According to Gabriel Garcia Marquez's brother, the author is suffering from dementia and is no longer able to write. link

I just read the first Maisise Dobbs book and really liked it. I've also been reading the Agatha Raisin books, which are very light and fluffy reading. Agatha can be annoying on occasion but usually the mysteries are interesting.

I've just started the Agatha Raisin books. I'm enjoying the first one.

My main problem with later Mary Russell books is Mary's attitude. She's only in her 20s, but she sounds more like a cranky old person than Holmes. I'm sitting there going, "Oh, cool, you get to fly in an early plane! And visit fascinating archaeology sites! And solve mysteries with Holmes and travel to interesting places and and and . . . " and there's Mary grousing about a bad polish job on her shoes.

But I like the between-the-wars time period in which the books are set (that's part of what I like about the Peter Whimsey books, too), and some of the mysteries are interesting.

That's sad about Gabriel Garcia Marquez, and no doubt very hard on his family.

The wars don't come up much in the Amelia Peabodys, except as it touches intelligence work in Egypt. Ramses, being young and adventurous and brilliant, gets pulled into it. Personally, if you stop at He Shall Thunder in the Sky, which resolves the great question of several books, I don't think you'll regret it. I also think Elizabeth Peters got too enthralled with Sethos, because he nearly takes over the later books.

I also think Elizabeth Peters got too enthralled with Sethos, because he nearly takes over the later books.

So he's like the Spike of the series.

Except Amelia doesn't sleep with him, and is only briefly tempted into admiring him. Her love for Emerson is so pure!

I'll very much second Consuela's recommendation of the non-Cadfael Ellis Peters mysteries.

Inspector Felse! Love him.

I also like Ngaio Marsh, except as with Sayers, there's that whole classist racist homophobic thing that creeps in occasionally.

I also like Ngaio Marsh, except as with Sayers, there's that whole classist racist homophobic thing that creeps in occasionally.

I don't know what bothers me more - noticing those things upon a re-read of a favorite, or realizing that I didn't notice them at all the first time I read them.

I hope that I would have noticed the repeated use of "dago" in Have His Carcase when I first read it, and I merely forgot about it in the intervening years. ::sigh::

WRT Marquez, there have been rumors for the past two years or so about it, so the acknowledgment is sad but unsurprising. It does lend a new wallop to the patriach (I was trying to remember what his name was but all the Buendias blend!) in One Hundred Years of Solitude.