Mystery thrills

I am taking a break from reading my voluminous pre-course notes for next week. Yes it’s another exercise of self harm—reading, listening and then writing a 5000 word dissertation. I will be enclosed with total strangers for three whole intensive days trying to understand psychology in organisations. I am resisting the urge to start reading my current fav novels by Kathy Reichs—all about forensic science. A couple of weeks ago Peter came home with three books from Reichs. She was recommended by one of his clients. Peter knows my penchant for mystery thrillers and detective stories. My absolute favourite of this genre is Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes. I have read all of Patricia Cornwell’s Kay Scarpetta character. It was that conversation that led Peter’s client to suggest Reichs. At first I thought Reichs was just copying Cornwell—after all her plots were similar. But Reichs descriptions were more detailed. Yes call me macabre but I do like reading this stuff. I also like the logic and research that goes with every investigation. Anyway, I have read several of Reich’s books since then and I am about to read another one. All in all I only have two books of hers that I haven’t read…yet.
I go through these stages. There was one time I was obsessed with Amy Tan. I read her books from Joy Luck Club to Bonesetter’s Daughter. Come to think of it I think it’s about time to get her new one—I bet it’s on sale on Amazon! Ah, before I even start thinking of looking online I must get through next week’s course. Then I read books from these writers fully immersing myself into the lives of their main characters: PD James Commander Adam Dagleish, Agatha Christie’s Detective Hercule Poirot series and Miss Jane Marple and Ruth Rendell’s Inspector Wexford’s mysteries. Yes I feel I am on first name basis with all these characters!
Do books sum up a person’s character? Does this mean I am some sort of a closet detective or a demeneted perv? I know some people who love to read sci-fi. I must confess down to earth detective stories really capture my attention. Peter says that blood and guts is all I want to read about. Yeah why not? But how do I explain my interest in perusing store catalogues? Maybe it is just a manifestation of my Gemini traits—contrast is my middle name.
We’ve been having some funny weather recently. Yesterday and before dawn today we had hail. Hailstorms are quite dramatic. Sam hates them and he trembles long after the storm has passed. I still washed my car though. I just do not like road dirt left on the car for weeks on end. In short I do not like driving a dirty car.
It’s 2pm and I haven’t had my lunch. Maybe I should make my way downstairs and make myself something really tasty. Hmmm, now that sounds like a great idea!