Recently I have been watching Murder She Wrote on Netflix while I knit.
It is good background noise to keep my brain busy and I can tune it out
when I need to concentrate.
When I was a kid I loved this show. My dad and I were both night
owls and there was often Murder She Wrote reruns on TV. I grew up
wanting to be like Jessica Fletcher when I was older. In fact I think
she is the reason I once harbored desires to be a writer. The show
isn't nearly as brilliant as I remember but nostalgia does excellent
things for the palate.
I also have been enjoying the Geraldine McEwan as Miss Marple. I
don't really enjoy most versions of this but there is something sort of
sassy and naughty but for the most part still respectable about her
portrayal.
On the book front, I have been reading the Lady Julia Grey novels by
Deanna Raybourn. I enjoyed the first two very much but I am less
enthralled as I go through the series. I do have to say that this
author knows how to write an opening page. I have some other general
issues with her style and that may be what is making me loose interest.
I will finish reading the current one and try her next before I make
any decisions.
