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Magpie Murders: the Sunday Times bestseller crime thriller with a fiendish twist Paperback – 13 June 2017
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- Print length304 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherOrion
- Publication date13 June 2017
- Dimensions13.2 x 3.5 x 19.9 cm
- ISBN-101409158381
- ISBN-13978-1409158387
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An ingenious novel-within-a-novel whodunit about the death of a crime writer . . . Part crime novel, part pastiche, this magnificent piece of crime fiction plays with the genre while also taking it seriously ― Sunday Times
A cunning re-invention of the thriller formula -- Thriller of the Week ― Mail on Sunday
Superbly written, with great suspects, a perfect period feel and a cracking reveal at the end ― Spectator
A stylish, multi-layered thriller - playful, ingenious and wonderfully entertaining ― Sunday Mirror
Brilliant. Really, really brilliant. I loved it. ― Sophie Hannah, author of The Monogram Murders
Putting two books in one with their plots running side by side makes Magpie Murders difficult to put down and Horowitz fans will thoroughly enjoy a cracking good read ― Daily Express
Although at first glance Horowitz's latest offering appears to be a classic whodunit novel, it will almost certainly prove to be unlike anything you've ever read before, and will have you mulling over its various intrigues in between sittings. ― Scotsman
Anthony Horowitz's new novel is at once a brilliant pastiche of the English village mystery and a hugely enjoyable tale of avarice and skulduggery in the world of publishing . . . a compendium of dark delights ― Irish Times
We loved this Agatha Christie-esque crime novel. A fiendish mystery within a mystery that will have you hooked from page one ― Good Housekeeping
A highly enjoyable twist on the classic whodunnit ― Metro
Horowitz is a superb pasticheur. ― Guardian
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Sunday Times bestselling author Anthony Horowitz offers up a whodunit like no other in this fiendish crime thriller - perfect for fans of Agatha Christie vintage crime.
Chosen for the Duchess of Cornwall's online book club The Reading Room
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- Publisher : Orion; 1st edition (13 June 2017)
- Language : English
- Paperback : 304 pages
- ISBN-10 : 1409158381
- ISBN-13 : 978-1409158387
- Dimensions : 13.2 x 3.5 x 19.9 cm
- Best Sellers Rank: 40,207 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
- 1,408 in Traditional Detective Mysteries (Books)
- 1,537 in Historical Mystery
- 1,567 in Historical Thrillers (Books)
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About the author

