Too Many Mysteries

 Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.  Philippians 4:8

As I finished Louise Penny’s The Brutal Telling yesterday, this text popped into my mind and convicted me.  Penny does not write a gory tale, but it is a tale of evil.  And when I finished reading—and I drop most everything else to finish—I felt sad.  Sometimes I wonder about an author’s vivid imagination and how he or she can imagine so much depravity. 

I don’t read mysteries that are about serial killers or sex crimes and I avoid those that relate to deep secrets in a family.  I don’t read fantasies or tales of explicit violence.  But I do read a lot of mysteries and even though they are good escape reading, I don’t feel like I have benefited in any real way.

So what have I read recently that made me feel better about my reading choices?  Jeff Chu’s Good Soil—about the farminary here in Princeton and his time at Princeton Seminary.  Douglas Brouwer’s The Traveler’s Path about his travels and the value of travel, and Joan Barthel’s The American Saint, a biography of Elizabeth Seton.  Call of the Camino by Suzanne Redfern, a story in two perspectives of the Camino pilgrimage, years apart. 19th Century Female Explorers by Caroline Roope.  Finding God at Harvard and The Late Starter’s Orchestra by Ari Goldman.

These books are mostly memoirs or biographies.  I don’t care for memoirs that blame family members for a lot of angst.  I do like those that have a spiritual component.

I have written to Brouwer and Goldman and received prompt replies soon after writing.  I have learned that authors are happy to hear from their readers and grateful if one takes the time to thank them.  This morning I thought I could write Barthel because her biography of Seton was so compelling and had to have taken a lot of research.  But sadly, she died in 2018.  Her other books were true crime genre, not one I care to read.  

Nevertheless, I am on the request list for Michael Connolly’s newest book and have even reread The Lincoln Lawyer recently.  Walter Mosely’s newest book is waiting for me at the library now.  I have reread some of the Maisie Dobbs series and will reread some others.  Sadly, Winspear has said she has written the last of that series although I think there is much more I would like to know about Maisie’s life as a married woman with an adopted child post WWII.  So I have not given up on all mysteries but know that I can do better about how I spend my plentiful time for reading. `