secrets but it's BLEAK.
Unlike normal whodunnits, this one isn't really focusing much on solving a murder. Instead, it's using the discovery of a decapitated woman to take me on a journey about betrayal and abuse. The three characters from whose point of view the story is told are all broken. The men are almost all bullying predatory narcissists - including the good guys. And they all have either been betrayed or have betrayed others in unforgivable ways.
I will finish this book - but not now.
I've reached the point where I hesitate to listen to the audiobook as I make my way through my day because I know it will bring me down.
So I'm setting it aside.
Fortunately, the world is full of books I haven't read yet. I searched my TBR pile and came up with something hardboiled and American. It will still be noir, I'm sure, but the kind that entertains partly because it doesn't feel real. I want noir that I know will never happen to me.
"The Ice Beneath Her" is like a hook in my flesh.
I'm hoping that "Huntress Moon", its replacement for the Modern Noir square, will be more like a double shot expresso on a sleepy morning.