Happy Friday, all! I have a richness of books lined up (I feel like like Scrooge McDuck about to leap into his money pool every time I look at my Kindle screen– it’s all I can do not to just gloat over it), but what with one thing and another I wound up with very little reading time this week. Because isn’t that always the way?
I started the week with number– oh goodness, possibly number twenty-two?– in Patricia Wentworth’s Miss Silver mystery series, The Silent Pool, in which a series of attempts are made on the life of an elderly actress, culminating in, you guessed it, murder. (You kind of have to say that with a Hercule Poirot roll of the r’s.)
Right now, I’m indulging in the rare treat of a brand new Elly Griffiths novel, number mumble mumble in the Ruth Galloway series. (Sorry. After book four or five I’m terrible at remembering what number we’re up to in anything!) This one is called The Lantern Men and involves a strange commune, a charismatic cult leader type, and a series of murdered women. And, of course, forensic anthropologist Ruth Galloway, her perpetually complicated relationship with detective chief inspector Nelson, and local folklore of various kinds.
What have you been reading this week?