Death By Chick Lit — Lynn Harris

SOMEONE IS KILLING ALL HE IT-GIRL AUTHORS.
BUT LOLA'S STILL ALIVE, AND FRANKLY, SHE'S A LITTLE OFFENDED.

You've heard of Lola Somerville. Or not. Her first novel, much anticipated by her mother, was promptly eclipsed by--everyone else's first novel. These days, it seems no one Lola knows can write a letter to the editor without having it optioned for a major motion picture. Sure, Lola thinks, I have a great geek-hottie husband and a cool apartment in "up-and-coming" Brooklyn-- but just once, can't I write some random article and have Jodie Foster call me for the film rights? Or jeez, okay, Minnie Driver. Just something.

Then one night at a swanky book party, Lola finds her author friend Mimi McKee dead in the basement, her throat slashed with a broken martini glass. And when the bodies of It-Girl writers begin to pile up, Lola starts asking dangerous questions: Are the murders connected? Am I next? If not, urn, why not? If I solve the mystery, then will my agent remember my name? As Lola digs deeper, the stakes grow higher. Will getting her hands on the killer--and the book deal that's bound to follow--mean losing the people she loves most?