You’ve just had a long, hard, exhausting day, and all you want to do is curl up with something light, fun, easy, fluffy, distracting, and entertaining.
What book do you pick up?
Any regular readers of this blog will know that my bread and butter fluff belongs to the crime and thriller genre, although they vary from the genteel M. C. Beaton mysteries, through the Chicago or Santa Monica-set private investigator novels featuring mid-30s women hunting down the bad guy single-handedly (see below), past gritty police procedurals like Taboo into the deep, dark and nasty (e.g. Stieg Larsson’s Millennium Trilogy).
Occasionally (although less now), I might dip into what I call “archeological thrillers” – Clive-Cussler-style adventures which invariably involve protracted shoot-outs, recovery of some ancient artefact or fact about humanity, and at least 5 global locations on at least 3 continents. I’m reading these less and less now because so many of them are just ridiculous and pretty poorly written.
After a tough day’s accounting, I suppose I would be most likely to reach into the oeuvre of Sara Paretsky, Sue Grafton and, most recently, Janet Evanovich, to forget my numbers as I follow their private investigator lasses Vic Warshawski, Kinsey Millhone and Stephanie Plum (respectively) around big bad North American cities.
My mother (The Musician) and I have long traded Paretsky’s novels, and I have no idea which ones I’ve read, in what order, which ones I’ve missed… and I’m not terribly concerned about about fixing that. At the other end of the scale, I have loved Grafton’s novels for a long time, but I seem to have read A and B and a smattering from the middle of the alphabet multiple times (her books are titled A is for Alibi, B is for Burglar etc… she’s up to U is for Untertow now), so I’m making a concerted effort, much to The Physicist’s despair as I steadily move outside that one bookcase limit, to collect the whole series and then go on a full-on Kinsey spree. I foresee this happening about November.
I only started reading Evanovich’s novels recently, but having rather enjoyed One for the Money, Two for the Dough has now arrived at Maison RFBT and I intend to tuck in shortly.