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MY BOOK BEGINNING
Simon Alastair pushed away the barely touched breakfast that houseboy/chef Jude Hexam had laid before him.
-- The Edwin Drood Murders by Christopher Lord, to be released later this month.
This is the second in Lord's series of mysteries set in the Dickens Junction, Oregon. The hero, Simon Alastair, is the owner of the local book store, Pip's Passage, and an amateur sleuth. Here, Alastair is the co-chair of the Droodist convention -- a celebration of Charles Dickens' unfinished last novel, The Mystery of Edwin Drood -- when murder and chicanery visit Dickens Junction.
The Christmas Carol Murders kicked off the series. I confess that I started the book, but have hit a snag. I don't like that Simon Alastair only sells books in his bookstore that he has read himself. I know it is fiction, but the arrogance of the idea appalls me.