I’d been feeling a bit behind last week as I realized I’d only finished reading one book since my semester ended, but I’ve kicked things into high gear and I’m back on track.
Friday morning I finished Agatha Christie’s classic murder mystery Murder on the Orient Express. This was only my second time reading a work by Christie, and I was anxious to delve into something fun and quick. I didn’t quite speed through it as I expected (our drive to and from Austin, TX was spent largely listening to Serial and watching episodes of “Frasier” and “Friday Night Lights,” so I didn’t do much reading along the way).
After getting home, I made it a mission to read again, so I worked my way through Murder on the Orient Express as quickly as I could. One thing colored my experience a bit: in my first year of grad school, I did a lot of research and a bit paper on the Edgar Allan Poe’s C. Auguste Dupin, one of the first fictional detectives who provided the foundation for Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes and Christie’s Hercule Poirot. This research made it a bit more difficult for me to dive into the story and enjoy it because I found myself comparing Christie’s character to those of her predecessors. Not really fair to her, but I can’t really help it.
Despite this little obstacle, the book is fun and dramatic, just as you’d hope a mystery would be. Christie is a safe bet if you’re looking for a quick and entertaining summer read.