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Hej from Copenhagen!1 This is only the second time I’ve ever written a post and scheduled it to go live while I’m away from my desk. It makes this all feel incredibly professional. Like I might be a serious writer with an audience who would notice if she stopped posting suddenly! But what if that first bit was a lie, and I’ve really been publishing pre-scheduled posts for months now… since my disappearance!
I’ve been reading a crime thriller. Can you tell? I find crime thrillers to be my go-to comfort reads these days. But I don’t really use the term comfort reads in the way other that people do. I don’t re-read things that are familiar. I don’t really turn to a particular type of book when I’m stressed (I claim to never be stressed but then I break out in eczema and stop sleeping). I don’t really know what I mean by a comfort read beyond something that I pick up when I want to guarantee a Good Time. I suppose that makes the comfort element the lack of risk. When I say I turn to crime thrillers, I’m really only talking about a very select number of authors that I trust implicitly. The writing still has to be ice-pick sharp. The story, meticulously plotted. The pacing, exquisite. For me, there’s no comfort to be found in something that is lacking. When I’m tired and I’m disappointed with my previous read, I want something unputdownable. When crime writing really works, you can't look away.