I read Griffith’s first novel, Ammonite, shortly after it came out. It was, for many years, the best first novel I’d ever read. I also read one of the Bending the Landscape anthologies she edited with Stephen Pagel, and it was good, too, but not earthshaking. Slow River was well-written, but for some reason it just didn’t toast my bread. I knew that Griffith had written a mystery or two, but didn’t hurry to find them.