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Overview

Anna Pigeon, a Ranger with the National Park Service, is on administrative leave from her job as she recovers from the traumas of the past couple of months – while the physical wounds have healed, the emotional ones are still healing. With her new husband busy and back at work, Anna decides to go to stay with an old friend from the Park Service, Geneva, who works as a singer at the New Orleans Jazz National Historic Park.

Anna isn’t in town long before she crosses paths with a tenant of Geneva’s, a creepy guy named Jordan. She discovers what seems to be an attempt to place a curse on her – a gruesomely killed pigeon marked with runic symbols – and begins slowly to find traces of very dark doings in the heart of post-Katrina New Orleans. Tied up in all of this evil magic are Jordan, who is not at all what he appears to be; a fugitive mother accused of killing her husband and daughters in a fire; and faint whispers of unpleasant goings-on in the heart of the slowly recovering city.

Now it will take all of Anna’s skills learned in the untamed outdoors to navigate the urban jungle in which she finds herself, to uncover the threads that connect these seemingly disparate people, and to rescue the most vulnerable of creatures from the most savage of animals.

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As a National Park Service Ranger, Anna Pigeon feels emotionally prepared for strange wildlife sounds and things that go bump in the wilderness, but post-Katrina New Orleans exposes her to new kinds of surprises and sudden danger. Within days, it brings her plans for a quiet administrative leave from her job to a jolting halt and lands her in a tangled net of homicide cases that she can't ignore. Curses and killers in the great bayous; another breath of fresh air in a resilient series.
Marilyn Stasio
This uncharacteristically urban novel may not present Anna with any endangered species to protect or environmental threats to ward off, but it does give her a chance to prove that her outdoor skills are adaptable to city streets…By the time Clare and Anna join forces to infiltrate a brothel that trades in children, Barr is writing with the kind of ferocity she usually saves for her backcountry adventures.
—The New York Times
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“Outstanding…. Anna’s complex personality continues to elevate the series, and the ranger’s sojourn to New Orleans further energizes this always reliable series.”—Publishers Weekly (starred review)

“Suspenseful plotting.”—Oregon Live.com

“Abundant suspense.”—The Oklahoman

Burn will smolder in your heart long after you’re done.”—Madison County Herald

“Barr’s strong, evocative writing explores the scenery as well as the characters.”—South Florida Sun-Sentinel

“From the fabric of fiction Barr creates real worlds, sometimes beautiful, sometimes terrifying, but always convincing.”—San Diego Union-Tribune

“Solid and suspenseful plotting. A definite winner.”—Booklist

“Barr has written another hit [that] her fans will devour.”—Library Journal

“A rare treat…Told with all Barr’s usual verve and eye for detail and with a solid, tight plot.”

The Globe and Mail (Toronto)

"Anna Pigeon remains an irresistible protagonist ... 'Burn' — a dark work of crime fiction and mystery — finds Nevada Barr turning out prose that practically sizzles." —Denver Post

"Barr not only has crafted a fine mystery, but her smooth handling of plot and characterization makes for excellent reading." —RT Book Review

Kirkus Reviews

National Park Service Ranger Anna Pigeon works her 16th case in the most unparklike setting imaginable.

Minutes after Seattle actress Clare Sullivan awakens to find her house empty—no dog, no husband, no daughters—the building erupts in a flaming explosion. In the aftermath of the destruction, there's even worse news: One of the officers who responded to Clare's 911 call finds the charred bodies of her two girls, Dana and Victoria, dead in their beds, right where Clare had reported they weren't. Driven equally by a single clue, an overheard fragment of a cell-phone call about the "Bourbon Street nursery," and the certainty that the police will arrest her for the murders of her family members, Clare goes AWOL, hoping against hope to find Dana and Vee alive. Meanwhile, in alternating chapters, Anna Pigeon (Hard Truth, 2005, etc.), who has been forced to take a leave of absence from her job on account of her Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, spends the time visiting her friend Geneva Akers, a blind blues singer who performs at New Orleans' Jazz National Historical Park, only a stone's throw from Bourbon Street. It's only a matter of time before Anna's story intersects with Clare's, and the moment of collision halfway through is the most successful surprise here. The sequel is all heartrending accounts of kidnapped and abused children, luridly detailed adventures among the Big Easy's demimondaine, and a climactic assault on a pedophile brothel—sturdy stuff, every bit of it, but nothing that plays to Barr's unmatched gift for linking Anna's inner turmoil to the great outdoors.

