I was born - I haven't died yet.
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Peter and Janet are the only witnesses when a car is stolen! They saw the …
These are getting tired and formulaic, now - the Secret Seven are horribly middle-class and horribly proud of how clever they are (even though, actually, they aren't very clever at all), and the writing, plot, and character development are dire. I'm beginning to regret deciding to re-read all these!
A little shadowing practice by George goes awry and his parents force him to resign …
Yet again, coincidence and seemingly random ideas telegraph the entire story. And the whole thing is wound up in a rush in the last couple of pages.
It's their very first adventure, and the Secret Seven super-sleuths are already on the trail …
This wasn't quite as good as 7 year old me thought - and rose-tinted memories are joined with the knowledge that her work centered on white, Anglo, cis-het characters, almost entirely horribly middle-class, and also with the realisation that she wasn't, actually, all that good at this writing lark. I'm still going to finish the series, but only for old times sake.
Harry Bosch is back as a volunteer working cold cases for the San Fernando police …
Twists and turns and surprises, oh my...
Not his best work, but it is obvious how Pterry got from here to the vast heights of his later works. Early versions of The Carpet People and prototypes of some of the characters and situations that would crop up on the Discworld* are all here, just lacking that final flourish. This might actually make a pretty good introduction to the author for younger children.
*Not to mention plenty of footnotes!
