When ten aspiring novelists hide themselves on a remote Maine island, asking nothing but to be left alone to write for a month without interruptions, they expect to find bad food, bad manners, and bad coffee. Instead, they get murder.
In Ten Little Novels, the budding writers start dying off one by one. Who — or what — is responsible for the deaths? They're trapped on the island by a freak storm. They first turn to each other; then they begin turning on each other. Still, the death toll mounts.
Is one of them a demented Agatha Christie fan? Are the freakish coincidences they uncover part of a larger plot? Who or what is guiding the murderer as he (or she) takes yet another victim? As each dies, the behavior of the remaining writers becomes more bizarre. Still, these are ten writers, and so only Death will stop each of them from recording what has happened. When the end of the month comes, each of them will have left a record of everything that happened here. Making sense of the ten little novels, and understanding the clues they contain, will be the final challenge for the last man (or woman) standing.
Miss Snark killed them.
Over over over done.