This book breaks no new ground, but it covers some familiar bases in a nicely professional way. "Trashed" is a member of the general class of spunky-young-female-newcomer-breaks-into-a-new-profession mysteries. If the heroine of this piece is no Stephanie Plum, she is still entertaining enough in her own way.
In this case, Simone Glass is a bright, new, journalism graduate in her mid-twenties who has crossed the continent to take a job on a Los Angeles-based newspaper. Well, actually, it's a down-market throw-away, but hey, a job's a job, isn't it? On arrival, though, she finds that the expected job has evaporated along with the newspaper itself. Simone is forced to choose between seeking a position on a fish wrapper so appalling that it has been dissed even by the National Enquirer, or to slink home admitting her failure. Her choice, it need hardly be said, is as rapid as it is obvious.
In fact, Simone's experiences with her wretched scandal sheet are both the core and the best part of the book. It is at once amusing and oddly convincing that this spunky, hot-shot journalism major finds herself employed not as a reporter, but much lower down on the food chain as an "inside source," a person of flexible morality who worms her way into the confidence of the poor devils upon whom the sights of her low-minded rag are set and who can be quoted as a "knowledgeable source." And, oh, yes, lucky Simone also has the privilege of rooting around in the garbage cans and dumpsters of the rich and famous.
The specific mystery to be solved in this book is serviceable, no more and no less, and really serves as a backdrop for Simone's misadventures in LA's scandal-land.
A word of warning to the thin-skinned or easily shocked: In the nature of things, Simone observes (but thankfully does not participate in) some pretty lurid and explicit behavior, which she describes in perfectly straightforward terms and about which she offers little in the way of moral judgement.
All in all, the book is not bad. I found myself looking forward to the further adventures of this budding Lois Lane/Hildy Johnson. Looking forward, that is, until the closing pages in which the book takes a wholly unexpected swerve that takes it, in my opinion at least, absolutely in the wrong direction. My personal reaction on reaching the final page was not "Ah, well done," but, "No! How did that happen?"
Seven-eighths of this book yield a four-star rating, but the ending fumbles one star away.
Too bad.
Twenty months ago, when I published this review in Amazon US, I stuck with a three-star rating. In the interval, I find that I have grown more mellow toward the book and less annoyed by its ending--so, four stars.