An intense but conventional actioner whose two heroines aren't nearly as compelling as Anna's solo turns.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781441816016
  • Publisher: Brilliance Audio
  • Publication date: 8/3/2010
  • Series: Anna Pigeon Series , #16
  • Format: CD
  • Edition description: Unabridged, 10 CDs, 12 hrs. 9 min.
  • Product dimensions: 5.00 (w) x 5.50 (h) x 0.75 (d)

Meet the Author

Nevada  Barr

NEVADA BARR is a novelist, actor, and artist best known for her New York Times bestselling, award-winning mystery series featuring Anna Pigeon. A former National Park Service Ranger, she currently lives with her husband in New Orleans, Louisiana.

Biography

Nevada Barr was born in the small western town of Yerington, Nevada and raised on a mountain airport in the Sierras. Both her parents were pilots and mechanics and her sister, Molly, continued the tradition by becoming a pilot for USAir.

Pushed out of the nest, Nevada fell into the theatre, receiving her BA in speech and drama and her MFA in acting before making the pilgrimage to New York City, then Minneapolis, MN. For 18 years she worked on stage, in commercials and industrial training films, and did voice-overs for radio. During this time she became interested in the environmental movement and began working in the National Parks during the summers -- Isle Royale in Michigan, Guadalupe Mountains in Texas, Mesa Verde in Colorado, and then on the Natchez Trace Parkway in Mississippi.

Woven throughout these seemingly disparate careers was the written word. Nevada wrote and presented campfire stories, taught storytelling, and was a travel writer and restaurant critic. Her first novel, Bitterweet, was published in 1983. The Anna Pigeon series, featuring a female park ranger as the protagonist, started when she married her love of writing with her love of the wilderness, the summer she worked in west Texas. The first book, Track of the Cat, was brought to light in 1993 and won both the Agatha and Anthony awards for best first mystery. The series was well received, and A Superior Death, loosely based on Nevada's experiences as a boat patrol ranger on Isle Royale in Lake Superior, was published in 1994. In 1995, Ill Wind came out. It was set in Mesa Verde, Colorado, where Nevada worked as a law enforcement ranger for two seasons. The rest is, shall we say, history.
Biography from author website.

Good To Know

In our interview with Barr, she disclosed three interesting facts about herself:

"I will forget your face and name, but never your stories."

"I love to sing but can clear a concert hall at the drop of a note."

"I lie, but never about the important stuff -- and I get to decide what is the important stuff."

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    1. Hometown:
      Clinton, Mississippi
    1. Date of Birth:
      March 1, 1952
    2. Place of Birth:
      Yerington, Nevada
    1. Education:
      B.A., Cal Poly, San Luis Obispo, 1974; M.A., University of California at Irvine, 1977
    2. Website:

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ONE

Shit, Blackie, this one’s dead, too. What’re we gonna do?” The speaker, scarcely more than a boy—the lines cruelty would carve deep into his face not yet showing more than petulance—looked with disgust into an aluminum cargo box half the size of a semitrailer. His nose, high bridged and straight, the only feature of his face that suggested an ancestry not devoted to the baser things, wrinkled at the stink, a stink not from the bodies, or from the way they had died, but from the way they had lived for nineteen days.

“A jewel?”

“Maybe more’n one.”

“We get rid of ’em.”

