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J.K. Rowling is just too nice – and too lucky – to satirise publishing

As a result, Robert Galbraith's The Silkworm is a toothless and inept novel

28 June 2014

9:00 AM

28 June 2014

9:00 AM

The Silkworm Robert Galbraith

Sphere, pp.464, £20, ISBN: 9781408704028

J.K. Rowling’s second novel under the Robert Galbraith moniker is a whodunit set in the publishing industry. This isn’t a rare set-up for crime fiction. Authors, no matter how grungy and streetwise they pretend to be, spend most of their time doing dreary things with people they dislike in the name of selling books.

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