Thursday, April 23, 2009

Don of the Dead by Casey Daniels

sigh The disappointment rages on.

Pepper Martin started life off normal. The daughter of a wealthy plastic surgeon, a country club mother, and her life stitched out in Prada; all of which unraveled when Daddy was hauled away for Medicare malpractice, Mom moved to Florida for a brand new start, Pepper got dumped, then hit her head and that's when her trouble really starts. Enter Don Augustino Scarpetti, aka, Gus. Gus was killed thirty years ago and now he wants to find out who did it and Pepper is the lucky jamoke to figure things out. She figures she's hallucinating due to the bump on the head and returns to the ER to figure out what happens. She literally bumps into Dan who's interested in her brains and not her body and she takes offense to that, but agrees to meet him and discuss her brain. Meanwhile, she's still investigating and meets some of Gus's family, in the business and literal sense. Somebody doesn't like her poking her nose into the family, especially hunky cop Quinn. After a few sidetracks, including losing a potential job to Saks courtesy of Gus, Pepper buckles down and figures out who iced Gus so he may move on and so can the reader.

Got bosom? Apparently the main character does and she's not afraid to use her 38Cs. I've got more than that, but derive less attention than the narrator. I'm missing something here. I guess it must be the twenty-something model body in chic clothing to go with the breast. Maybe it's me and I'm not too hip to understand the latest fashion crazes and not attractive enough for the male gender. Despite all this, I didn't need to be reminded every so many pages about Pepper's breasts and the amazing super power they have. She loves them so much, she can have them.

Thanks to Ms. Daniels, I found a new pet peeve, overuse of the hyphen. Apparently, Miss Pepper or the author felt the need to hyphenate words in a feeble attempt to be cute or create a new word or phrase or whatever. It turns out to be plain annoying. If it had been maybe two or three words hyphenated together occasionally, I might not have gotten annoyed, but when the author hyphenated six or seven words together, I got fed up. It's not even worth looking for an example, plus I've already given the book away.

The only thing that kept me going was Gus. Despite his bad guy status, I really liked the guy, probably because he annoyed Pepper. I had to find out who killed him and if his soul would find peace. That's the only saving grace in this book and I'm a little leery that the author pulled a coincidental piece of information to solve Gus's murder. Oh, well, as long as it came to an end.


hamilcar barca said...

i always wonder about titles like this - did the author start with the witty title, then build a whole story around it?

i once read a murder-mystery called "Silence Of The Hams". it was terrible. the guy gets offed via a rack of hams tipping over on him. yeah, that's believable.

and wouldn't ya know it - the murder gets solved by a coincidental piece of information.

Christina said...

I know when I write a story, I try to come up with a title that's integral to the plot or the character. Sometimes the title has a double meaning. You typically find titles like these in cozies. I can't say what this author was thinking of nor do I want to delve to deeply into the author's head.