Welcome to my Amazon author page. It's strange to think that when I wrote my first book, there was no Amazon - in fact there was no internet, no computers. That doesn't make me particularly old. It just shows how quickly times have moved.
In fact I wrote my first book when I was ten, stuck in a miserable, north London boarding school where reading and telling stories were my only lifeline. Every time I write a new book, I have the same sense of urgency that I had then. I knew without any doubt that I would be an author. Perhaps it helped that I wasn't much good at anything else.
Cut forward to the present and now I have over forty-five published novels to my name. The game changer for me was Stormbreaker, the first Alex Rider adventure, published in 2000. There were eleven more books in the series - the latest, Never Say Die, was published in 2017 - and they are now being developed for TV. I have plenty of other children's books out there - I was delighted to discover my Power of Five series (Raven's Gate, Evil Star etc) on sale in a tiny bookshop in Elounda, Crete only a few days ago.
But as I grew older (and my original audience entered their twenties) I felt a need to move into adult writing. This began with two Sherlock Holmes continuation novels, The House of Silk and Moriarty, followed by my entry into the world of James Bond with Trigger Mortis. A second Bond novel is on the way. An original thriller, Magpie Murders was published last year and got some of the best reviews I've had. One of the joys of Twitter, incidentally, is that it allows readers to contact me directly and these 140-character exchanges are as valuable to me as what the professional critics have to say.
I also write for TV. After cutting my teeth on the hugely popular show, Robin of Sherwood, I moved on to work with David Suchet and his brilliant portrayal of Hercule Poirot, writing about nine or ten episodes of Agatha Christie's Poirot. I was the first writer on Midsomer Murders and then went on to create Foyle's War which I worked on for the next sixteen years. Somewhere along the way, I also created a five-part series for ITV called Injustice which very much influenced the book I'm publishing now.
The Word is Murder is hopefully the start of a long-running series. It introduces a detective by the name of Daniel Hawthorne - a rather dark and dangerous man whom I actually met on the set of Injustice. At least, that's my version of events and that's what counts here because, very unusually, I actually appear in the book as his not entirely successful sidekick; the Watson to his Holmes.
The whole point of being an author is that you're in control. But here I am, writing a book in which I have no idea what's going on, following in the footsteps of a character who refuses to tell me anything. What I'm trying to do is to give the traditional whodunit a metaphysical twist. I hope, if you read it, you'll enjoy all the clues, the red herrings, the bizarre range of suspects and the occasionally violent twists. With a bit of luck you won't guess the ending (nobody has so far). But at the same time, The Word is Murder offers something more. It's a book about words as much as murder, about writing crime as well as solving it.
Do let me know what you think. I really hope you like the book. If you do, you can tweet me your thoughts at @AnthonyHorowitz. I hope to hear from you!
Anthony Horowitz
Crete 2017
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Reviewed in Australia on 8 February 2022
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Two weird errors
I read the Atticus Pund novel with care as I assumed it would contain clues I needed for the main mystery. There were two mistakes in it which I thought were significant - they weren't, so don't worry about spoilers. Were they real errors, or subtle signs that the manuscript needing editing?
1) Joy never said her scooter was pink, but Pund mentions the colour shortly after
2) Pund says that someone can't spell 'building' in a note, but it was correct in the note
If they were there to show that Susan had to edit the novel, then I'd like to have had some confirmation.
The story begins with editor Susan Ryeland, receiving the text of a new novel, Magpie Murders, by one of her company's most successful authors, Alan Conway, a man whom personally she detests. Almost half the book engages the reader in Conway's text, which abruptly ends without the murder of Sir Magnus Pye being solved. To her chagrin, Ryeland discovers the last three chapters are missing. At this point, the second story emerges with Ryeland's hunt for the three missing chapters just as the news breaks that Alan Conway is dead. The question is: did he die before the book was finished? Was it suicide? Or was he murdered? Ryeland assumes the mantel of lead detective in order to solve the case and discovers that Conroy hated the genre that had brought him fame and fortune, and in particular, like Agatha Christie, he hated his lead detective, whose mannerisms are distinctly very "Poirotesque".
After having waded through the lives of Ryeland and others associated with Conroy, I found the plot began to drag and I was quickly losing interest in either who had killed Sir Magnus Pye or his alter-ego, Alan Conway. I gave it three stars, partly because of the lame ending, although I acknowledge it may well have been intentional; a tongue in cheek reference by Horowitz to the genre and Midsomer Murders in particular but also as an indicator of own my level of enjoyment.
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To tell you anything at all is probably giving away too much but I think it's fair to say that it's one mystery within another - the manuscript of a detective story that marks the final appearance of supersleuth Atticus Pund in a classic fifties plot is really just the beginning. The novel conceals another mystery completely.
The writing is perfect. Although this is the first anyone has heard of Atticus Pund, you don't have to be too far in before your mind is kidding itself that you've read all the (non existent) previous adventures of a detective as prolific as Miss Marple or Father Brown. He is a very sympathetic sleuth and - in one of many marvellous in-jokes and references to Agatha Christie, Midsomer Murders etc - lives in Charterhouse Square, which is where they film Poirot's 'Whitehaven Mansions' home in the TV series. As for his author and those who publish his novels...
No, I've said too much already. If you love this sort of thing, you'll be in Heaven from the moment you pick it up.

