Since I finished Unseen Academicals and it was my traveling book I needed a new one. My Bookman went into the dim depths of our frigid this time of year basement library looking for a book for himself on Saturday and came up with a book for me too. Miss Zukas and the Library Murders by Jo Dereske. It seemed like it might be just the thing for my next travel book.

But last night I decided I’d start reading it while on the exercise bike just to make sure it was going to be good and I wasn’t going to get stuck with a disappointing book. I either had a premonition or completely jinxed a good book. I gave it two chapters to make me want to keep reading but I just couldn’t. That didn’t stop me from turning to the end of the book to find out who did it though and see how it all ended. In fact by doing that I feel as though I had the right kind of reading experience with the book. I got the beginning and the ending and didn’t have to put up with the prim Miss Zukas exclaiming, “Oh Faulkner!” when she really wanted to say “fuck!” That little schtick was so contrived it grated the first time it happened and when it happened a second time I had to resist the urge to grind my teeth.

What I couldn’t stand was how the different parts of Miss Zukas’ character didn’t seem to go together. Instead of it prompting me to think that maybe this woman who was late to work in the opening chapter because she had to race back into her apartment to close the blinds to keep the sun from fading her pristine pink and beige decor (the book takes place in the early 90s can you tell?) had a secret and/or suppressed wild side:

She kept an electric water-forced tooth and gum cleaner beside her bathroom sink. A warning came with it which read, “Do not use on personal body parts.” Curious, Miss Zukas had, and found it quite pleasant, but usually she carefully tended her teeth with it and hadn’t had a cavity in six years.

Things like that just seemed out of place with this uptight woman who, by my guess from clues in the book, is 36-years-old. Maybe the problems stem from this book being the first in a series, or maybe I just wasn’t in the mood for this book after all. So much for that book.

The next book that got promoted to travel book is one I got from the library, Brohumil Hrabal’s Closely Watched Trains. I know this one will be good.

Advertisement