I've been on a mystery kick lately. By lately I mean "ever since I read my first Enid Blyton book", though. The thing with mysteries, I never know how to write about them without giving out all the major plot twists. And, well, there's usually one major plot twist in mysteries, and it sort of gives away everything.

So this is why I keep typing these filler sentences.

My main subject these days have been Agatha Christie's works. I've read about ten so far, but I feel like I cheated on myself by reading the Most Amazing Three first, so everything else pales in comparison. Now every time I read another mystery, I expect a huge revelation, but it turns out that "the butler did it".

Speaking of revelation, I never expected finding Agatha Christie's (or any other classic mystery writers') works would be such a hard task here. I know there's an eight volume collection of some of Christie's works floating around in used bookstores, but I've only been able to track down three of those so far. (And it took me about six months, if not longer.) I also had one at home to begin with, plus another book consisting of four of her novels. Some of those overlap, so when I'll be done with the one I'm reading right now, I'll pretty much be out of my crack. :P I saw the entire collection in my Aunt's doctor's office the other day, and was very tempted to commit a felony.

I could say I promise to write an actual book post the next time I resurface, but that would be a lie.