Entitled Magpie Murders and set in 1955 the novel that unfolds is essentially a pastiche of an idiosyncratic Poirot-like sleuth investigating the seemingly accidental death of devoted housekeeper, Mary Blakiston, in the Somerset village of Saxby-on-Avon and the violent murder of odious Sir Magnus Pye that swiftly follows and is surely no coincidence. As the whole atmosphere of the village takes a darker turn and suspicion abounds the renowned investigator comes to the aid of a dim witted Inspector Chubb as he delves into the secrets and web of deceit surrounding two deaths and a burglary at Pye Hall. Horowitz writing as Alan Conway delivers all the required characters, from the busybody housekeeper to the resentful sister of Magnus Pye, the unfaithful lady of the manor, the bitter son of Mary, the local doctor, vicar and newly resident ex-criminal. As the pages flick by a delightful take on Agatha Christie follows and engages the reader in a guessing game and truly engrossing tale. As the final reveal approaches and Susan draws breath she discovers that the last chapter of the manuscript is missing only to arrive back at her desk and hear that author Alan Conway has thrown himself to his death.
As Susan searches for the missing chapter and starts to think that Alan Conway was murdered she proves an engaging narrator and learns that the characters of his final novel have thinly veiled real-life counterparts in the authors own personal life. As Susan tries to get to the bottom of Alan’s supposed suicide when all the signs indicate that he was anything but maudlin she makes an objective commentator, having previously found Alan a difficult and rather arrogant man herself. As she starts to actively investigate she realises that before she can put in place and locate the final chapter of Magpie Murders she must work out just who would have wanted Alan Conway dead and why that was. In truth I enjoyed the mystery contained in the Atticus Pünd adventure more than the actual focus on the author’s demise, perhaps because it felt more coherent and avoided the repetitive discussion of Conway’s literary merits, his fruitless search for recognition as a writer and the slightly laboured focus on the tropes in crime fiction.
Horowitz does the lions share of his work with the gentle tale of cosy crime in Saxby-on-Avon, hooking the reader and thereby keeping them invested in the second half but in all honesty I cared less as to who actually killed Conway and more about the fiendish puzzler in Saxby-on-Avon! It is however hard to find fault with such a clever concept and how it nearly ties together and as always, Anthony Horowitz writes superbly and brings alive Conway’s personal life in a witty, highly readable style. Whilst not a thriller the nested tale and the ultimate two solutions make Magpie Murders a superior blend of crime fiction! Highly recommend, this is a story to lose yourself within!
Review written by Rachel Hall (@hallrachel)

That said, I actually really enjoyed the book within the book; the Atticus Pünd narrative is interesting and easy going. It made me wonder what I'm missing out on by never having read any of the Golden Age of Crime novels and moved The Murder of Roger Ackroyd rather further up my to-read list. I appreciated all the nods to the literary world in general and the crime writing world in particular, even if several of those likely went right over my head. I can see why Horowitz left the manuscript hanging for a good two thirds of the book, but it just didn't quite work for me. The shift into the modern day didn't grip me anywhere near as much, and also meant that I'd kind of lost interest in the initial mystery by the time you actually get the blanks filled in.
This is one of those books that I have to give points for being well written and it certainly uses a clever narrative structure, but I have to admit that I lost interest. I wasn't keen on being shifted out of one narrative and into a different one in the modern day and felt that the pace lagged a little too much for this to be excellent. I thought I recognised the author, and it turns out I was right; I read his Alex Rider books as a teenager. This is obviously a completely different writing style and a completely different genre and target audience. It's well done, but it was a little too slow and a little too choppy for my personal taste.

Mainly because the pace of Poirot type pastiche was bipping along nicely and I was fully engaged only for it to come to a sudden and frustrating halt and be replaced with a story that I was not engaged with, had only been touched upon in the first few pages and ultimately for me was a bit of a forced damp squib.
I won't buy the next book because I'm not a fan of split narratives, I didn't like Game of Thrones for the same reason, if you find it a frustrating experience to have a story arc cut and disappear right in the heart of action and lose resolution and outcome and be shifted lock stock into another story arc that is less interesting, then this is not for you.
If you like books that split narratives and suspend you in the heart of the story, then you will probably really enjoy the way this book is written. It is clever, but for me perhaps a bit too clever for it's own good and pace.

As a whole, there are two perfectly passable whodunnits here. The fictional one is just as good as any Cozy murder mystery, and the real one involving the narrator does a good job of emphasising the discussion of fictional side of whodunnits compared to reality. To explain this in detail may spoil certain aspects of the novel. Let's just say Horowitz does a good job of offering the contrast of fiction vs reality, while at the same time maintaining the whimsical nature of the whodunnit even within reality. The other aspect I find interesting is the examination of the publishing world regarding crime novels, and the authors themselves.
It's not perfect. By the halfway point I thought something exceptionally clever was going to come of the second half - that the Pund novel would turn out to be some brilliant macguffin/device that really shapes the narrators world with regards to her own events. It never quite happens, and the solution is a little disappointing. But then again, that was the thematic point all along I guess.