Creative would be one - charitable - word for this book. After all, much as I've read, a dearly departed friend providing advice and assisting with mysteries by writing notes that disappear after the intended has read them in the designated notebook is a first. And, despite Aunt Dimity being a series, it is the last time for me.
I expected Aunt Dimity and the Heart of Gold to be a modern take on the cozy, British mystery. Maybe not quite Agatha Christie, but perhaps along the lines of Dorothy Sayers. This seemed reasonable on my part since Nancy Atherton sets her story in the Cotswolds, at Christmas. Unfortunately, I quickly disabused of this notion. Not only did the mystery fail to materialize for ages (or to interest once it did), but I found the writing dull and the story plodding. The characters were not well developed; in fact, I had a difficult time keeping many of them straight. And I couldn't get past Aunt Dimity herself, the departed best friend of the protagonist's mother, who continues to communicate by way of a special notebook and disappearing ink. Twenties Girl, it isn't.
This is a book I skimmed, more than read, and even so debated whether to finish.
One star.
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