#1270: “I flatter myself it is impossible to tell how my stories will end until the last chapter.” – The Clue of the Twisted Candle (1918) by Edgar Wallace

There’s been a some confusing talk of horses here lately, so let’s abandon that metaphor for now and turn to an author who is often entertaining without any weighty expectations of being good: cue Richard Horatio Edgar Wallace and The Clue of the Twisted Candle (1918).

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#1242: “Nothing appals me more than the criminal mind.” – Four Square Jane (1929) by Edgar Wallace

First brought to my attention when one of its escapades was included in the Penguin Book of Gaslight Crime [ss] (2009), Four Square Jane (1929) by Edgar Wallace is a novel in reality comprising a series of separate adventures of our eponymous thief as she seeks to relieve the wealthy of their property in the interests of charitable endeavours.

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#1236: “A Christmas crime, a cheery, cosy, English middle-class crime.” – Silent Nights [ss] (2015) ed. Martin Edwards

I’ve been planning this for over a year, since reviewing the British Library’s fifth collection of Christmas short stories last November. Finally, then, December will see me reviewing Christmas-themed books for perhaps the first time since starting this blog in 2015, with a second BL collection coming in the weeks ahead.

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