A first for her and not a badly written piece all things together.
A crazily named heroine, Brooklyn, chasing after a killer and a book restoration for Faust. Well, it could be better, and oh so much worse. XD The thing I liked about this book was two-fold: it was a fast read (read it last weekend) and it has some of the craziest people you could ever imagine, unless you're from San Francisco. Which I am. So there.
Hippy parents, crazy preachers, Sonoma, wine, food, San Francisco hills, people, antique books, snarky protagonist thoughts - it's all there.
There were some minor editorial needs that missed, and it is a first book so there were issues there, which I frankly ignored because it was a first book. But the one thing...the absolute ONE thing that stuck out and baby it was a bute! PALM TREES DOWN THE MIDDLE OF MARKET STREET.
No. Honey, that's YOUR town of Ventura. SF doesn't HAVE palms on Market. Never has. And a quick trip to maps.google.com and their wonderful pictures would have told you that. Well, maybe just a quick trip up from La-la land. But hey! At least she got the majority of it right!
I'd give this book 5 stars, but that would show my prejudice. It's worth about 2 really. That's it.