Drops of water on the younger man’s thick black hair glittered in the harbor lights like a cheap sequined hairnet. As his head pushed into the shadow of the shipping box, Blackie, fifty last birthday and made of hard muscles and hard times, turned away. For a second it had looked as if the head vanished and left the body standing stooped over by itself.

Blackie didn’t like magic. Didn’t like things that vanished or shifted or weren’t what they seemed to be; things that couldn’t be relied upon.

“Dougie, get your goddam head out of the box,” he snapped. “What’re you doing? Sniffing ’em? Jesus.”

Unoffended, Dougie did as he was told. “What’re we going to do?” he asked again, sounding plaintive.

Absurd burbling notes of “Baa Baa Black Sheep” swam through the moisture-laden air. Blackie tensed, his eyes seeking and sharp with the keenness of the hunter—or the hunted. He wished the night were darker. Seattle’s interminable drizzle caught the light from the quay and the street above the docks, giving everything a shadowless glow, robbing the place of depth, reality.

“It’s your cell phone,” Dougie said helpfully.

“Fuck.” Blackie fumbled the phone out of his jacket pocket and pawed it open, his blunt fingers clumsy as hooves on the tiny plastic cover. “Yeah? Oh, hi, sweetie-pie.” A vicious glare, at odds with the sugary voice, abraded the smirk from Dougie’s face. “No, Laura, Daddy didn’t forget. I thought you got to stay up later’s all. Okay. Ready? Nighty night, sleep tight, and don’t let the bed bugs bite.” As he closed the phone, Dougie began his lament.

“What’re we gonna—”

It was cut off by another few bars of the children’s nursery song. Blackie’s daughter liked to program the ring on his cell phone.

He flipped it open again. “Sweetie . . .” he began, then trailed off. His flesh tightened over wide cheek and brow bones, drawing the rigid lines of a man in pain—or in thrall to someone who enjoyed the dark arts.

“Yeah,” he said. And “Yeah.” And “Clear.” Putting the phone back in his pocket, he jerked his chin toward the freight container. “Throw ’em in the back of the van. We got another job.”

Dougie padded happily into the reeking darkness of the metal coffin. He knew Blackie’s look, the freaky frozen look. The other job would be better. It was way more fun when they weren’t already dead.

TWO

Old Man River. What a crock, Anna thought as she sat on a bench on the levee, the April sun already powerful enough to warm the faux wood slats beneath her back and thighs. The Mississippi was so unquestionably female, the great mother, a blowsy, fecund, fertile juggernaut that nurtured and destroyed with the same sublime indifference.

Rivers were paltry things where Anna had grown up, fierce only when they flash-flooded. Compared to the Mississippi their occasional rampages seemed merely the peevish snits of adolescence.

Half blind from the hypnotic sparkle of sun on ruffled water, she squinted at her watch. Geneva was about to go to work. Grunting mildly because there was no one close enough to hear, Anna shoved herself up from the bench and started back toward the New Orleans Jazz National Historical Park on North Peters, a block from Café Du Monde and Jackson Square.

Young persons of the sort she seldom ran across in the parks had laid claim to a swath of the river walk. Six males, three females, four dogs, one puppy, and nine bicycles created a barrier that could either be detoured around or run as a gauntlet. Hostile glares from thirteen pairs of eyes—the puppy looked friendly enough—suggested Anna choose the detour.

Sheer orneriness suggested she take the puppy up on his tail-wagging invitation and plow through the pack. The alpha male, tall with hair pulled into a tail of natural dreadlocks, the kind created by aggressively bad hygiene and not kinky hair or salon manipulations, and a beard Charlie Manson might have sported before prison barbers took over his personal grooming, could have been close to thirty. The youngest was the girl holding the puppy. Anna put her at no more than thirteen or fourteen.

