This is quite a recent development. The idea is, on the face of it, ludicrous. One cannot laugh at murder. However, even Shakespeare’s tragedies have their comic relief. (more…)
Any hint of a love interest in the genre used to be pretty basic.
In the cozy whodunit type of book it served to define people, or provide a motive for the crime, or it was a red herring diverting our attention from the clues. (more…)
It occurs to me that in my new mystery the railways play a substantial part, and yet I voluntarily live on an island which has none. During the British rule here, of course, they built one, but practically nothing remains of it. After all, Malta is so small you can walk from end to end in a day or two. The line was proposed in 1870 and opened in 1883. It was seven miles long, from the new capital Valletta to the old one Mdina. Not surprisingly it never prospered and finally died when the state got tired of subsidising it in 1931. (more…)
In the first two books most of the characters were associated with computers and software, and the action was set in London and the home counties (apart from a murder on a jolly to Barcelona) – and maybe in the last decade or two of the twentieth century.
The next book moves back over a century to Northamptonshire in 1844, (more…)