sarah started reading Murder Town by Shelley Burr

Murder Town by Shelley Burr
Gemma Guillory knows her once-charming town is now remembered for one reason, and one reason only.
That three innocent people …
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7% complete! sarah has read 2 of 26 books.
Gemma Guillory knows her once-charming town is now remembered for one reason, and one reason only.
That three innocent people …
Cozy not like cozy mysteries but like cozy robots. It was very sweet and comforting, if you're someone who worries about how you fit into the world and/or how you are or are not separate from your work. I'm not a fan of the style of writing alas
I devoured, but slowly, because there's so much to absorb here. Not sure what coherent thoughts I have, nor am I sure how to think about the ending. But I'm so glad I finally read this!
Set in northern Michigan in the same area my parents had a cottage and so I was flooded with memories of Traverse City and Leelenaw Peninsula and the dunes and cherries. Maybe because of that, I was extra aware of how much their dysfunctional families were completely unlike mine and how much I couldn’t relate to how they respond to that in their adult lives. But also featuring a children’s librarian, so lots to offer! Not enough Cherry Festival!!! And weirdly ZERO Interlochen, which is a big omission.
This was amazing!! Most of the references I see to this book are how great it is as an early openly gay and sympathetic story (no small feat in 1953 England) but it’s also a beautifully written novel. Kinda had mixed feelings about who needed rescuing more but Laurie is the perfect boyfriend.
Oof. I liked a lot about this! It also drove me nuts in ways I haven’t worked out but part of it is captured by the voice in the book that praises a future where we’re all beautiful mutts, and just, fuck you, lady. A vision of a future where different races and ethnicities have children together so we’re all amorphously raced is not the happy vision the book’s liberal voice thinks it is. I didn’t like March much either, fwiw.
It was my year of reading Pym and this was the loneliest and hardest of them all. Maybe because their ages of oldness are much too close to my own age. But also the smallness and bleakness of the long years of that part of post-war London. Still great Pym, because she's Barbara Pym.
I am still really pulled in by this trilogy. Kristin continues to make rough decisions, Erlend continues to be a mistake always, but the inner lives and the sweep of it all, and the deeper look into Simon are all great. I think it’s the deeply realized medieval Norway setting in combination with the really subtle storytelling? The details of political feuds escape me, but it doesn’t really matter
An odd book that explores an evolving art piece in which the author matched other artists with people whose lives had been included in the archives of an LGBTQ society. The idea for the piece—matchmaking and creating queer lineages—is great. But the book focuses relentlessly on the author’s experiences of creating the project rather than the artists’ experiences of making the art, or even conveying those installations so that the reader can experience them. The third part with invited essays from Katz, Tea, and Vargas was great—smart and beautifully written. If you’re a GLAMs person, this can open up lots of thoughts both about how we as researchers and we as institutional workers could create opportunities for public and creative work with our collections.