I just started reading Janet Evanovich Stephanie Plum Detective Series last money. There are 9 books out ( 10th is due in June) I am up to seven.
I have lost the key to my van. Just that key all the other keys that I never use are naturally intact, but my plans of going to the library to pick up books 7,8 & 9 and waste the rest of the day away reading while the kids do God-Knows-What are completely thwarted. I took the key off so my husband could use the rest of my keys to let himself into my mom’s house. My van key is somewhere around the house.
I am having dreams about Ranger & Morelli.
I’m torn between who I would pick if I were in her 4 inch fuck me pumps.
She’s sooooo sexy, too. I mean in a somewhat-trashy girl-next-door kind of way. The area of Trenton where she’s based is a real place, of course, and I believe at least one of the tertiary characters is based on a real cop.
Love the series.
There’s a Christmas book, too, Shirley. It’s not part of the series, exactly, and it’s pretty short, but it’s pretty good.
Read them all, including the Xmas one. They’re literary junk food - tasty but not very filling.
That said, some of the running gags – the cars getting destroyed, her grandmother’s hijinks, and so forth – start sounding a little formulaic by book seven.
I always thought Ranger was sexy, but Morelli was an asshole. Now that Ranger isn’t quite as mysterious as he once was, he’s a little less sexy. Morelli is growing on me. He puts up with alot, and that’s always endearing.
I actually started reading them when the first book was the only one released. I’ve loved Evanovich’s books ever since I discovered some of her old Loveswept romances back in high school. I literally have almost everything the woman has published, barring a few out-of-print exceptions that are supposed to be re-released.
I have this mental image of Morelli as Ray Liotta and Ranger as this guy who worked at gym I used to go to. (I have no mental image of Stephanie, I can’t quite conjure one up.) I vascillate between thinking good things about Morelli/Ray and being enamored at the idea of Ranger/gym guy being this man of mystery with this quietly smoldering desire for a woman who he routinely calls “Babe,” an appellation I generally loathe but find utterly quiver-inducing when Morelli says it to Stephanie.
I can’t wait for Ten to come out. I’m already on the waiting list at our public library. I’m #19 out of 107 holds, so clearly there are a lot of fans.
i love the books. so far 2,4, and 6 are my favourites. i had gotten quite a few people addicted to the plum series. i am anx. awaiting number ten and have read all the little chapter teasers on www.evanovich.com
when i first started i read one a day from 1-7 then had to wait 2 months for 8. i have met janet and alex evanovich at book signings and they are a major hoot and really, very nice. i went to a book reading and signing in nyc last year, good grief! did my tummy hurt from laughing.
the books are like a handfull of cadbury mini eggs, a fun, wonderful, treat.
Everytime Ranger calls her Babe, I get all squishy inside. Same thing for Morelli and his “Cupcake.”
However, the bit back in #1 about him playing choo choo with her has always weirded me out.
Coincidentally, I’m rereading the series too! They’re fun, funny addictive fluff, perfect antidote for when real life gets hectic.
I have a book with me constantly at work, these are perfect to be able to open and shut fortyeleven times a day and be right back into the correct emotional space immediately. A pal loaned me 1-9 and it’s great reading them one right after another, I’d never even seen the holiday one before, whatta bonus.
'fess up, who toasts yer marshmallow, Ranger or Morelli?
I keep flipflopping between them, right now I’m convinced Morelli’s the dreamiest.
I find it embarrassing to admit that I read them, too. But they are fun!
Something that grates on my nerves though, is that she has certain “pet words” that she uses to death. Like it’s never pavement or whatever, it’s always “macadam”… something grey is always “gunmetal grey”…
What author was it who always described every character as having a ‘generous mouth’ or ‘generous lips’ or something? God that drove me nuts.
Uhhgg, I know exactly what you mean. Now that you mention it, of course, I can only think of one example, but this is one of the most widespread crimes in cheap fiction.
I remember reading a book many years ago wherein the main character would never go home and drink a beer, he would go home and “pop a bud.” Over. And over. And over again.
Yes, and I’m convinced Evanovich actually has very little to do with those books. The writing style just isn’t the same, and the books are actually rather stupid. None of the characters are quite as likable either.
