Day 17 0f 365 - A Cozy Mystery

On the long drive back home today, after our mini-vacation, I amused myself by reading a cozy mystery novel.  I enjoy reading a variety of fiction and non-fiction from serious to light topics.   For reading in the car though, unless I am deeply engaged in a non-fiction book I just may nod off.

Cozy mysteries are a genre which still have an interesting plot but, unlike the forensic thrillers, tend not to be so gruesome.  I used to read that type in the past as I found the personality analysis of the killer rather interesting.  But now, I don't want to immerse myself in someone's murderous psychotic behavior.

I'd rather read something that has a mystery to be solved but also contains the humorous or more mundane aspects of people and life.  There is quite a wide variety available in many different areas of interest from cooking, to knitting to history, and many more.

Many of these books are written as series, with recurring characters and themes.  The one I was reading in the car today has a historical bent.  The protagonist lives with her family in southern England and the mysteries she becomes involved in all have aspects of true historic events intertwined in the story.

I've read most of this author's books in this series.  They are fairly compact novels, something I would usually read on a weekend.  I just happened to receive the latest one from the library just before our trip, so it was the perfect one to bring.

In this one I'm learning a bit about the history of smuggling in 17th and 18th century England threaded through a modern story of intriguing characters and family life in small villages.

I did not quite finish it in the car today and will do so this evening.  I have no doubt that the mystery will be solved and that the ending will be happy, except of course for the villain.

After unpacking and putting away everything we took on our trip, plus the new things we purchased, my health and vitality will be supported tonight by relaxing, finishing my book and hopefully having a good night's sleep in my own bed.

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