There’s something about the week between Christmas and the New Year, when the world goes calm and still, that invites curling up with a blanket, a steaming cup of something caffeinated, and a pile of books. There are so many books I associate with this particular week of the year, although the one that leaps to mind first is Dorothy Sayers’s The Nine Tailors.
This week, I continued my Jenny Colgan binge with Meet Me at the Cupcake Cafe . (These books are perfect for being up at two a.m. with baby. They almost make me not mind being awake. Almost.)
I took a break from books about baked goods with Hercule Poirot’s Christmas. Is it horrible to admit that I like Agatha Christie better on the screen than on the page? Her writing is very spare and very cinematic, with quick breaks between viewpoints. I love her stories for the story of them, but when it comes to style, I much prefer Dorothy Sayers.
After my little excursion into crime, I returned to my Colgan marathon with Christmas at the Cupcake Cafe (self-explanatory). This one has the added bonus of being partly set in my own New York, and being very recognizably my own New York (which isn’t always the case in books).
Now, with the new year approaching, it’s just about time for me to really knuckle down on my new book. Which means finding a series to read while I work. I’m thinking of giving the Dresden Files a go. Any thoughts?
What have you been reading this week? And are there any books you particularly associate with this time of year?