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Double Fudge Brownie Murder
by Joanne Fluke
Why do I keep reading these? Have they gotten worse or have they always been this bad? The writing is incredibly simplistic. I have an 11yo and she uses this system at school called Accelerated Reader. They label each book with a reading level basic on it's complexity. I'm quite sure that if this book were in there, it would be written on a low elementary school level. There are exclamation points in odd places that make it look like a child with delusions of writing the great American novel at their age wrote it.
Hannah's an idiot, except when the author's trying to make you think she's a genius with her annoying tidbits of knowledge. There are lots of portions of this book where the most mundane things are explained and explained again. We get an entire paragraph on why Hannah likes to sit in one particular chair in her kitchen, instead of the other three. She never works. She's about to go to trial and legitimately thinks she could be put in jail, but doesn't really seem to care at all. She's not been able to decide between Norman or Mike for 18 books now, but this new guy comes in and all of the sudden he's THE ONE for sure. She's let Mike treat her like crap for ages now. She can't figure out how to work a cell phone.
Then there's everyone else. Doesn't Andrea have a job? She's always helping out at Hannah's cookie shop. When does she do her actual job? Why isn't Lisa pissed? She constantly works 12 hour days getting little to no help from Hannah. Hannah's mom and Doc set her up with Russ, but then seem concerned when Hannah seems to fall for Russ. Mike's an ass.
And how many times do we need an explanation of Feet Up or the Invisible Waitress? Also, that last one? Who does that? If I'm talking and a waitress/waiter comes to our table, I stop talking, thank them for the refill (or whatever) and wait until they go away to start talking, whether I'm talking about something stupid or serious.
And don't get me started on how many recipes are in this book. I counted...there are 84 pages of recipes. Even one for an incredibly simple recipe I always do at Christmas. Here it is: crush one package of Oreos, combine with a block of cream cheese and form into balls. Dip the balls in chocolate and let harden. THAT recipe took up 3 pages in this book.
Gah! But I keep reading. I definitely wouldn't if I had to buy them, but I guess I'll read if the library keeps getting them. Meh.
Hannah's an idiot, except when the author's trying to make you think she's a genius with her annoying tidbits of knowledge. There are lots of portions of this book where the most mundane things are explained and explained again. We get an entire paragraph on why Hannah likes to sit in one particular chair in her kitchen, instead of the other three. She never works. She's about to go to trial and legitimately thinks she could be put in jail, but doesn't really seem to care at all. She's not been able to decide between Norman or Mike for 18 books now, but this new guy comes in and all of the sudden he's THE ONE for sure. She's let Mike treat her like crap for ages now. She can't figure out how to work a cell phone.
Then there's everyone else. Doesn't Andrea have a job? She's always helping out at Hannah's cookie shop. When does she do her actual job? Why isn't Lisa pissed? She constantly works 12 hour days getting little to no help from Hannah. Hannah's mom and Doc set her up with Russ, but then seem concerned when Hannah seems to fall for Russ. Mike's an ass.
And how many times do we need an explanation of Feet Up or the Invisible Waitress? Also, that last one? Who does that? If I'm talking and a waitress/waiter comes to our table, I stop talking, thank them for the refill (or whatever) and wait until they go away to start talking, whether I'm talking about something stupid or serious.
And don't get me started on how many recipes are in this book. I counted...there are 84 pages of recipes. Even one for an incredibly simple recipe I always do at Christmas. Here it is: crush one package of Oreos, combine with a block of cream cheese and form into balls. Dip the balls in chocolate and let harden. THAT recipe took up 3 pages in this book.
Gah! But I keep reading. I definitely wouldn't if I had to buy them, but I guess I'll read if the library keeps getting them. Meh.