It has been such a long time since I’ve binged on mysteries. I ready every kids’ mystery in the Springfield Public Library before I was 9 – so it was always a genre I loved. Then I worked my way over time through all the greats- Agathy, Ngai0, Dorothy. Fewer and fewer mysteries over the years. About 5 years ago, I read all of the Elizabeth Peters mysteries about the Peabody-Emerson family in Egypt, and I’ve dabbled with Sr. Fidelma and others.
Suddenly I’m back, with Sharyn McCrumb as my main writer. I’m reading now what I’ve discovered is the last Elizabeth MacPherson. That idea was too much to bear, but I’m still not ready to ready any of her really scary horror story mysteries. So I got into my library account this morning, and found 2 really weird sounding mysteries – Bimbos of the Death Sun and Zombies of the Gene Pool (isn’t it awful what an addiction will make you do? : > ). Plus a number of anthologies she’s contributed stories to.
Maybe I’ll be through this phase before I run out of those.