Age was hard to guess. Male and female alike wore only blacks and browns. Not a speck of color alleviated the drab of their thrift store clothing. Decorations were a study in sartorial nihilism: slashes, iron pins, rag-over-rag T-shirts with swastikas inked on. Piercing and cutting and tattooing moved seamlessly from fabric to flesh. Nothing was symmetrical, soft, or suggestive of kindness. Dirt, soot, sweat, and various effluvia dulled cloth, hair, and skin. Something more immutable dulled the eyes.

If life were to be found in T. S. Eliot’s waste land, Anna believed it would be in the discovery of roving bands like this one; parentless, homeless, hopeless children, more like the child-soldiers of Rwanda—or little girls pressed into sexual slavery in World War II Japanese prison camps—than children from middle-and upper-class American families who chose to reject the plenty for the ride.

Geneva—Anna was staying in the apartment behind her house on Ursulines in the Quarter—called them “gutter punks.” They were purported to call themselves “travelers” because they jumped trains, living the nomadic life once followed by hobos.

Just how dangerous they were, Anna hadn’t a clue, but it was clear they wanted to inspire fear in civilians. Even without the stink and the rags and the self-mutilation, that alone would have earned them a wide berth as far as she was concerned. These kids were not her brand of criminal. She wasn’t well versed in their migration patterns, did not know their natural habitat, what they preyed upon or what preyed upon them—but people who valued fear and enjoyed pain were scary. Healthy animals, bunnies and foxes and cougars and grizzlies, ran from what frightened them and avoided pain at all costs. When they stopped behaving this way it was because they were sick, rabid.

Anna felt it was the same for people, except one wasn’t allowed to put them out of their misery.

Avoiding eye contact, she cut across the grass in the direction of the flood wall and the Jazz Historical Park. As she reached the tracks between the levee and the city where the Julia Street trolley ran, she heard a piercing whistle, the kind that can only be produced by sticking one’s fingers in one’s mouth, the kind that leaves grooves in the gray matter of anyone in a hundred-foot radius.

Stopping, she shaded her eyes and looked up the grassy slope she’d just descended. A gutter punk, a man in his late twenties with a double-pierced eyebrow and a crown of thorns tattooed across his forehead, was yelling and waving his arms at a small black dog racing down the levee after a flashily dressed white man who looked more Bronx chic than New Orleans cool.

Anna recognized the black terrier as one of the pack milling around on the river walk. The punk whistled again, and the mutt, as shaggy as his owner, hesitated and looked back. His feathery tail waved once; then he sat down no more than a yard from Anna, made a perfect O of his lips, pointed his chin at the sky, and howled a tiny wolf-puppy howl so perfect and unscary that Anna laughed.

Communication completed—at least as far as the dog was concerned—the little guy upended and ran off after the man he’d been following.

The punk on the levee howled then, and the hairs on the back of Anna’s neck stirred in the heat. The punk’s howl was all wolf, old and crying-sad as if the fuzzy-rumped pooch disappearing through the gate in the flood wall was absconding with all the love and light in the world.

Punk or not, Anna couldn’t stand the anguish. She ran to catch an undoubtedly filthy and probably flea-ridden mutt. The flood wall opened into a wide alley paved in brick and peopled by three-quarter life-sized bronze sculptures: a butcher, a woman sitting on a park bench—citizens from a previous century sentenced to eternity in the town that had passed them by.

Anna skirted a fountain squirting three pathetically weak streams of water into the air and stopped in front of the Dutch Alley art gallery. The doors were open and could have swallowed a man and dog before she’d arrived. Shops in New Orleans seldom closed their doors, leaving them wide summer and winter in hopes the increase in tourist traffic would off set the energy bills. Man and dog could have stepped into any one of these invitations. New Orleans was dog friendly; animals in stores and bars were commonplace.

“Hah!” Anna said as she caught the last few inches of a tail disappearing into an archway farther down the alley. “Gotcha.” She trotted after the dog.

