Agatha

Agatha Christie is a one name kind of author, isn't she? There are certain authors who are so big, you don't even really need to say their last names. Jane. Ernest. Agatha. In her case, the single name designation seems well deserved considering that, according to the Guinness Book of World Records, she's the best-selling novelist of all time. 

After recently being inspired to try some of her books, I ended up reading two. First was And Then There Were None , which was much more of a psychological experiment than a traditional whodunit. A group of ten people are invited to a remote island for the weekend by a mysterious. invisible host. As the guests are killed off one by one, they being to realize that one among their party is the secret murderer. For some reason, the whole premise reminded me of the Clue movie.*

Next I tried The Murder at the Vicarage. Luck was on my side when I randomly pulled this off the library shelf because it just happens to be the very first installment of the Miss Marple series. This was exactly like what I expected a Christie novel to be, complete with shifting suspects, nosy neighbors, and idyllic English country gardens. 

I can't say that I feel like I have to rush out and read her complete works, but I think they'll be fun novels to delve into every once in a while. 

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*Can we talk about the Clue movie for a minute? Have any of you seen it? I remember one of my neighborhood friends in elementary school had the VHS and it always felt like the biggest treat to get to go over to her house and watch it, especially since we always got to watch it on the TV in her parents' room while sitting on their water bed, gently bobbing up and down as Colonel Mustard and Miss Scarlet ran around on screen. I may have to add that to my Netflix queue and re-watch it to see if it was even appropriate for us at that age! I have a feeling it may have been just the tiniest bit risqué...