Ha ha ha ha ha. Best blurb ever:
"This time Elizabeth Peters has gone too far. The woman has been annoying me for years. She's a fairly good writer, actually, and this is probably her best book. Per usual it's funny and exciting, but this time she has gone overboard on the romantic stuff in flagrant imitation of me. This is actionable! I shall demand a share of the royalties!"
--Barbara Michaels*, author of Houses of Stone
Vicky Bliss knows a lot about a lot of things. Egyptology is not one of them. Despite that, when the need arises for an operative to help foil a robbery attempt on a Nile cruise, her old friend Karl from the Munich Police Department recommends her. She hems and haws and gets all bent out of shape (as Vicky will), but she ends up going.
Almost the first person she runs into when she arrives is, of course, John Smythe. And his mother. And his new bride. Yep. Bell, book and candle, John Smythe is married. For real. To the anti-Vicky.
Even though it's chock-a-block full of references to old country songs and Vicky's other adventures and even though there is a romance novelist on board** and there are a few references to Ameila Peabody***, Night Train to Memphis isn't one of my favorites**** -- the first half is very angsty, and I prefer my Vicky angst-free.
However, if the first half wasn't so angsty, the second half wouldn't be quite as awesome. (See? I can be reasonable.) And the second half is VERY awesome -- if you haven't realized that Schmidt is the coolest guy ever before reaching this point, it'll happen here. (And if it doesn't, I don't know if we can be friends anymore. Seriously.) If Schmidt isn't a draw (WHAT??), there're some great moments between John and an old school chum... and yes, OF COURSE between John and Vicky. AND there are a few moments that suggest John's family may be related to the Peabody-Emerson clan (see ***).
Up until very recently, this was the last Vicky Bliss book. The end of this book feels very much like the end of a series -- and up until recently, I was okay with that. I don't mind re-reading the same five books over and over and over again. But now I've got The Laughter of Dead Kings to look forward to -- and I'm pretty confident that soon, I'll have six books to read over and over and over again. Ah, Bliss*****.
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*For those not In The Know, Barbara Michaels IS Elizabeth Peters.
**EP is particularly hilarious when she picks on romance novelists. Want proof? Read Die for Love.
***Does the fact that I love those moments make me a fangirl? Probably. Oh well.
****My favorites, in order: #4, #2, #3, #5, #1. But let's face it -- that's just varying degrees of lurrrve.
*****See what I did there? I am a comic GENIUS.
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Previously:
Borrower of the Night
Street of the Five Moons
Silhouette in Scarlet
Trojan Gold
Oh, you think Schmidt is awesome now? Just wait...
Posted by: Elizabeth | 22 October 2008 at 10:58 AM
What Elizabeth said.
I have decided on my new order of favorites, including #6. I might have to reread it before it gets an official spot. But I agree with #4, then #2. The rest cluster together.
Posted by: jess | 22 October 2008 at 02:57 PM
Schmidt gets awesomer and awesomer as the series goes on, so it stands to reason that he'd practically be exploding with awesome in #6. Looking forward to it...
Posted by: Leila | 23 October 2008 at 07:26 AM
I'm so glad that you mentioned EP & BM are the same person because I've been saying that for YEARS and no one believed me. No One. So many No Ones that I began to doubt myself but was too lazy to look it up.
So, thank you Leila! My faith in myself is restored!
Posted by: Jackie Parker | 24 October 2008 at 02:34 PM
It's funny you know. Sherrilyn Kenyon did a quote from herself as Kinley Macgregor a few years ago and she got hammered for it. I think it's amusing, especially something like the example you give.
This is my next read in this series. I am looking forward to it.
Posted by: Marg | 26 October 2008 at 04:07 PM