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This book coincided nicely with my renewed interest in whisky. It's rare that I pick up a novel so directly related to my current special interest, and I do wonder if that made me like this more than I otherwise would have done. That's not to say that I didn't enjoy it, but my impression of The Malt Whisky Murders is largely that it's just fine, and I wonder if I'd feel a little less positively about it if it wasn't directly leaning on my current obsession. The protagonist of this novel - a woman who buys a distillery and finds two dead bodies hidden inside the casks - is a bisexual woman with ADHD. I have a weird relationship with the idea of "representation" in fiction, largely because I've never really seen myself in a book or on screen. And the rare times where I do, I find it uncomfortable rather than comforting. The depiction of ADHD here is a pretty good one, and tracks quite closely to my own experience, but the more real it felt the more unsettled I felt. Rather than feeling…

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