In all the excitement about Crimes of Grindelwald, the fact that a new book written by Jo Rowling is less than two weeks old seems to almost have been overlooked. But the hefty Lethal White does not deserve to be overlooked; it’s the most elegant thing Jo has written in about a decade.
Check out our review of Robert Galbraith’s “Career of Evil”!
Despite coming off the success of two big cases, all is not well for Cormoran Strike and Robin Ellacott when “Career of Evil”, the third installment of Robert Galbraith’s detective series, picks up. Sure, things are going well enough for Cormoran, who’s dating the glamorous Elin, and whose business is booming, but Robin’s relationship with her fiancé Matthew has never been worse – they’re fighting almost every day about Robin’s job and her (strictly platonic, whatever Matthew may think!) relationship with Strike. Of course, things get a lot messier once Robin receives a severed leg in the mail. This time, Strike and Robin not only have to solve the case – but hope the killer doesn’t catch up to them.
Robert Galbraith’s first novel enjoyed great financial and critical success even before he turned out to be J. K. Rowling, she of the Harry Potter series. The excitement of being a first-time author all over again seems to have spurred her imagination, bringing us this second Cormoran Strike mystery. I think it is as scintillating as the first installment, and if you’ll forgive the slight spoiler, I look forward to following what promises to be an ongoing series.
After months of waiting, we’ve finally got the official MuggleNet review of “The Silkworm”! Read our thoughts, and then let us know your own!
Here is a most satisfying recent example of the classic type of private-eye novel. The detective is the whimsically named Cormoran Strike, an ex-military policeman whose career in the army ended when a roadside bomb took away half a leg. His name has nothing to do with his father, a philandering superstar rock musician with whom he has no relationship whatever, and a lot to do with his “supergroupie” mother, who was flaky and impractical and died with a heroin needle stuck in her arm. He is 35 years old, up to his ears in debt, picking up the pieces after the end of a stormy 15-year relationship with a beautiful woman called Charlotte, and struggling to keep his business afloat while sleeping on a camp-bed in his office. Yet, perhaps surprisingly, he is a very determined, methodical investigator. He has a special gift for drawing answers out of people who don’t want to be questioned. And when he looks at the evidence of a celebrity death that the police declared to be suicide, he sees a different picture emerge.