The Killer Wore Leather Review

You will like this book.  

You may even love this book, the way I do.  What I'm saying is that you don't have to be part of the kink community to enjoy The Killer Wore Leather.  You can learn about it along with Nancy, the reporter who feels put upon to have to cover such a dog of an event: the Mr. and Ms. Global Leather and Boot Black contest.  You'll like it because, here's the deal: it's a murder mystery, and you like murder mysteries.  

And, if you happen to be a part of said kink community, you will LOVE it for its hilarious representation, hey, you might even see yourself caricatured within its pages -- you know your friends will...  And actually, if you've ever been to a convention of any size, academic, science fiction, romance, engineering, you name it, the book translates.

I have been a fan of Laura Antoniou's writing and wit since I picked up my first Marketplace book way back when.  She's a brilliant teller of tales who knows how to turn a phrase -- turn it on its ear.  Not only is the plot riviting (because you really do want to know who killed Mac Steele, ass that he is -- and when you think you know, you're wrong...just saying) but the book is laugh-out-loud funny.  From Boy Jack to Boy Jack (yes, there are two) to the fabulous acronyms for all the groups and organizations (be sure to spell them out as you read!) you won't be able to put this book down and you won't be able to stop laughing.

Writing comedy is a real gift.  This book holds its own well with the likes of Christopher Buckley, Terry Pratchett and Douglas Adams, (oh, and maybe a little Damn You, Autocorrect, too) not for its content, but for it's wit, style and outrageous humor.  I'm not going to rehash the plot.  Others have already done that.  Simply know that you will like the book, regardless of who you are or where you come from.  So do yourself a favor and give yourself a little present.

In full disclosure, I was given an advanced reader copy by the publisher--but I would have loved it just as much if I'd bought it with my own hard-earned money...

And, by the way, you can buy the book here and here and lots of other places.  (A wink is as good as a leather paddle to the backside.)