For a great light read, why not start with the eminently civilised novels of McCall Smith?
Immense learning and a lifetime of experience combined with careful, playful observation make each one of his books a harried literate modern’s Great Escape.
Isabel Dalhousie is an inquisitive and philosophizing young lady, but she lacks street smarts. Though agnostic, she believes philosophical ethics can be firmly grounded in common civility and decency.
Hers is a solidly ordered world which quite adroitly and firmly sidesteps the glaring devils of postmodernism. The old ways are there for a reason, she thinks.
Her thought patterns have the non-panoptic vision of navigating one’s way through the Chunnel.
So she gets into some pretty sticky wickets!
But she’s endlessly charming, and combines sophistication with a disarming guilelessness that will captivate the less demanding cozy mystery lover - who yearns to relax under the spell of a sympathetically ‘normal’ author.
And this adroitly-resolved mystery about a fascinating contemporary painter - whose works for Isabel are at the very apogée of personal faves - is fascinating. How often do you find cozy mysteries with a brooding, atmospheric conundrum at their heart?
You see, this great artist’s works are inexplicably multiplying, even though he’s missing and presumed dead! Isabel smells a rat...
Yes, and she has a love interest which never seems to boil over - after all, she’s British and discreet.
And of course, she has a modern brain which often DOES sometimes heat to the maximum...
But that’s how she solves mysteries!
I hooked onto Isabel about two years before joining GR. Soon my wife was every bit as immersed in the francophone versions as I was.
One trip downtown for an appointment on the bus - I with my ‘Kindle’ Isabel, my better half with her livre de poche - I would pester her anxiously over spoilers she would let drop, she being further along in the series.
Those were good, sunny days, as I recall now - before my Dad’s near miss with the Grim Reaper - which wreaked havoc with my family’s emotions! A pleasant interlude after the amelioration of my burnout symptoms - that was not to last, for now.
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s (almost) gone?
But Isabel never sails on such stormy waters, thank goodness! She’s comfortably dead-centrist - a place where the Brit Oxbridge types go for their fine-tuned cozy reading pleasure.
This sleuth is classy but placid: cozy, but just a tad nosy.
She’s smart, but ingenuous - and a bit too curious!
And that’s what makes McCall Smith’s CULTURED cozy mysteries - of which the African series Ladies’ No 1 Detective Agency is another example - so endearingly human!
And if you don't buy one of the Isabel books, but want something more serious, pick up a copy of Smith’s insightful work on W.H. Auden.
You’ll see the inner life of Isabel Dalhousie close up - cause old Wystan’s her (and Smith’s) favourite poet - and you’ll have more of a clue on the widely embracing human vision that really makes her, and Smith, tick.
(HINT: Human Life is meant to be HUMAN, not ROBOTIC!)
For Alexander McCall Smith’s plucky heroines are guileless, yes - clueless, no!