Female Serial Killers, Peter Vronsky

It took me a long time to read this book, because I had to keep taking breaks from it.

Since the author keeps to the widest definition of serial killer, the book is extra depressing and creepy. Like the woman who drugged her little sister so her boyfriend could rape the sister on christmas eve. (The sister died during the act.) The whole book is filled with horrible people.

I had a few problems with the author. I know beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but he kept calling women who were plain at worst ugly. And he's obsessed with their weight for some damn reason. It's like the biography of Shirley Jackson I tried to read that just kept going on and on about her weight problems, like that was the most important thing about her. You don't see this sort of thing in books about dudes.

There were a few other things about this book that bugged me, but it was probably mostly the glee Vronsky shows in telling you that not only was this person sick and horrible, she was also Ugly that got on my nerves.

Over My Dead Body, Rex Stout

Nero Wolfe winds up taking another case for free when a woman claiming to be his daughter is accused of murder.

Ceremony, Robert B. Parker

At Susan Silverman's request, Spenser goes looking for a girl who's become a prostitute. But his inquiries get some people really mad, and it soon becomes clear that there is way more going on.

Pretty good Spenser novel. But it was pretty weird when he said "dildo," because I was imagining him as Robert Urich.