At some point, you have to admit defeat — even to a lady with a gun.
I’ve tried. Truly, I have. The Lady With the Gun Asks the Questions by Kerry Greenwood has been sitting on my nightstand for months now, staring at me like a disappointed librarian. I’ve picked it up at least four times, determined to make it past the first chapter, but every time I do… my brain just quietly leaves the room.
It’s not that I don’t like Phryne Fisher. She may be fascinating. But something about this collection just didn’t click for me. Maybe it’s the pacing, maybe it’s the style, or maybe it’s just not the right book at the right time. Whatever the reason, I’m officially DNF’ing this one.
Not every book finds its reader, and that’s okay. On to the next adventure (hopefully one that keeps me awake past page ten).
