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Ellison Russell wanted a decorator, not a corpse. Too bad she finds Mrs. White in the study killed with a revolver. Things go from bad to worse when she finds Mr. White in the dining room killed with a candlestick. With so many bodies, is it any wonder Detective Anarchy Jones’ new partner considers Ellison a suspect?
With the country club gossips talking a mile a minute, an unexpected cocktail party, a visit from Aunt Sis, and a romantic decision, Ellison hardly has time to think about murder. Unfortunately, the killer has plenty of time to think about her.
Guest Post by Julie Mulhern
The world has changed.
Hardly news. But…
The Country Club Murders are set in the 1970s and recently, I blithely wrote about a get-together party to watch a basketball game on television. After all, there’s a basketball game on television at least eight months of the year. Right?
Not in 1975. There were three stations with prime-time line-ups. That was it. No ESPN. Sports viewing was limited to weekends and Monday nights.
The world has changed.
In 1975, phones had cords.
In 1975, the national speed limit was 55 mph.
In 1975, you’ve come a long way, baby was somehow meant to be empowering and smoking was a dieting trick.
In 1975, no one texted, Facebooked, posted on Instagram, tweeted, or blogged.
In 1975, if a mother wanted to know where her ten year-old was, she stepped out on the front stoop and yelled, “Julie, come home!” And Julie went home.
In 1975, Casey Kasem counted down the hits on a list that included Elton John, Glen Campbell, the Rolling Stones, and Abba.
In 1975, the term “domestic violence” was freshly coined and the abuse that term represented was little understood.
In 1975, it was widely (erroneously) believed domestic disturbance calls were the most dangerous type for responding officers. Perhaps that explains their usual response—telling men to cool off and instructing women not to upset their husbands.
In 1975, I was eight years-old. Aside from phone cords, being called home when my mother wanted me, and Casey Kasem, the seventies that appear in the Country Club Murders is based on research not memory.
I’m curious, what are your memories from the 70s?
About The Author
Julie Mulhern is the USA Today bestselling author of The Country Club Murders. She is a Kansas City native who grew up on a steady diet of Agatha Christie. Julie
spends her spare time whipping up gourmet meals for her family, working out at the gym and finding new ways to keep her house spotlessly clean is an expert at calling for take-out, she grumbles about walking the dog, and the dust bunnies under the bed have grown into dust lions.
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