Judy Fitzwater's comic mystery tour de force, originally published by Ballantine Books, is finally available in electronic format.
Jennifer Marsh is a mystery writer with a stack of eight unpublished manuscripts and rejection letters to match filling her closet. She's sure that if she can just get famous for something, someone will have to publish her books. Why not murder?
She'll find a target so mean that she'd actually be doing the world a favor by bumping him or her off. And she knows just the person:
Penney Richmond, a high-powered literary agent who's made it her job to ruin people's lives. All Jennifer has to do is frame herself, do the deed, and come out with an iron-clad alibi, and she'll be well on her way to getting a three book deal. So what if she chickens out at the last minute? A vegetarian good girl who rescued a greyhound could never actually kill someone. But when Penney is found murdered and the police think Jennifer did it, she’d better find the real murderer before she goes away... for life.
Along with her eccentric writer's group, spunky old ladies with a nose for sleuthing, her neurotic greyhound, and a sexy, sarcastic reporter named Sam, Jennifer embarks on a journey filled with danger, deception, and disguises that could leave her Dying to Get Published...
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Don't give up on this book
I almost gave up on this book twice. After 150 pages I thought that it was enough. I kept on and it got better with every page. It turned out to be a very enjoyable read. I was happy that I continued. One thought to the author, see if you can do anything with the first third of the book. It is to drab and can make someone miss a real good book.
This is an interesting book with likable characters. An interesting mix of ages.
Almost amazing book
This book is greatly written. It keeps the readers attention through until the end. I would have rated it 5 stars except the very end left something to be desired. It was not a great transition from solving of the main crime to the final book publishing.