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A review by see_sadie_read
A Kind of Justice by Renee James
3.0
I'm having a complicated reaction to this book. To start with, I didn't know it was a sequel until I came to Goodreads to review it, after finishing it. So, now I wonder what I missed, having not read book one. One the upside, the fact that I never felt I was missing anything until I knew there was a previous book means it stands alone just fine.
Secondly, I liked Bobbi. I loved her relationship to her ex-wife. I thought it was one of the sweetest things I've read in a while. It wasn't perfect, they had some issues to work through. But work through them they did and made a family of sorts and I LOVED that. I liked that Bobbi had close platonic friends and that generational differences within communities was addressed. Not to mention that she was a tad older than the average heroine.
I disliked the detective, but appreciate the transformative journey he went through. I liked the possible love interest and that the book doesn't end with an unrealistic perfect Happily Ever After. It might get there, but wasn't at the end of this novel.
I liked that this book isn't just a murder mystery with a transgendered main character. In a very real way, it's about being a transgendered woman around whom there is a mystery. It's why I picked the book up in fact.
Having said that (and here is my complication because I don't want to sound like I'm saying, 'the trans book was just too trans'), I felt bludgeoned by Bobbi's transgenderism. Trans/transsexual/transgender/transwoman/transwomen/tranny is used 197 times in the 320 page book, not counting that the charity is called TransRising and any time it's talked about but not named. Now, my issue isn't with the individual words or subject that I felt bludgeoned by, but that I felt bludgeoned at all.
I don't want to take away from the importance of Bobbi's real world experiences. They are important. I rather just mean the writing was heavy-handed at times and the constant emphasis on one aspect of the character, even an important one that would be expected to effect every area of her life, blotted out some others that in a mystery novel needed more page-time to develop.
Other than the occasionally heavy-handed writing and the fact that I thought the book was slow at times, I mostly really enjoyed it (even having not read the first book). I'd be more than happy to read another story by James.
Secondly, I liked Bobbi. I loved her relationship to her ex-wife. I thought it was one of the sweetest things I've read in a while. It wasn't perfect, they had some issues to work through. But work through them they did and made a family of sorts and I LOVED that. I liked that Bobbi had close platonic friends and that generational differences within communities was addressed. Not to mention that she was a tad older than the average heroine.
I disliked the detective, but appreciate the transformative journey he went through. I liked the possible love interest and that the book doesn't end with an unrealistic perfect Happily Ever After. It might get there, but wasn't at the end of this novel.
I liked that this book isn't just a murder mystery with a transgendered main character. In a very real way, it's about being a transgendered woman around whom there is a mystery. It's why I picked the book up in fact.
Having said that (and here is my complication because I don't want to sound like I'm saying, 'the trans book was just too trans'), I felt bludgeoned by Bobbi's transgenderism. Trans/transsexual/transgender/transwoman/transwomen/tranny is used 197 times in the 320 page book, not counting that the charity is called TransRising and any time it's talked about but not named. Now, my issue isn't with the individual words or subject that I felt bludgeoned by, but that I felt bludgeoned at all.
I don't want to take away from the importance of Bobbi's real world experiences. They are important. I rather just mean the writing was heavy-handed at times and the constant emphasis on one aspect of the character, even an important one that would be expected to effect every area of her life, blotted out some others that in a mystery novel needed more page-time to develop.
Other than the occasionally heavy-handed writing and the fact that I thought the book was slow at times, I mostly really enjoyed it (even having not read the first book). I'd be more than happy to read another story by James.