Monthly Archives: July 2010

And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

Agatha Christie CollectionTitle: And Then There Were None (aka Ten Little Indians and Ten Little Niggers)
Author: Agatha Christie
Publication Year: 1939
Genre: Mystery
Count for Year: 34

How I discovered

I have joined Kerrie from Mysteries in Paradise with her Agatha Christie Reading Challenge and this is part of that.

Synopsis

Ten strangers, apparently with little in common, are lured to an island mansion off the coast of Devon by the mysterious U.N.Owen. Over dinner, a record begins to play, and the voice of an unseen host accuses each person of hiding a guilty secret. That evening, former reckless driver Tony Marston is found murdered by a deadly dose of cyanide. The tension escalates as the survivors realise the killer is not only among them but is preparing to strike again… and again…

– from Fantastic Fiction

Review

When one thinks of the essential Agatha Christie mysteries, one cannot help but think of this one. Myself, I think what makes it classic and why I rate it (cutting to the chase here) 5 stars is the poem at the center of the piece:

Ten little Indian boys went out to dine;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.

Nine little Indian boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.

Eight little Indian boys traveling in Devon;
One said he’d stay there and then there were seven.

Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself in halves and then there were six.

Six little Indian boys playing with a hive;
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.

Five little Indian boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery and then there were four.

Four little Indian boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.

Three little Indian boys walking in the zoo;
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.

Two little Indian boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up and then there was one.

One little Indian boy left all alone;
He went out and hanged himself and then there were none.

and how Christie and the murderer craft the murders of the nine people on the island based around the poem.

When I gave the 5-star rating to the book on Goodreads, one of my friends, Kara from the blog Not Just For Kids, said:

5 stars? Seriously?

And I said, “Yes, seriously,” and then asked her why she hated it, to which she responded:

I didn’t hate it, but I just found that it stretched credibility to a ridiculous extent. When I think of some of her other books, which require more gray cells than suspension of belief–it’s just too sensational for my taste, I guess.

I agree with her that it did stretch credibility and maybe even “to a ridiculous extent,” but I thought the way in which Dame Christie put it all together was masterful anyway, and that is why I rated it 5 stars.

If you’d like to judge for yourself, I encourage you to do so. It’s less than 200 pages and can be read in one sitting. Personally, I believe it will be worth your time.

5- Classic, must read, worth not only owning, but buying extra copies for friends
4- Worth owning a copy
3- Worth picking up at library
2- Worth skimming at the bookstore
1- Worth being a doorstop

Other reviews

If you have reviewed And Then Were None and would like your review to be listed here, add your link in the comments and I will add here as well.

FTC Disclosure: I didn’t receive a copy of this book from the publisher, but took it out from my local library.

Renewing my campaign to get rid of all seasons

I can’t find a happy medium.

Either it’s too hot, for which our little room air conditioner doesn’t do jack shit for our whole little house (or maybe it does do jack shit and that’s the problem, I always was a little confused on the wording of that phrase) or when it is cool like this week, we have thunderstorms coming every night, which is giving me wicked sinus headaches.

Have I mentioned lately that I hate summertime?

No? Well, I do, just like I also hate spring, fall and winter. In fact, back in April, I started a campaign to get rid of all seasons with a Facebook group and I’m now reinstituting that campaign. Thus far, it’s only me and Jaffer, but we’re willing to have more members in our campaign against those pernicious changes in the weather that bring on headaches. If you’re interested in joining, let me know and I’ll invite you.

A brief description of the group follows, as seen on the Facebook page:

Because of the allergies I have almost year-round, I’m starting this campaign to get rid of all the seasons. What will we put in their place? I don’t know. I haven’t gotten that far in the thought process.

And no, I still haven’t got far enough in the thought process to think what will be put in place of the seasons. Why not?

