Quietly

These past few months have been more than a bit trying for me.  So trying that the pandemic is suddenly far less scary.  Well.

I’ve been coping with little escapism.  Sitting quietly with a lovely little cozy murder…with The Golden Girls playing in the background.  My latest favorite cozy series is Kerry Greenwood’s Miss Fisher murders.  Aahhhh….  For a couple of hours, disappear completely into the wonderful fictionalized world of Australia’s late 1920’s.  Phryne Fisher is smart, sophisticated, stylish, and Uncle Scrooge McDuck wealthy.  The stories are fun, the characters enjoyable, an overall mood lifter.  But sooner or later, a person has to snap back to the here and now.

What snapped me back was a gift of a book.  One of my Dad’s books.  Dad enjoyed his mysteries  – humorous, historic, gritty – all except cozy.  I opened  My Soul to Take by Yrsa Sigudardottir (the second in her series with attorney Thora Gudmundsdottir).  This book is enveloping, gritty, and intelligent. While there are Agatha Christie worthy twists, she adds a bit of interpersonal humor – along with the gruesome murders.  The characters have depth and substance.  I also enjoy the taste of Icelandic history and description of the amazing landscape.  I think I’ll have to ask Mom if any more of Yrsa Sigudardottir are lurking in her house.

so.  It seems my grace period of floaty escapism is closed.  Well – nothing wrong with the occasional tv rerun and Miss Fisher book as long as it is accompanied with a bit of grit.

As always, thank you  for reading and stay safe.

Book orders

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I got off to a slow start today.

I stayed up late last night to finish a book, A Dying Fall by Elly Griffiths. I happened to buy this book in January – or was it February – before the pandemic had been declared. I realized, at the time, this was the fifth in Ms. Griffith’s Ruth Galloway series but decided to buy it anyway. I was actually rather proud of myself: me? start reading a series out of order? Unheard of! I congratulated myself for such rebellious behavior and plopped the book on my ever expanding ‘to be read pile’.

A couple of weeks later Dave and I went to the library. I happened to see The Crossing Places by Elly Griffiths – the first in the Ruth Galloway series. What the heck…I checked it out. Read it. Loved it. A dandy mystery with a wonderful lead character. Dr. Ruth Galloway, an archeologist, is a stand out in the genre. A great character and a very interesting story line. Being a mystery lover, I am always delighted to ‘discover’ an intelligent and engaging series. (I know this one has been out for quite awhile – I’ve come to the party a tad late.)

By then, our governor had closed all non essential businesses. No more trips to the library or bookstore for my entertainment – I would have to make due with the umpteen books sitting/piled around my house. What to read? Revisit a comforting old favorite? That would be perfect to sooth the nerves. Or… As I stood in front of my overcrowded bookshelves, my eyes landed on book number five in the Dr. Ruth Galloway series.

Damn.

I ordered books two thru four from thriftbooks.com. Devoured them. Loved them too. So much so that today I have ordered the next three books. (And a couple from James Doss. His were easy to rationalize, I can’t find them in my library branch.) I’ve learned my lesson. No more random starts or stops – begin at the beginning and stay the course. A lesson for our times.