I loved mysteries as a child, and still do once in awhile. But when I was in elementary school I read only mysteries and biographies, and Agatha Christie was one of my favorites. This is probably because Miss Marple reminded me of Jessica Fletcher in Murder She Wrote, which was my favorite show along with The Cosby Show and The Frugal Gourmet.
I’ve always wanted to return to Christie’s books and read them all during the course of a summer. Really, they are the ideal sort of books for summer – solid writing, puzzle-solving, and easily read during a day at the beach. So, for several summers in a row I’ve tasked myself with this challenge, but unfortunately I’ve never quite done it. Truth be told, I’ve never even come close. The list is long and yet when one sees Christie’s little books lined up on the shelf, it seems achievable to read them all in just a few months. I usually get through a couple, but am quickly (and easily) sidetracked by other books.
While I never been able to read all of Christie’s books back-to-back, I do still read them once in awhile. I’ll often pick one up when I’m between books or have a taste for mystery. And they remain wonderful, nostalgic reads, both the Miss Marple and Poirot are the kind of series that can be read again and again.