Category Archives: Reading

Everyone Gotta Sleep

Posted on 08/07/2011 by chick

Even famous fictional detectives can’t keep their eyes open all the time. In Death in the Air, Poirot lamented, It happened under my very nose. It is an insult, that, you agree? Hercule Poirot, to sleep while murder is committed! … Continue reading →

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Reading Time

Posted on 08/02/2011 by chick

Just as one sends a letter from place to place, one may send, to one’s self or others, letters through time. Photographs, mementos and journal entries are letters we send into the future; and by writing or speaking about events … Continue reading →

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Tools of the Trade

Posted on 07/31/2011 by chick

Here, perhaps, the reason why I get so little writing done. “It is certainly necessary for a writer to have ideas in his head,” agreed Poirot. from Death in the Air

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Saying It Like It Is

Posted on 07/24/2011 by chick

Poirot was typically kind, but he wasn’t afraid to speak his mind. I wish I had the chutzpah to say this to someone’s face, as he did in Murder on the Orient Express. If you will forgive me for being … Continue reading →

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Reading Roundup

Posted on 07/21/2011 by chick

I don’t have much time to talk about the books I’ve read this year, but I don’t want to leave them completely unmentioned, so here are a few words about the ones I haven’t covered yet. Murder on the Orient … Continue reading →

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Old Letters, Old Age

Posted on 07/17/2011 by chick

Poirot says, “Oh, la la, never does a woman destroy a letter if she can avoid it! Not even if it would be more prudent to do so!” from “The Adventure of ‘The Western Star’” After reading this quote, I … Continue reading →

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Mood Swings

Posted on 07/10/2011 by chick

I wonder if certain people might be able to get away with a crime for just this very reason, as stated by M. Poirot. It is perhaps a fault with us detectives. We expect the behaviour to be always consistent. … Continue reading →

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Traveling Man

Posted on 07/03/2011 by chick

A description of Poirot’s ride on a camel: He started by groans and lamentations and ended by shrieks, gesticulations and invocations to the Virgin Mary and every Saint in the calendar. In the end, he descended ignominiously and finished the … Continue reading →

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A Thought

Posted on 06/27/2011 by chick

I would never say that true stories aren’t good, but I think the made-up ones are usually better.

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Occupational Hazard

Posted on 06/26/2011 by chick

Being a detective is not always the nicest job, really, so it should come as no surprise that most detectives are a mite peculiar, having witnessed human nature too many times at its worst. Our favorite fictional detective, Hercule Poirot, … Continue reading →

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