Loving Mysteries/Writing Histories

I love to read mysteries. I used to think of mysteries as the book equivalent of candy corn, my special treat which gave me a rush but not one which necessarily was feeding my brain. But as a now over fifty-year long reader of mysteries, I’ve come to realize that not only do mysteries feed my dopamine-driven need for the exhilaration of hunt and seek and find; they also most definitely feed my brain and my soul.

mysteries I’ve loved