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Oct. 11th, 2002 12:25 pmIt's been a busy couple of weeks with a lot of little things taking up my time. I picked up some fiction at the public library that I really want to read, but I haven't quite been able to get myself to sit down and focus on reading. I'm about halfway through Elizabeth Haydon's Requiem for the Sun and have just started Katya Reimann's Prince of Fire and Ashes . I'm finding the Reimann difficult because I've forgotten large chunks of what happened in the previous two books and simply don't seem to have the energy to piece it all together as I read (which is my normal practice in cases like this).
I did finally finish reading Susan Holtzer's Better than Sex. I like the Ann Arbor component of her mysteries because I recognize a lot of the places that she mentions, but occasionally there's a jarring note (For example, one novel involves scenes in my old college dorm, and the details aren't quite right. Close but not quite). I expect I'll keep buying Holtzer's stuff, though, because I have fun reading it.
I still haven't quite figured out what it is that makes me like or dislike a particular mystery. Some of it, like so much these days, seems to have to do with my mood when I first attempt to read the book. (I'm finding this a big factor when I try to read epic fantasy these days, but I can usually tell when it's my mood as opposed to genuine problems with the novel when I'm in the fantasy genre.) I suspect that some of it is that I don't particularly care about the puzzles involved in most cases. I'm interested in the characters, and I want to find some that I actually like.
I did finally finish reading Susan Holtzer's Better than Sex. I like the Ann Arbor component of her mysteries because I recognize a lot of the places that she mentions, but occasionally there's a jarring note (For example, one novel involves scenes in my old college dorm, and the details aren't quite right. Close but not quite). I expect I'll keep buying Holtzer's stuff, though, because I have fun reading it.
I still haven't quite figured out what it is that makes me like or dislike a particular mystery. Some of it, like so much these days, seems to have to do with my mood when I first attempt to read the book. (I'm finding this a big factor when I try to read epic fantasy these days, but I can usually tell when it's my mood as opposed to genuine problems with the novel when I'm in the fantasy genre.) I suspect that some of it is that I don't particularly care about the puzzles involved in most cases. I'm interested in the characters, and I want to find some that I actually like.