Tag Archives: Dorothy Sayers

Mary Renault, “The Friendly Young Ladies”

I grew up reading Mary Renault’s gripping historical novels about ancient Greece, especially the two Theseus novels, The King Must Die and The Bull from the Sea. So I was surprised when, at the library, I found a Mary Renault … Continue reading

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Susan Hill, “The Vows of Silence”

I hate when I do this, but I bet you’ve done it, too. You’re on vacation, in an unfamiliar book store. You see a book by a favorite writer but gosh! can’t remember if you’ve read it or not. You … Continue reading

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Elizabeth George, “This Body of Death”

Sometimes I wonder if the classic police-procedural style murder mystery has a future. The form has endured since, oh, let’s say the 1930s, bringing a lot of pleasure and diversion to millions of readers. Times change, and the puzzle-format mysteries … Continue reading

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Edmund Crispin, “The Case of the Gilded Fly”

Stop the presses for a startling literary discovery — the first inklings of meta-fiction in a Golden Age English murder mystery! Yes indeed: in the early pages of The Case of the Gilded Fly professor/detective Gervase Fen says “In fact … Continue reading

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Deborah Crombie, “Where Memories Lie”

What does it mean for the classic English procedural mystery that two of the best practitioners of the genre are American? Elizabeth George is from Huntington Beach, California and Deborah Crombie is from Texas. This makes me imagine them as … Continue reading

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Dorothy Sayers, “Clouds of Witness”

Not much to this one, which is the item in the series when Lord Peter’s brother gets accused of murder at a shooting lodge in Yorkshire.  When I picked it up I couldn’t remember much about it and now I … Continue reading

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Dorothy Sayers, “Whose Body?”

I went to Columbia to watch the Inauguration.  They had a Jumbotron below the steps of Low Library and as we all stood there in the brilliant snowy cold listening to Obama’s speech, the bells at Riverside Church began to … Continue reading

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