J.A. Whiting, the author of Red Julie (An
Olivia Miller Mystery Book 2), has written books for at least four other
series. All of these other series have ‘cozy
mystery’ in the title. This series
doesn’t. And while the change in title
might imply a clean break from the style and characters of a cozy, the book
doesn’t quite achieve it. It still has
the syrup typical of the genre, e.g., “Olivia nodded as she slathered the jam on her scone and took a
chomp out of it. She laughed and wiped her mouth with her napkin. 'Yum,' she
managed.”
I’m not sure eating a scone is worth a chuckle in any other genre. But it also has gore that no cozy would condone,
with gruesome deaths, torture, and mutilation.
Yeah, no kidding. I’m not saying
the mixture is bad, but it’s…unusual.
The characters of Red
Julie are quite likeable, although perhaps a bit stereotypic…or maybe, cozy-typic. The men are sensitive, thoughtful, and for
some reason, always want to cook something for Olivia to eat. Olivia is smart and spunky. But there are inconsistencies as well. For example, at one point, Olivia is going to
impersonate a police officer to get information. Even if she isn’t in law school yet, she
should know better.
The pacing is somewhat inconsistent, being fast during the
scenes of violence, but not so much in the other three-quarters of the
book. Part of the reason is the
repetition of clues. The mumbled
phrases, discovered papers, and overheard rumors that create uncertainty about
the culprits are repeated a lot. Also, the
transition from action back to speculation disrupts the flow a bit. After a high-speed chase in heavy traffic,
including an escape that involved a last-minute, cut-across-lanes to a rest
area ploy, the story nearly stops when Olivia passes it off as nothing,
wondering if “…she
misperceived that the car was following her.”
That’s a head scratcher of the type the
author probably didn’t intend.
And finally, there’s the question that’s common to a lot of
amateur sleuth novels: why is this
untrained, ill-prepared amateur is investigating rather than the
authorities? The answer – because the
police won’t – seems a bit unbelievable after the brutal killing of a very
well-to-do individual. But its fiction,
after all.