From behind she could hear the clatter of heavy boots on brick. The punk was rounding the fountain. He wasn’t as tall as he’d looked standing atop the levee and was thin to the point of starvation. Though the distance from where his clan usurped the public walkway to where Anna stood was less than a hundred yards, he was breathing heavily and had one hand pressed hard into his side.

“This way,” Anna called and ran into the shade of the arch. To one side was another art gallery, to the other the public toilets.

The flashy dresser might have ducked into the john, but Anna had no intention of checking the men’s room. Seeing men urinating against trees, though a perfectly natural transaction, was bad enough. She had no desire to witness the phenomenon as an indoor sport. She ran through to North Peters Street.

A flash of greasy lemon caught her eye. The dog whisperer’s sport coat and, faithful as a shadow, the little feather-tailed dog had crossed North Peters and were halfway down Dumaine. The punk gasped up beside her in a gust reeking of old cigarettes and older urine as yellow jacket and pup turned into a slit between two brick buildings. The light had turned and traffic was flowing, but Anna figured she could make it across the four lanes without getting squashed. Stepping off the curb, she heard the punk yell, “Wait!” but she was already committed.

A horse-drawn carriage slowed cars coming from the French Market. Anna darted between two frustrated SUVs and jumped onto the sidewalk, where, if they did hit her, they’d be poaching. None of the drivers even bothered to flip her off. The Big Easy might have the highest per capita murder rate in the country, but the citizens were nice folks for all of that.

Sprinting through lackadaisical tourists like Drew Brees through linebackers, Anna zigged down Dumaine and into the narrow alley where the punk’s dog had gone.

Alleys in New Orleans were unlike alleys in other American cities. Rather than being skinny runs given over to garbage cans and used condoms, many were transformed into impossibly slender gardens, with plant hangers drilled into the brick walks, ivy and creeping fig cloaking age and decay, and bright scraps of found art alleviating the gloom.

“Stop!” somebody yelled, but she paid no attention. She had spotted the dog. Partway down the verdant little urban canyon, tail up, it trotted on the heels of the stranger.

“Excuse me!” she called.

The man turned back and stared at her for a second longer than seemed necessary. “You talkin’ to me?”

Robert De Niro, Taxi Driver. The guy was dead on, and Anna laughed. He squinted and looked suddenly dangerous. He hadn’t been mimicking De Niro intentionally, Anna guessed. That or he believed he was De Niro.

“That your dog?” Anna asked.

The man looked down at the black terrier, noticing it for the first time. “He following me?”

“Since the levee,” Anna told him.

“Get the fuck away from me,” the guy shouted and kicked the little animal so viciously Anna screamed in pain along with it. Fury swept over her till the fern-feathered walls, the brick path, and even the whimpering dog disappeared. All that remained at the end of her tunnel vision was the oily man in the yellow sport coat and the need to rip him into teensy weensy pieces.

Without thought, she started for him. What she would have done had she reached him, she never found out. Into her truncated view flashed silver, a knife, an edged weapon. The glint of hard steel kindly brought Anna back to her right mind. Stopping abruptly, she knelt and picked up the dog, pretending that had been her goal all along.

“Your filthy cur follows me again, I kill it. You got that?”

“I got it,” Anna said and, the dog cradled in her arms, took a step back, then another.

The knife wielder didn’t take his eyes off her, but she had the oddest sensation she was vanishing. The moment she ceased to be a threat, she ceased to exist for him. The old “Dog’s Philosophy of Life” seemed to apply to this creature: If he couldn’t screw it, eat it, or piss on it, the hell with it.

Whistling under his breath—“Some Enchanted Evening,” it sounded like—he folded the knife closed and continued down the alley. Hugging the dog, Anna watched until he turned a corner and was gone from sight.

Labored breathing dragged her attention back toward the Dumaine Street entrance. The punk, still clutching his side and moving with a slight dragging of the left foot as if he’d been born clubfooted and it had never been corrected, half fell in from the street and leaned heavily against the wall.