Well, mainly because as Frank sings here…

P.S. Don’t bother responding in the comments with cure-alls. I’ve tried it all: drugs and more drugs, and even the Neti Pot, to no avail. Of course, this means you probably will respond, but don’t be surprised if I mock your solutions — derisively; especially with the headache I’ve got, I’m likely to show no sympathy :)

Watching Die Hard 2: Die Harder with wife

watching Die Hard 2: Die Harder with wife after correcting her not having seen first one, now correcting her not not having seen second one

Author’s Note: This was intended to be a tweet and Facebook status update that I accidentally also sent here via Hootsuite. Now since I’ve already had a couple of comments, I’m just leaving it.

The post wherein I realize yet again my eyes are bigger than my reading appetite (TSS)

July 2010 ReadingThe Sunday Salon.com

So above is  a pile of books that I planned on reading for this month.

The books pictured from top to bottom were:

  1. My Family and Other Animals by Gerald Durrell
  2. Morality for Beautiful Girls, the third No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency mystery, by Alexander McCall Smith
  3. The Kalahari Typing School for Men, the fourth No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency mystery, by Alexander McCall Smith
  4. And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie
  5. The Patriotic Murders by Agatha Christie
  6. Evil Under The Sun by Agatha Christie
  7. The Courage to be Catholic: Crisis, Reform and the Future of the Church by George Weigel
  8. River of Gods by Ian McDonald
  9. The Bureau and the Mole: The Unmasking of Robert Philip Hanssen, the Most Dangerous Double Agent in FBI History by David A. Vise
  10. Die Trying by Lee Child
  11. Drowned Hopes by Donald E. Westlake
  12. Don’t Ask by Donald E. Westlake
  13. Mainspring by Jay Lake
  14. Escapement by Jay Lake *
  15. Pinion by Jay Lake *
  16. How The Scots Invented The Modern World: The True Story of How Western Europe’s Poorest Nation Created Our World & Everything in It by Arthur Herman
  17. The Story of Edgar Sawtelle by David Wroblewski

Of course, after I took that picture, I realized I left out three others:

  1. Backseat Saints by Joshilyn Jackson *
  2. Between, Georgia also by Jackson *
  3. Sad Cypress by Agatha Christie

which brought the total to 20 for the month.

Of those 20, I’ve read three thus far, the ones marked out above. I’ve also given up on four others, the ones with an asterisk, two definitely (the Lake books after reading the first one and deciding Steampunk isn’t for me) and two others indefinitely (the Joshilyn Jackson books).

What hasn’t helped this list is that last week, I also received a book from interlibrary loan: A Monstrous Regiment of Women by Laurie R. King, the second in the Sherlock Holmes/Mary Russell series. Plus yesterday, while “working” at the library, I needed to find a book to read because it was an extremely slow day (I told the lady with whom I was working: “I’d like to say it’s been fun working with you, but really it hasn’t.”) and I had forgotten to take one of the above books with me to read during lunch.

Fortunately, being in a library, I had plenty of books from which to choose. Unfortunately, I was tired from staying up too late the previous night (staying up late playing a silly cellphone game) and couldn’t think straight, so I wandered the fiction aisles aimlessly, looking for the “right book.” Finally, I found it:  The Collaborator of Bethlehem by Matt Beynon Rees, the first in a mystery series featuring a Palestinian detective, Omar Yussef. I had come across the series in the process of shelf-reading.

So I’ve started both that book and the King book and probably will split my time between the two today.

So what’s on your reading radar for the rest this month? What are you reading today?

Addendum: I also read Two for the Money, two novels, by Max Allan Collins, which is part of the Hard Case Crime collection and Thor, a graphic novel, by J. Michael Straczynksi and Olivier Coipel. In short, I liked the graphic novel better than the other two. And, oh, as if that weren’t enough books, I did pick up two other books from the library this week: Losing My Religion: How I Lost My Faith Reporting on Religion in America– and Found Unexpected Peace by William Lobdell and The Gift of Peace: Personal Reflections by Joseph Cardinal Bernardin. Yes, sometimes my eyes are truly bigger than my reading appetite.