The Day of the Jackal

If memory serves me correctly (alas, it has failed me on many an occasion!) this was the first Frederick Forsyth novel I’ve read. It was also his first novel, written in just 35 days! It was quite difficult to get through the first time, not just because of all the big fancy words (for a […]

Hallowe’en Party

In keeping with this recent re-reading trend of mine, I read Agatha Christie’s Hallowe’en Party. (There’s another one on that list, you’ll see soon.) Usually, I prefer reading Miss Marple mysteries to Hercule Poirot simply because of the settings of these stories and that quality of unseen evil that pervades them all without getting hampered […]