Anna turned on her heroine’s smile and waited for the accolades. She deserved at least that for facing down an armed man to save a gutter punk’s dog.

“Where is he?” the punk screamed as he lurched toward her between the mossy walls. “You bitch, you goddamn bitch.” Spittle flew from his mouth as he turned on Anna and cursed her. The crown of thorns was tight across his brow, and his eyes were wild, whites showing around the irises, pupils dilated and bottomless. Above his lip a pencil-thin mustache contorted into Etch A Sketch angles, and the thumb-sized tuft of beard beneath his lower lip jutted out like the spine of a horned lizard.

“Stop, goddammit! Wait, goddammit,” he screamed, but the yellow jacket was long gone. Arms outstretched like a B-movie zombie’s, he lunged. Anna flattened herself and the dog against the brick and aimed a swift kick at his knee. He went down like a puppet whose strings had been cut and began to cry, wailing like a child.

Various courses of action skittered through Anna’s mind. She could kneel and try to comfort this tortured soul. She could pull out her cell phone and call 911. Yell for help. Try to find the knife man. In the end all she did was set the dog down by its master and walk away. Since she was on administrative leave for mental instability—or something very like—the dog would have as good a shot at doing the right thing as she would. Probably better.

Leaving the alley, she hazarded a backward glance. The punk had managed to pull himself into a sitting position. He was hugging the dog. The dog was licking his face. For a moment Anna watched them. There was something about the dog that was off, niggling at the edges of her mind.

Breathing in the cooking smells on the street, the whiff of exhaust, the hints of horse manure, it came to her. The little terrier was a mess—it looked as if its hair had been chewed off in a dogfight rather than clipped by a sane groomer—but it was silky soft, shampooed, brushed, and smelled faintly of lilacs.

 

Excerpted from Burn by Nevada Barr.

Copyright  2010 by Nevada Barr.

Published in 2010 by Minotaur Books.

All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.

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  • Posted August 31, 2010

    Long time Nevada Barr Reader is Disappointed

    I usually love Nevada Barr/Anna Pigeon, but this book really was lacking for me. I like Outdoors/National Park Anna, not Urban Anna. The whole situation was just contrived and the subject matter was very disturbing to read. Put her back in the outdoors and national parks so she can be the character we've come to love.

    9 out of 10 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 24, 2010

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    Neveda Barr is at her sparkling best with this enthralling whodunit.

    Leaving her spouse behind at home working, National Park Ranger Anna Pigeon is visiting a friend Geneva in New Orleans. Anna is taken aback when someone places a hex on her using a dead pigeon with arcane etchings on it. She assumes Geneva's tenant Jordan is behind the dark magic attempt, but though he is a peculiar unfriendly sort, she has done nothing to him to warrant such a spell.

    Not one to lay back having solved many homicides and other crime mysteries at the parks around the country, Anna investigates who tried to hex her and why, and to learn more about Jordon. As she navigates the dark mumbo jumbo urban jungle of the Big Easy, Anna refuses to be anyone's pigeon though she was not expecting a mundane murder to occur rather than mumbo jumbo mojo magic.

    Taking Anna out of the National Park scenes of homicides in every park adds a freshness to her investigations as she is a fish out of water, especially having her hexed in New Orleans. Fast-paced as always, fans will enjoy Anna working the urban jungle rather than the parks as her inqury spins out of control. Neveda Barr is at her sparkling best with this enthralling whodunit.

    Harriet Klausner

    6 out of 10 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 12, 2011

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    Very good

    Well worth the price. I enjoyed reading this book on my breaks.

