I guess there is one advantage of being up in the middle of the night. I can get caught up on my reading blog. ; )
After the Sorceress, I was ready to not read fantasy. I was also ready for something short. This is what I came up with and I am so glad I did. In this story, Steve (not Steven) is an avid reader of children's detective stories. When his teacher assigns him to do a report on American Needlework, he suddenly finds himself involved with his own mystery in which he is everyone's top suspect. To clear his name his must use all the sleuthing skills he has learned from the 50 year old detective novels and their accompanying handbook. This is a clever satire of the Hardy Boys books and a total hoot. The author is spot on with every Hardy Boys cliche ever written. I don't know how funny it would be for someone who hadn't read the older stuff, but for those who have, it is loads of fun.
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