Happy Friday, all!

Is it embarrassing to admit that I don’t remember what I read this week?  Mostly, I’ve been in a happy research haze, devouring anything I can find about the Manhattan Well Murder of 1799– the topic of the book I’m working on now.   The case was New York’s first big sensational murder trial, with All The Things: a young woman murdered and thrown down a well, a man accused of seducing and murdering her, suspicious sleigh tracks, dodgy witnesses, and a defense dream team composed of Brockholst Livingston, Aaron Burr, and Alexander Hamilton.  (Yes, THAT Burr and Hamilton.)

I vaguely remember re-reading some of my old Elsie Lee romantic suspense novels (I tend to go back to comfort reads when I’m deep in book mode, since they provide an escape without occupying my brain), but the one book that really stuck with me from this week was Jenny Colgan’s delightful The Christmas Bookshop, about a woman whose place of employment closes and is forced to take a job found for her by her revoltingly perfect older sister, who might not be as perfect as all that after all.  Who can resist a book about a struggling bookshop coming into its own, Edinburgh, Christmas, and sisters learning to understand each other.  I read it in one night.  (Which did not do much for my productivity the next day, but was so worth it.)

What have you been reading this week?