It was part of my original intent of this project to do things that required me to step outside of my comfort zone. I'm not sure how successful I have been at this, although the number of "things that didn't quite work out" seem to point to the fact that I have done this a number of times. A bit of a theme I have going is to take something I like doing and then do something new with it. Today is a fine example of that. I am a voracious reader. However, I am a bit fussy with what I read - mainly classics and the bleaker the better. As a result I have read "almost everything" - which is to say, everything that I've ever wanted to read, nonfiction notwithstanding.
When we were on holiday in England last winter Joseph shocked me by actually buying a book [and I did not buy a book, which is even more surprising as our house is primarily built with my books and his videogames] - it was a collection of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's novels. Of course, I turned up my nose @ this, but in my defence, Joseph hasn't read them either. I have never read one of these novels/stories [and actually I've never read a true mystery novel] so tonight I read a Sherlock Holmes novel. It is actually the first novel, A Study in Scarlet. I'm not quite sure what to say about it - I mean, I didn't hate it. I will certainly read the novel to its conclusion. However, I wasn't convinced either - the language is strangely verbose and the characters are all too character-y. As I am an avid follower of true crime and I do like puzzling out things like that I can't really speak to why this type of story doesn't have more appeal for me.
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