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Scarpetta 21: Dust, Patricia Cornwell

Benton, Scarpetta’s husband, a FBI profiler, is away working on three linked murders of women in Washington DC, but his expertise is being ignored, disparaged even. And then the body of a murdered woman appears in Cambridge (Massachusetts, that is), Scarpetta’s jurisdiction, and it’s clear it’s connected to the three in Washington, even if it seems to contradict the prevailing theory held by the FBI about the crimes.

Scarpetta, Benton, Lucy and Marino find themselves trying to identify a serial killer who, it seems, is being protected by someone powerful, at least to the extent the FBI agent in charge of the investigation is ignoring evidence and focusing instead on a teenager who disappeared seventeen years before.

Once again, Scarpetta’s reputation is under attack, as are her family and relationships, but this time she sets out to methodically prove every point of her – and Benton’s – theory of the crimes, and so bring down the FBI agent deliberately misleading everyone. As in other books in the series, the murderer is more than human, almost as if the nearest the US can get to real-life superheroes are serial killers, which is pretty damn sick no matter which way you look at it. It might even be said crime novels which focus on serial killer stories – as so many of the Scarpetta series have – have much in common with fantasy or science fiction. True, one of the reasons I like the Scarpetta series is because Cornwell details the forensic science used – which does occasionally read like science fiction (much like the many CSI TV series).

Another draw is Cornwell’s focus on characterisation. Her cast are not enigmatic, phlegmatic, whimsical or just sketched-in, as is usually the case in crime fiction. She started out using first-person narratives, then switched to third-person omniscient before moving back again to first-person, except now there’s far more interiority and Scarpetta’s every thought is worked through implacably.

Dust (2013, USA) is one of the better books in the series, even though the plot centres around an implausible serial killer, and a defining event occurs off-stage and is far too easy to be credible. There’s also a fascinating article about Cornwell after the novel in the ebook edition, highlighting the many parallels between Cornwell herself and her characters, especially Scarpetta and Lucy..


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An exaggeration

As Mark Twain said regarding his published death – and after four years I’m tempted to bring this blog back to life. I’d become dissatisfied with posting 100-word rants about the books I’d read and the films I’d seen, so I felt I needed to walk away. And I was annoyed at the unwanted changes WordPress had made to its editor.

But the habit dies hard – the habit of reviewing, that is; although I suppose the habit of ranting is equally enduring. Soon after shuttering this blog, I started posting longer, actual proper, reviews of books on Medium – see here – and a year or two later, I began posting shorter book reviews on Facebook. It occurred to me recently I might as well post the latter here as well. I’ll continue to post them on Facebook and LibraryThing, but I’ll leave the longer reviews to Medium… And I may well branch out here and post more than just book reviews. But no rants.

Hopefully, posting reviews here will generate conversations much as it has done on Facebook – although not just among friends. Social media these days is a cesspit – actual posts by friends are in the minority on your Facebook timeline, Xitter is a shit-filled bearpit populated by fascist morons, and Bluesky started off well but is now pretty much doom-scrolling…

Maybe it’s time for a second lease of life for the blogosphere. We shall see. Or not.