The death of this superb British crime writer (on
November 27, 2014) can't be called a shock--she was ninety four. It can be termed a loss for anyone who
wonders not just who killed a character, but why. Her Adam Dalgliesh was possibly the most
cerebral of all investigators. It would
take time to learn the who in one of
her books, but when you finished reading there was no doubt as to the why.
Children of Men,
not a detective story, was my favorite book. The human race is about to end
because no children have been born for decades. A reader might see a book blurb
about that and expect a medical thriller in which a scientist close to
discovering a cure has to dodge the charlatans who sell fertility amulets. What
they would get is a thoughtful look at what drives desperate people and how
they treat one another in difficult times. And P.D. James' version of a dramatic chase scene at the end. (Don't
bother with the movie. I didn't recognize her book in it.)
To P.D. James, cheers for those early macabre thoughts, and
thanks for sharing them with us through your books.
To aspiring mystery writers, study those nursery rhymes.
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