It’s a funny thing. When I get down to the writing stage of a new book, I need new books to read. Not old comfort reads, but brand-new-to-me books, preferably a series, if one can be had. Laurie King’s Kate Martinelli mysteries got me through the end of That Summer, Laura Resnick’s Esther Diamond novels saw me through The Other Daughter, and Ben Aaronovitch’s Rivers of London made The Lure of the Moonflower possible. I have all sorts of theories about this, none of them terribly useful, especially when I’m desperately in need of a new series– because that new book isn’t just going to write itself. (Although, sometimes, it would be nice if it would, like those elves and the shoemaker. Or do elves only do shoes?)
On the recommendation of my best friend, I’m giving Elly Griffiths’s Ruth Galloway mysteries mysteries a go, although I seem to have started at the end of the series by accident, with The Ghost Fields.
I also finally, finally read Elizabeth Marie Pope’s The Perilous Gard, in which one of the Princess Elizabeth’s ladies in waiting is exiled by Queen Mary to a remote castle where the border between the mortal realm and faerie may be thinner than in other places. How did I never read this book as a teenager? It’s making me feel rather nostalgic for both Pamela Dean’s Tam Lin (Tam Lin reimagined in the 1970s, over four years in a small liberal arts college) and Patricia C. Wrede’s Snow White and Rose Red (an Elizabethan-set retelling of the classic fairy tale).
What have you been reading this week? And do you have any good series to recommend?