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Booked for a Hanging by Bill Crider: A review

 

This book has languished on my reading list for months and I'm really no longer sure how it got there. I know it must have been recommended to me because it is not the kind of thing that I usually read but I'm not certain who I should credit for that. If it was you, then thank you. It was quite enjoyable and a fast read.

This is actually the sixth in the series about Sheriff Dan Rhodes of fictional Blacklin County, Texas, somewhere between Houston and Dallas. So, East Texas. I've not read any of the earlier books but this one worked well enough as a standalone. I'm sure I would have understood more about the recurring characters if I had read the earlier books, but the author did a good job of including essential information regarding the background.

The county is rural and quite sparsely populated and Sheriff Rhodes seems to fit it perfectly. He is an easy-going folksy kind of sheriff who knows the people of his county very well. Remember Sheriff Andy Taylor (Griffith) from tv? That kind of guy. His toughest jobs usually involve things like investigating for a stolen herd of cattle and he does a little of that in this book, but then a more urgent crime demands his attention.

A rare book dealer named Simon Graham has just moved to the county from Houston which seems a bit strange considering the demographic, but never mind. Graham had bought a dilapidated warehouse for his business. But then his body is found hanging in the building. The death has all appearances of suicide but Sheriff Rhodes' instinct tells him otherwise. And, of course, his instinct is right. As he gets into his investigation, he learns that Graham was in fact more of a conman than an actual entrepreneur which may go a long way toward explaining his move to Blacklin County. 

Conman he may have been but he was rumored to have had in his possession a particularly valuable rare book and soon several interested parties have arrived on the scene to search for the book, much to the chagrin of the sheriff. But is one of them responsible for the man's death? Because, of course, it was murder.

Meanwhile, back at the jailhouse where Rhodes seems to mostly spend his working hours, the two jailhouse employees are in a dither of excitement over the installation of the department's new computer. (Maybe I missed it but I didn't see any indication of the time frame of the action of the novel, which bothered me a bit.) Rhodes is less enamored of the new instrument and still more likely to depend on his observations and instinct rather than on any information that the computer can dig up for him. He's worried that if he doesn't solve the murder soon, a Texas Ranger will be sent in to investigate and he doesn't want that!

The book's plotting is pretty predictable and holds no real surprises but it is smooth and the author obviously knows what he's doing. There's quite a lot of gentle humor, mostly from the activities of some of the eccentric oddball county locals. The character of Sheriff Rhodes is a thoroughly likable one and I can understand why this series is a favorite with many readers. This was a nice comfort read and a change of pace for me. And I especially appreciated the clever title of the book - a rare book dealer found hanging. Booked for a Hanging.

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


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  1. Bill Crider was a friend. He lived in my town and taught at the community college here. We often talked books. His stories are just like he was...genuinely nice.

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    1. How lovely to hear that. It's unusual (for me) to read a book peopled with thoroughly nice characters. It made for a good change of pace.

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    1. It definitely made me smile when I realized what they had done.

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  3. i've heard of Mr. Crider before somewhere; i think i read one of his books, actually... this one sounds like my sort of thing, i'll see if the library has a copy... TX!

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    1. I can't say I had heard of him before until this experience although I might have heard and it didn't register with me. But he has created an interesting character in Sheriff Rhodes so if you do decide to read him I think you'll like him.

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  4. Sounds like a nice change of pace kind of read even if it was a bit predictable.

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  5. That title really catches the eye. I love it!

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  6. I met Bill on a few occasions and enjoyed talking to him about his "feminist westerns." I kept asking him when he was going to give us the third book in the series, but sadly, it never happened. He was a genuinely nice man.

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    1. I'm amazed at the number of books he wrote, especially in the Dan Rhodes series. I note the last one was published after his death.

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  7. I don't mind predictable if everything else works.

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  8. Sounds like an interesting series set in Texas. Nice find!

    I like comfort reads periodically as well. It makes a nice break for heavier reads of when the busyness of like take over.

    Nice book title indeed. Very appropriate.

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    1. The title was probably the cleverest thing about it, but it was a good read.

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    2. Lol, apparently I didn't proofread one of my sentences from above... It should have read "It makes a nice break from heavier reads or when the busyness of life takes over."

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