Friday, September 6, 2013


The men around Agatha Raisin are like bees around a pollen-filled flower.

In M. C. Beaton's Love, Lies and Liquor, Agatha's beaus fall over each other. Just when Agatha is about to score a romantic coup, another of her long-term beaus comes alone and makes things go wrong.

Agatha's ex-husband James promises to take her on a romantic getaway. The town is not as he remembered it from childhood. It is a dump. The sea is about to wash the town away.

Someone kills one of the shabby hotel's guests using Agatha's lost neck scarf. The woman's husband hires Agatha to discover who killed her.

In the end, two people are murdered. After the police solve the first murder, they try to gloss over what happened in the second. A man abducts and almost kills Agatha. (The man came on to her and was able to lure her away).

Agatha decides to solve the second murder. And in her own stubborn way, she does.

At one point, Agatha's friend Detective Sergeant Bill Wong watched one of Agatha's press conferences. She is also a publicity hog, as regular readers know.

Beaton says of Wong, “He knew of old that Agatha blundered around cases and then sometimes had brilliant flashes of intuition.”

To me, Agatha's main quality is not her intuition. It is her stubbornness.

I always find Agatha Raisin to be light, enjoyable reading.

One other point: I am writing this almost a week after I finished reading the book. What I have written is somewhat vague. We were on a short vacation, so I didn't update the blog until now.

I enjoy reading Agatha, but she fades quickly.


But Agatha was addicted to obsessions. Without one going on in her head, she was left with herself, a state of affairs she did not enjoy.

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