Well, a specific book.
I've long been a big fan of Midsomer Murders. I'm not quite the fan my mother is--but then few people are. Still, somewhere ages ago I realized the show was based off a series of books written by Caroline Graham and I set about trying to get my hands on one. I don't know if any of you have ever fallen in love with a British writer or series, but the distance between the US and the UK never seems to be worse than when you want a book that's apparently not in print here. (someday I will likely go on a nearly vulgar rant about Emily Brown and the Elephant Emergency)
My parent's managed it long before I did, and suddenly this week, to spite the ridiculous pile of things I should be reading, I started Death of a Hollow Man.
So. Early reactions. Caroline Graham's command of language makes me feel vaguely bereft. The way she manages the detail through all the different character's eye is wonderful. And while I have an eerie feeling at this point that it might get tiresome later on, for now I still find it invigorating.
And my strange thought is entirely wrapped up in constantly wondering if it's going to happen exactly the same way as the tv show. And if all the interweavings of the characters are going to stay the same.
Hopefully, again to spite the epic level of other reading I should be doing, I'll have an answer for you next week.