October was another decent reading month for me. Eight books read, which seems to be my norm these days, not sure what the increase is down to, possibly lockdown, possibly not.
Anyway, these are the books:
72. The Poisoned Chocolates Case - Anthony Berkeley
73. The French Adventure - Lucy Coleman
74. Capital Crimes - edited by Martin Edwards
75. The Murder Room - P.D James
76. In Strictest Confidence - Craig Revel Horwood
77. Mr. Penumbra's 24-hour Bookstore - Robin Sloan
78. Menace of the Monster - edited by Mike Ashley
79. An Unsuitable Job for a Woman - P.D. James (to be reviewed)
A bit of a mish-mash as regards genres, three crime yarns, two short story anthologies, a bookish fantasy that wasn't really, some light fiction set in France and an autobiography.
It wasn't a standout month as regards quality. They were all good but there were not, as in some months, several really brilliant books. My favourite is this I think:
The Murder Room was beautifully written and very absorbing, brilliant sense of place. I shall be reading more P.D. James in November and December.
The Pull of the River by Matt Gaw, all about canoeing on rivers in England, Jew(ish) by Matt Greene who is a lapsed Jew, and writes about Jewishness, very interesting, and I'm about halfway through The Golden Age of Murder by Martin Edwards. I'm not doing 'Non-fiction November', officially, but I seem to be anyway.
So here we are in November. Another year almost gone... the craziest I've ever lived through and I'm 67 and seen a few things. I've taken comfort in books and am already thinking about reading plans for 2021. Anyone else that mad?