I finished my second book for the year, The Thursday Murder Club by Richard Osman. In this mystery set in England, four senior citizens living in a retirement village investigate a series of local murders. I would tell you more of the details, but I just don’t have the energy for it. Suffice it to say that the four main characters (Elizabeth, Ibrahim, Ron, and Joyce) are delightful, and the structure of the book (short chapters interspersed with diary entries from one of the main characters) makes the story super easy to dip in and out of. Loved it. A Netflix adaptation is said to be coming soon
Currently reading: Cartographers by Peng Shepherd. On the cover, a blurb from The Washington Post describes it as “An enjoyable, fast-paced, (and fantastical) thriller. . . . It’s brilliant.” Twenty pages in, it’s looking good, though the author is playing coy, alluding to the main character’s 7-years-prior fall from grace without having yet explained what happened. If she keeps that up much longer, I’m gonna get pissed.