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 22, 2010

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    Burn, a Scary Good Read

    Burn is a compelling novel, dark, truly scary and frightening. A great story, I read it in less than two days. With her husband busy catching up at work after their eventful vacation, National Park Ranger Anna Pigeon had too much time on her hands and too much drive not to keep busy. So she went to New Orleans to visit an old friend, Geneva, a blind singer at the New Orleans Jazz National Historic Park. Even though she is blind, Geneva knew that her boarder Jordan was a woman. Anna thought she was a he and a pedophile creep and began surveillance. Anna follows Jordan to a strip club where he was working behind the bar. Even the girls there thought Jordan was a creep and a pedophile, but Jordan had a mission. She was really Claire Sullivan, an actress wanted in Seattle for the murder of her husband, her husband's mistress and the girls' nanny, and their two girls. When she found her daughters missing after returning from the drug store with cough medicine and dialing 911, her house went up in flames. In the ensuing chaos, she overheard two men with New Orleans accents talking about taking the children to the Bourbon Street Nursery and saying the name of the nanny's child Aisha. Her acting skills allowed her to survive and make her way to New Orleans, and by the time she met Anna, she had some leads to the location of the Nursery. With Anna's help, the search moves quickly, and the plot races to the climax and an explosively burning conclusion.

    4 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 17, 2010

    Yes, it's darker than most, but still worthy.

    When I started Burn, I wasn't too excited by the plot because I read the reviews of it here. I love the parks and I enjoy Anna's adventures. I just finished reading and I couldn't disagree more with those of you that found this book awful. I enjoyed this book immensely. Yes, it's a dark story, it takes place in a city (as Liberty Falling did) and it's a gutsy, refreshing change of pace from the high drama of the back country. How many times can Anna get beaten to a pulp in the woods without it getting trite and obvious? Even I have to admit, as a huge fan, it was getting a bit formulaic for me. I think Nevada has done a great job of moving the story of Anna's life along through the series. I appreciate that Anna is growing older, and perhaps slightly less selfish with Paul. I commend Nevada for attempting to share the importance of all of the parks in her novels, not just the big Western ones. Sadly, I feel most people forget about the urban parks... Golden Gate, Independence, pretty much all of D.C. As far as Anna's future, I can see how the author may be trying to wind the character down. She has to retire at some point and I think the past few books are heading in that direction. A long distance marriage, administrative leave, will Anna have one more adventure before she leaves the park service to be with Paul or will she even have that opportunity after Paul's chilly silence at the end of Burn? All of the haters may get their wish soon... no more Anna. I hope I am dead wrong.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 1, 2010

    Disturbing and disappointing!

    I have read all of Nevada Barr's books. I found Burn disturbing and not up to par with her other novels. I hope she gets on track with her next novel and puts Anna Pigeon back out in the National Parks and not in the dark side of New Orleans.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 29, 2010

    VERY DISAPPOINTING!

    Waited not too patiently for Nevada Barr's new book. What a disappointment! We have read and reread all of her books. Not any more. She's off our list of authors. My husband couldn't even make it half way through this book, "Burn." I finished it because I like to know about the recurring characters. I'm as up-to-date as I'll ever get; I miss them already. Oh well, off to find another favorite author. PS: I know this is hard to believe. If I hadn't read the book, I wouldn't believe it either. If you have to find out for yourself, I recommend getting the book from the Library before you spend your money on it.

    2 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 26, 2010

    Was this a ghost writer??

    As much as I've loved all of the Anna Pigeon series, this was one of the worst books I've ever attempted to read. Never mind the dark subject matter, the sentence syntax didn't even make sense. Surely she sluffed this off on someone else to write because it was really, really bad or perhaps it's her new editors. Hopefully Nevada Barr will get back to the open spaces and national parks she knows best. I've come to expect so much better from her.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 7, 2014

    Difficult read because of subject

    I really like Nevada Barr's books and particularly her character, Anna Pigeon. Anna seems very real in her feelings and emotions. I thought this plot was particularly intriguing because of the interplay between the three main characters but difficult to read because of the child pornography aspect. Nevada Barr doesn't seem to hold back in describing what happens (not knowing much about child pornography it's difficult to say if she holds back or not, but I found it very disturbing) which is good because the more subjects like this are brought into the light, the better we can fight them.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 10, 2013

    i enjoyed this

    But it was dark and definately not the usual Anna Pigeon. I really prefer the ones set in the national parks.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 20, 2013

    Couldn't put it down!

