My ever faithful book-loving friend sent me Death by Chick Lit. It fills a great niche that she and I both read. We both love a good mystery and we both love a good mindless chick lit novel. So, when there's a chance to merge the two, it seems like a win-win situation. Lynn Harris's novel definitely fit that category.
Death by Chick Lit is a hilarious, satirical story about the media frenzy to publish anything and everything. Lola Sommerville, the novel-writing heroine, finds herself in the middle of a murder spree with fellow chick lit authors as the victims. Lola works to solve the crime for her own future in book writing while simultaneously feeling irked that the killer has not made her a target as well.
Harris pokes fun at everything in her novel. Situated in New York City, she describes the large bookstore - Starbooks - which she and her husband go to to stand in line for Harry Potter XIII, and the recently built Organic Depot.
There is nothing deep or meaningful about this novel. It is not the type of book that you will walk away from and feel more enlightened for having read it. But, if you need a break, you want something light and entertaining, and you want to put a book down and find a smile on your face, read Death by Chick Lit. It's a kick.