Parlez-Vous Murder?
Book 1 of the Stranded in Provence Mysteries
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My name is Jules Hooker. I have lived through a few crappy moments in my life—and with a name like Hooker, you can just imagine—but nothing, nothing, compares to the two intensely and world-shatteringly crappy things that happened to me this last June.
Three, I guess, if you count Gilbert.
After my boyfriend dumped me on the day I thought he was going to propose, I’d have to say two other really bad things happened last June. The first would have to be the dead body I discovered in the rental house in France where I went to get over being dumped.
The second—and very possibly I should have led with this—was the dirty bomb that exploded over the Riviera throwing me and everyone else in France back to the 1950s.
So now I’m stranded here—trying to make a living by solving murders the old fashioned way — without help from DNA, databases, CSI crime labs or the police.
And I’m doing it in France.
Where I do not speak the language.
During the apocalypse.
Sound like fun?
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Interesting idea …
The author is brave to construct a special kind of blackout (power and electronics outage), without bothering to get the details also logically sound and technically right. Of course, a reader can imagine a story world, in which electronics does not work and fail the way it works and fails in reality. However, a technically correct or almost correct description would have been easier to read and much more convincing, than this concoction of right and wrong details, which constantly distracts from the story itself.
There are many cliches about France in the story, which is partly annoying, partly just laughable.
The American way of feeling superior becomes a real laughing stock, because on one hand some elements of the French living environment are described as “prehistoric”, on the other hand normal and frequent blackouts/power outages in Atlanta are described and trees are named as a reason.
I live in a part of Europe with many, many trees and forests and the last very short power outage I experienced was decades ago - despite winter storms and snow. There may be some parts of Europe where blackouts are more frequent, but I never heard of any in which power outages are normal like in Atlanta (as described by the author). So much about, which living conditions are more “ancient” or “prehistoric”.
I would have preferred a description, which accounts for the differences between France and America in a more sensible and respectful way and I suppose, a typical Frenchwoman/Frenchman reading the book, would be really annoyed.
Please excuse, if there are any errors in my English: for me it is a foreign language.