Whodunit?

Happy New Year, friends! I closed out my 50th book on Goodreads two nights ago, just in time to make my 2018 Reading Goal. I *might* have cheated just a bit there at the end as I began to count Christmas books that I was reading to the kids, but I didn't feel too bad about it as several of them were new to me (even if they were short). I've got my 2019 goals in place, and if you're a reader on Goodreads, I'd love to connect with you there and exchange reading recommendations!

If you've been around the blog for any time at all, then you know that I'm a fan of mysteries. Although 2018 found me expanding my authors and detective circles, I have long been hooked on Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes character, and Agatha Christie's Hercule Poirot.

My personal library contains a number of volumes by both authors, and this Christmas the Hubs indulged me a little bit more by stuffing my stocking with Sherlock Holmes footwear. But as I curled up on the bed to re-read a classic Poirot (Mrs. McGinty's Dead), I couldn't help but wonder if it was wrong to be mixing my detectives in such a way...what do you think?