It might have been wiser to go with Agatha Christie's Miss Marple or Alexander McCall Smith's Precious Ramotswe, but I really liked the idea of fitting J.B. Fletcher into my book reports somehow. Should have known that a novel spin-off from a television series might not be all that I'd hoped for. Traditionally, I haven't had the best of luck with movie or television tie-ins. I did read a couple X-Files books in my day, as well as one Indiana Jones book. Huh? Yeah. Pretty sure it was about Stonehenge, so double nerd bonus.
Still, it is what it is. I can't pretend that I didn't know what I was getting myself into. And it wasn't the worst thing I've ever read. I did enjoy that the book brought J.B. Fletcher into this century in a weird way--she checks emails and accompanies her young driver to a sale at Old Navy. Surreal.
1. Angela Lansbury, by Carla Marinho; 2. Savannah mansion, by Savannah for 91 Days; 3. Forsyth Park, by Georgian Gentility; 4. Tall windows, via Rainbow; 5. Plates, by Angela Cox of Southern Weddings; 6. Staircase, via Secret Kingdom; 7. Skirt and blouse, by Monsoon, via Positively Noteworthy; 8. 80s brick patterned blouse, via ASOS Marketplace; 9. Peabody Pullover, by Brooklyn Tweed; 10. Judith with the Head of Holofernes, by Cristofano Allori, via Terminartors; 12. Poinsettia lead glass Tiffany lamp, via Christie's; 12. Tulip Staircase ghost, via Moonslipper.