Title: Somebody Killed His Editor | Holmes & Moriarity #1
Author: Josh Lanyon
Publishing Date: June 16th, 2009
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Rating: ♥ ♥ / 2.5 blissful hearts
The road back to bestsellerdom can be deadly.
Holmes & Moriarity, Book 1
Thanks to an elderly spinster sleuth and her ingenious cat, Christopher Holmes has enjoyed a celebrated career as a bestselling mystery writer. Until now. Sales are down and his new editor is allergic to geriatric gumshoes.
On the advice of his agent, he reinvents his fortyish, frumpy, recently dumped self into the sleek, sexy image of a literary lion, and heads for a Northern California writers conference to try and resurrect his career. A career nearly as dead as the body he stumbles over in the woods.
In a weirdly déjà vu replay of one of his own novels, he finds himself stranded in an isolated lodge full of frightened women—and not a lawman in sight. Except for J.X. Moriarity, former cop and bestselling novelist. The man with whom he shared a one-night stand—okay, maybe three—long ago. The man who wants to arrest him for murder.
A ruthless, stalking killer, or a hot, handsome ex-lover. Which poses the greater danger? It’s elementary, my dear Holmes!
This book contains a washed-out bridge, an isolated hunting lodge, desperate writers, guilty secrets, a killer on the loose, and one very hot ex-cop who wants his former lover in handcuffs—for all the wrong reasons!
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Much as the cover captivated me, much as the blurb (and Samhain’s witty product warning) made me smile and tingle all over, this books just never caught my interest enough to keep me anticipating each new page.
Somebody Killed My Editor is definitely a book with great characters and a lasting plot, which very well could have taken me in and made this an all time favourite for me. One of reasons why I even picked it up was due to the overwhelming reviews and ratings it had gotten at GoodReads. However, as mentioned, it never did capture me, but that does not mean the plot was bad or the character dull – quite the opposite.
Christopher ‘Kit’ Holmes is your average bestselling, middle aged author trying to make his comeback in a world littered with chick lits and lady authors in pink. Having been ‘forced’ to a weekend writer conference by his agent Rachel, the last person he wanted to see was his weekend hook-up from a long time ago, J.X. Moriarity. Stumbling upon a dead body on the way to said conference on a rainy night was not how he imagined it all to start, either.
Kit is a sarcastic character, happily droning on in his head about theories and idiotic editors, as well as fellow writers who should all dig their own graves. He is witty in an atypical way and will make you smile those quirky little smiles you cannot resist doing.
J.X. Moriarity, five years Kit’s senior, is the cool-headed ex-cop with a body to die for, who is ready to suspect everyone and their mother during the murder investigation. He has the cool facade we are all oh so familiar with from reading these law enforcement M/M books and doesn’t go out of his way for anyone.
Kit’s and J.X.’s banter back and forth as well as the sexual tension between is them is part of what is keeping this story running. Unfortunately, I am far more used to books with more sex scenes and more explicit language than this, so that may be partly why it never caught me. It is not a bad book by any stretch of the imagination and if you do like plot driven M/M books, this is definitely one to pick up for you.
One of my greater annoyances is the constant female attention in this book. I have a strong dislike for females in books in general (hypocritic female much? Perhaps, but that is how things are), and Rachel pushed all my red buttons. She was attention seeking, kept on appearing at innapropiate times (in my mind) and was an all around annoyance to read about. She seemed to only care about her own situation and her own fan scare, no matter what else might be implied. Next of, I had a hard time with the female author dating a man half her senior. I am an open-minded person, but that is another thing I have no wish to read about in an M/M book – nor the whole petting story between them.
Females are always a pet peeve and sore spot for me, but this book was a bit too plot driven for my tastes. It started out with a humouristic tone, but slowly fell a part as I kept on reading. I quickly missed some action in the beginning and the time between dialouges with mere descriptions and ’empty’ talk took up far too much space. I am a very dialouge driven person and I like them quick and witty and to be devoured – unfortunately, not the case here.
Again, do you enjoy books heavy on the plot and less so on the sex scenes, I would recommend this one to you. Editing done on this book was well done as well.