I was so honoured to have Me and Banksy nominated for an Edgar Award by the Mystery Writers of America. This morning, I logged on to the virtual awards ceremony in “black tie” — definitely the first time I’ve worn a dress in many months!
While Me and Banksy didn’t win (the award went to the very clever Premeditated Myrtle, by Elizabeth C. Bunce), the event did prompt me to think about all things mystery-related.
Recently, I’ve been reading Louise Penny’s Chief Inspector Gamache series, whenever I wake up at 3 a.m. and can’t get back to sleep. I also scroll through Twitter at that hour, but I’ve noticed Twitter NEVER has any answers. Whereas a great mystery always has an answer somewhere.
And I love spending these pages analyzing each character. What’s hiding in that character’s past? What experiences have shaped her personality? What are her possible motives? What makes her tick? Maybe we should all read a few mysteries, then put our discernment skills to use on the real-life people around us. And maybe the world would be a better, more empathetic place if we put mystery readers in charge!
If you feel like exploring the mystery realm yourself, check out my fellow Edgar Award nominees. And thanks to all the judges and organizers who made this event so much fun!