Tricia Miles, owner of Haven’t a Clue mystery bookstore, is still settling into Stoneham, New Hampshire, the kind of town where everybody knows your name—and where everyone’s quick to lend a hand, even when murder is afoot . . .

The kinder folks of Stoneham might call Pammy Fredericks a free spirit. The less kind, a freeloading thief. Tricia has put up—and put up with—her uninvited college roommate for weeks. In return, Pammy, has stolen $100, among other things. But the day she’s kicked out, Pammy’s found dead in a dumpster, leaving loads of questions unanswered. Like what was she foraging for? Did her killer want it too? To piece the case together, Tricia will have to dive in head-first.…

I do enjoy this series! Another one of the Tricia Miles-books, third I think, and I am looking for more - I Iove the combination of a mysterybookshop and the small town mysteries. Of course I wouldn't mind if there was even more about books and bookshop in these :)

Now sending forward as a wishlist-tag-game to Kirjakko.

I've read one of this series before and liked it, so I'm looking forward to more bookish murders😮.

I've tagged HerbertLooby with this book and will send it to her (him?) from Britain in a few weeks time, so up it goes on my reading pile (haven't forgotten the Tea Shop Mystery I promised you, Chania...).

Darn! I finished this in the morning and rushed to write a JE which was so long I knew I would be late for work for at least half an hour. And then what - I pressed the wrong button!!!
I think I enjoyed the previous book from the same series more (not perhaps previous in the sense of which they've been written but the one I read before), as I would have prefered a more bookish plot - freegans weren't quite up my ally. I have to admit that I have rescued books from paper recycling bins and just a few weeks ago I got myself a new spinning chair from dumpster (will try to put the picture here), but eating food which has been dumpted - yikes!
Bookcrossing and reading JEs - even my old JEs (I am already six!) - has christallized me something I never really thought about before, not even when I was working in a bookstore, namely that we never experience the books the same way somebody else does, because we mirror them to what we have experienced or read before. If I had read this book when it arrived, I would not have given a second thought to this sentence:
"I've been reading mystery books since I was a little girl. I never, ever expected to know a murder victim. It is terribly upsetting."
One of my friends had worked with somebody who she had sometimes seen outside work as well, but then this workmate found a man my friend didn't like and they went separate ways, both leaving the job as well. A few years passed and there was a big haloo about a couple who was murdered by some schoolboys from "good families" over just a few hundred euros. The murdered man had done some shady business with the boys concerning mobile phones and in the end they got greedy and killed him and his wife, stuffed their bodies in some sportsbags and dumped them in the sea using a motorboat. My friend realized the woman was her ex-workmate and said it felt really surreal following the murder case step by step and thinking she knew the victim.
Three months ago I got to taste what she had told me. I still feel like I am having a bad dream and my friend and ex-workmate cannot really be brutally murdered. She was such a nice and ordinary person, living in rural Finland, surrounded by elderly farmers, minding her own business, not troubling anybody. She merely had bought the wrong farm. How could she end up murdered in her own yard? Because we have such good laws that mentally disturbed, dangerous people have a constitutional right to have excercise. People who are put in an asylum against their own free will are let out for walks on their own - to exercise! Very often they do not come back and then police is alarmed. The murderer had taken several "hikes" before, nurses said he was a walking bomb and should not be let out on his own, but somebody apparently very wise made a mental evaluation and said he should be fine. Then he again did not return from his walk and after four days reached his former home. He went there to kill his mother, but Mommie Dearest had sold the farm and "forgotten" to tell her son. There was only my friend there, so he killed her. This is so awful, so unfair and so unnecessary that I probably will never quite get over it. I know life is not fair, but this angers to no end. Two of the victim's sisters are on sickleave for mental reasons because of this.

The bookish detail I liked in this book was that Stuart Paige's favourite mystery writer was Dick Francis. I do like his books, although the hand which moved the pen was Mrs Francis's... and when she passed away, their son came to rescue, although he wanted his name to appear on the cover as well.

Will be posted to HerbertLooby from the UK. Enjoy!

Thanks so much and I am so sorry that Royal Mail let us down with the ones I sent to you :-(

In a box of books with some HGG goodies. Thanks HerbertLooby! I probably won't read all the books but I will try and find any I don't read, good homes.

A wishlist book going to lils74.

Thank you, Poodlesister, for this kind RABCK - as well as for the BC supplies you slipped inside it! I appreciate you thinking of me and sending it so far.

Note: I just did a search - and found I hadn't realized how long it had been since I'd last read a book in this series, this is going to be fun.
#1, Murder is Binding, I read many years ago, I think as a library book; #2, Bookmarked for Death, was from BC - link here: http://www.bookcrossing.com/journal/10064158/
the author is currently up to #11!

Finished this the other day – 13th? 14th? Enjoyed the beginning very much, lagged a little in the middle, and then enjoyed the end again. Was pleased that unlike the last book in the series, the guilty party was someone I hadn’t factored in. I do just wish that Tricia didn’t feel the need to be so annoying these days. I mean. First she lectures Captain Grant Baker about wearing his seatbelt (apparently not even required by law in that state) to drive a couple of blocks—then when he asks her to keep out of the investigation (totally within the law to ask her that, and he’s not even rude about it) she loses it and accuses him of being a jerk. She’s just so judgmental, and even her reaction to the freegans just seems way, way over the top. I love the idea of these stories—the books, the cat—but sometimes wish Tricia wasn’t so annoying. Still, by the end I was happy with the conclusion. I probably won’t hunt down more in this series, but if they cross my path I’ll be happy to read them for a quick light read.

Forgot to make release notes at the time, but I left this at the Curilo Cafe earlier this week while enjoying one of their delicious "breakfast bagels" - not accurately named, but very tasty and a favourite of mine!

The book is in the basket with newspapers and magazines near the back.