I've been reading (and until recently enjoying) Martha Grimes' Richard Jury series since shortly after "The Man with a Load of Mischief" came out. But the imagined scenes with philosophers debating and generally plodding writing--not to mention the innumerable typos--finally led me to skip the middle hundred or so pages of the book (I had gotten far enough in that I still wanted to know "whodunnit"). And you know what? The book didn't suffer at all from the omission. I was quickly able to figure out what I'd missed and saved myself a couple hours of agony. After this I'm not sure I will continue with the series. (And really, she MUST stop with the internal monologues of dogs!)