JOYCE HARRINGTON – No One Knows My Name. Avon, paperback reprint, December 1981. Hardcover edition: St. Martin’s, 1980.

JOYCE HARRINGTON No One Knows My Name

   An alternative title might have been Death Comes to Duck Lake, a small former fishing community up near Traverse City, Michigan — my kind of country. I know it well.

   On the other hand, I can see where actor- and actressy-types from Hollywood and New York City — whether budding ones or those over the hill — might think of Duck Lake as the ultimate of boondocks. Still, when the repertory company for the hamlet’s summer playhouse makes them the only job offer they can get, somehow it has to start looking not quite so bad, after all.

    But one of this year’s company is a compulsive murderer, willing to kill to keep anyone else from the inevitable disappointments that will occur by choosing one of the most fickle careers of them all — show business.

   Except for the fact that there is no one here to fill the role of the eccentric detective character, this is truly a classic harkening back to the Golden Age of Mysteries. If there aren’t an overabundance of physical clues, there are lots of hidden secrets and ominous hints and lots of suspects busily mucking up the evidence.

   The end, as an aging actor makes a tragically wrong decision, is a deeply chilling one. Indeed, in its way, it’s a completely perfect one.

– From The MYSTERY FANcier, Vol. 6, No. 2, March/April 1982,
        slightly revised.



Editorial Comments:   It took this review to bring back memories of this fine, well-written novel, but I’ve never completely forgotten it. In terms of a letter grade, I gave this one an “A” at the time.

   Joyce Harrington wrote only three novels. This was the first, but she’d been writing short stories for Ellery Queen and others since 1972. Her first story “The Purple Shroud” (EQMM, Sept ’72) won an Edgar, and her shorter works were invariably in the “Best of the Year” annuals from then on through the 1980s.