Narrative is central to our understanding of life. It reflects the structures of human thinking.
There are many reasons we might pick up a detective novel. One is obvious and very simple:
We know we enjoyed the last one.
In 1948, poet W. H. Auden confessed to a passion: “The reading of detective stories is an addiction.”
The delight of finding the hidden thread that pulls together an array of confusing facts, of solving a puzzle, of revealing the hidden significance of things.
One of the great thrills of detective fiction — the thrill of not knowing.
Our reasons for loving detective fiction are complex and hard to describe.
The world is saturated with murder mysteries.
You discovered mystery novels at a young age. You began reading one and you were instantly enthralled. You gobbled it down in one long fevered gulp … and then you went searching for the next.