At least I read one book this year that wasn't for book club!
Rainbow Black by Maggie Thrash, which is slightly deceptively marketed as "part murder mystery, part gay international fugitive love story." Like: there is a part where someone gets murdered and no one knows who did it. And there is a part where the gay protagonist is in Montreal with her partner, having adopted a new identity and having not quite successfully escaped responsibility for the crimes of her youth. But it's nothing like a genre murder mystery; it's a little like a love story; the tagline makes it seem rather exciting and glamorous, and: no.
( minimal spoilers )
Rainbow Black by Maggie Thrash, which is slightly deceptively marketed as "part murder mystery, part gay international fugitive love story." Like: there is a part where someone gets murdered and no one knows who did it. And there is a part where the gay protagonist is in Montreal with her partner, having adopted a new identity and having not quite successfully escaped responsibility for the crimes of her youth. But it's nothing like a genre murder mystery; it's a little like a love story; the tagline makes it seem rather exciting and glamorous, and: no.
( minimal spoilers )