I’m a very weird reader, people. I read tons of mystery novels because that’s my way to unwind. But I never retain anything from them. And I mean I don’t retain anything at all.
For example, I finished a new mystery by Richard North Patterson 4 days ago. I like this author and the mystery was good. Yet, I already have absolutely no idea who the murderer was. I’m not even completely sure if there was a murder. As for the names of characters, I have no idea what they are.
In a way, it’s good because I can reread the same mystery literally a dozen times and always feel surprised by the ending. It saves money.
Of course, it isn’t like that when I read professionally. When I read what I call “an actual novel” (people who specialize in the mystery genre will now slaughter me, and with good reason, too), I remember the text so well that I can say months later if a certain word was used and around what page of the novel. I don’t mean words like “and” or “if”, of course. But if the text contained, say, the word “monster”, I will remember that for a very long time.
I’m a compendium of weirdnesses.

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