I am a great lover of mysteries, but I’m sad to say that I have never read any works by Agatha Christie. Inspired by a Doctor Who rerun, I decided to finally give the ol’ girl a spin and see what the fuss what about. I picked up my tattered copy of By the Pricking of my Thumbs and read it.
By the Pricking of my Thumbs stars Tuppence and Tommy Beresford, an older couple who’ve been solving mysteries and having adventures in Christie’s previous books. In this particular Tale, Tuppence is attracted to Mrs. Lancaster and the mystery of her sudden departure from an old ladies’ home. Her curiosity pulls her into a complicated web of thievery and murder. And twists toward the end of the story make for a great reveal.
I felt as if I were watching a Masterpiece Classic (or I guess Masterpiece Mysteries would be more apt, but I’ve never actually watched any of those) story. The drama and suspense is very subdued, but definitely keeps the reader intrigued. I was expecting more of a page turner though. I could easily put this book down and start right back up again at a later time. It didn’t keep me reading much past my bedtime each night. I will read more Agatha Christie as I come across them. I doubt I’ve even scratched the surface of her genius.