Expository dialogue! My number one pet hate.
Number two, close behind, is authors (and subeditors, if such still exist) who can’t manage continuity. I’m reading Kerry Greenwood’s Phryne Fisher series for the umpteenth time and she changes So Many Things. First Dot’s name is Bryant, then it’s Williams. First Jane is blonde-brown, then brown, then chestnut. Phryne’s first sexual experience is with Rene after the war, then it was with someone else. Phryne lives at 221B The Esplanade, St Kilda, but in one book she’s driving to her house in St Kilda Road (which does go through St Kilda but is emphatically not The Esplanade). Ember the cat goes from a six week old kitten to a grown cat when he’d only be about ten weeks old, and sometimes he’d a tom and sometimes neutered. She has the first winter storm hitting in July-August, extremely unlikely for Melbourne. Phryne is always on about how hard her childhood was and how she loves being rich but could get on perfectly well if she was cast out in the street in her petticoat (quoting Elizabeth I) - but when she goes undercover as a rider in a circus she falls apart away from all her belongings and staff.
Believe it or not I do like these books (when I’m in the right mood) but ermagerd Greenwood really needed an editor to make her fix these issues!