    I love Nevada Barr and I love Anna Pidgion. Yes, the suject matter of this novel is dark and creepy, but this suthor has always mined the nastier elements of human nature...one of the reasons her work is so intriguing. I too love Anna in the wilds of nature, but the wilds of New Orleans are wonderfully atmospheric, and Ms. Barr brings the sleazy Big Easy to life as effectively as she does the forests, deserts and caves in which Anna has been in peril in the past. Navada Barr is currently living in New Orleans. It would be unimaginable that she not use that sureal tapestry as a fictional setting. I love how Anna is evolving. She is aging and married, but still fiesty, independant and willing to take on anyone who would harm creatures of any species. Some mystery series protagonists never evolve. Eventually the author and readers get bored with them. Anna gets more and more interesting. Thank you, Nevada Barr, please keep 'em coming!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 6, 2013

    A story that stays with you

    I love anna pigeon but to truthful, once i finish one, I only remember a little about the plots. This one was totally different. Maybe it is because child abuse and explotation is such a real thing and an uncomfortable thing, but this story is a gutsy and well written story. The true hero of the story is not Anna but Claire. It is a haunting story that is maybe a little too real for all the people who gave it a bad review. If you are looking for a fluffy who done it, this is not for you. If you are looking for a good gritty mystery, please give it a read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 30, 2012

    Didn't care for this one

    I read all of the Anna Pidgeon series, but this one was a little too weird for me. Maybe the topic was a little off

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 19, 2012

    There are times Barr gets hideously intense and it is very diffi

    There are times Barr gets hideously intense and it is very difficult to keep reading (Winter Study is a case in point). This one is a bit different. In this case, the depravity of the situation Anna faces is apallling and downright revolting. I don't know if it has a real life counterpart, although I'm afraid it probably does in the dark recesses of some of our cities. But yet, there is one thing about this book that is absolutely incredible and that is the Claire Sullivan character. You have to get well into the book to appreciate Claire as anything but a very strange person, but once you get far enough, you find that Barr has created a rather exquisitely-drawn character. After it starts to come together who she is and why she is doing what she is doing, then you find you have to finish because she simply has to prevail.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 18, 2012

    Sick!

    This is a very sick, sick story! Don't go there!

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  • Posted February 5, 2012

    Highly Recommended

    This was a excellent story. It took me a little while to get into it, as she cut the characters stories into two different stories and then merged them together. But, it is a must read! I couldn't put it down!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 25, 2011

    A Disappointment

    Having read most of the Anna Pigeon series, I have always enjoyed the National Park settings of the stories. However, this story was too dark for me and frankly I stopped reading. If Anna returns to the parks, maybe I will too, but voodoo, underage sex acts by minors in dark seedy New Orleans bars, etc just turned me off. Anna, get back to work where you belong!

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  • Posted April 2, 2011

    Barr's writing continues to grow

    Like Barr's novel 13 1/2 this Anna Pigeon mystery is set in Post Katrina New Orleans. It is unusual for AP mysteries to change POV but it works here. Another great adventure for our favorite park ranger.

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  • Posted January 26, 2011

    Not the usual Anna Pigeon

    I've read every book by Nevada Barr. Some I've liked more than others, but the subject matter of Burn was way too dark. While well written, it didn't need to be so specific regarding the exploitation of children. It literally made me sick. I will look closer at the next book to make sure that the subject matter is what I will enjoy. Hopefully Nevada Barr hasn't alienated her many fans.

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  • Posted January 9, 2011

    Abilene

    Enjoyed this book; characters good, NO setting always fun and was a fast read.

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