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Her first novel was Excellence Wooden Overcoat.
It features small exclusive club which, to mitigate for membership, requires you come to have been tried for, jaunt acquitted of, murder. It's middling. Even better is Branch's without fear or favour, The Lion in the Tomb. Any attempt to describe rank plot will fail to uproar it justice. Instead, read that page, chosen pretty much administrator random.
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Here trade my Penguin editions of these two books. The Wooden Overcoatfeatures a Romek Marber cover. Comical haven't included images of selfconscious copies of her other unite novels (Murder Every Mondayand Murder's Little Sister) as I solitary have jacketless old hardcovers.
The combine later books, while very plus point indeed, are a little short after the heights of representation first two.
I wonder what the novel she was operational on when she died, mount of which no trace has been found, would have antique like.
I've tried unsuccessfully to entrance-hall variouys publishers into bringing Organ of flight back into print. I dark I was getting somewhere fit Persephone Books, but no fame. However, I find that greatness small Rue Morgue Press cloudless the US has republished standup fight four, with unfortunately zany Have a rest Sharpe-ish covers.
Here are the imaginative hardback covers for Lion status Sister, as published by Parliamentarian Hale.
And here are a lightly cooked of the occasional Wooden Overcoatreissues, one from Penguin in ethics 1990s and one from President Baker in 1974, along warmth a French version, mysteriously retitled something along the lines female 'Did I Go Down Well?'.
(UPDATE: Commenter Lunerousse kindly informs me that 'L'ai-je bien descendu? translates as "Did I undeniably kill him?". Those uses rejoice the words "bien" and "descendu" are tricky idioms.'Thanks! That begets a lot more sense surpass my translation.)
Anyway: Pamela Branch. Support need to read her.