I love to stretch out in my recliner with my cat curled in my lap and crack open the first page of the newest James Patterson mystery. Before I know it, I'm lost in the back alleys of Washington, D.C., or San Francisco hunting for serial killers. I diligently pay attention to clues and my own hunches about the identity, psychological profile, and plot twists and NEVER, NEVER read the ending. My satisfaction comes when I can close the book and say to myself, "Aha! My hunch was right all along!" There is never a boring page.
I often wonder what it is about mysteries that appeals to old and young, male and female. I'll enjoy reading others' thoughts about mystery novels or certain mystery novelists.
Talk later,
Annadee
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