Out of the Omnibus

So, I found this book in the second hand store.

Fifty cents, I kid you not. The intro by the splendid Ms. Sayers alone is worth the price of admission.

I love reading old books. A deep dive into the strange and the obscure is my favorite catnip. Also, as an untrained urbanite, it’s the only kind of archeology I get to do. And as I’m writing madly on my next mysteries and thrillers, I figured getting some deep background on the genre would be useful. But let’s face it, mostly, I just have an...