And Then There Were None - Agatha Christie

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    When deciding on the next goodread, there is no particular way for me to search for it. It just happens to pop out of nowhere and that is quite abnormal.  Trying to find that next book to read is tiring because I do not find the brief description at the back of every book satisfying so basically I live up to taking a challenge every time I choose to read a book unless it's a Mitch Albom book. Anyways, this time it was one of the Agatha Christie novels. How did that happen, I have no idea. A few months back, there was this huge buzz about Agatha Christie's novels all over the bookstores I've been to and that was odd considering I have not heard of her and that her writings date back to like the 1880s and stuff. 

    As it turned out, I already has a list of books to read through, Agatha Christie was not listed. My mother did mentioned she used to enjoy reading her books when she was around my age, that was impressive considering the fact that I was not aware of the fact that my mother enjoyed mystery, so that was part of the reason why I had the though of reading a novel by Agatha Christies, only if I do not find the books I had in mind. So it was just somewhere down there in that list of mine. Mom never fails to impress me, she knows how much reading I do, however mystery was well..a mystery to me. I never thought I would go back to it after the Frieda Klein series, well the first two books were kind of mystery but then ...lets not get to that now. Anyways, the other reason that made me want to read this book was one of the professors back at my college. There was this one time where he suddenly started talking about this mystery story where a bunch of people start to disappear off an island and no one knows how that actually happens. That was creepy, and well I thought now that's something for a change! The funny part was that he couldn't remember the title of the book, but that wasn't difficult to find though.

    Anyways, this book started off differently. Most writers decide to start their books with that vague epilogue of simply stating " writers opening ". Agatha Christie started off this book with that strong statement that simply means "Writing this and finishing it was very difficult, you won't know but I sure will because it was me who wrote it and it was me who struggled to perfect it." Wow.

    This book walks through a poem where 10 people suddenly meet their faiths differently. It's creepy just writing about it. The only thought that goes through ones mind is "Why?" Well there's this one psychopath that finds joy in murder. Ten people are invited to an island for what they are told " a time away from it all", they all decide to take that and just accept it. They don't make it through the first night, because that's when people's lives start to be taken away. As you read through the book, you can't really blame one of the characters and point them out as the one who's behind all the tension and murders until there's like 5 people alive. You start to analyse the situations, desires and actions of the 5 remaining people and you really do feel their tension, and panic. When they decrease to 3 you start to think that there is no one other than those three on the island, and you get the idea that one of them is actually possessed. When it comes down to two, you change that and just skim through the pages to know who it is. When only one remains, that's when you start to panic yourself because you know it's not possible to be over. That's not what the poem says, all should die but then if one remains, then who's the one....nobody. Well that's not really true.

   They do all die, but then you end up finishing the story but not knowing who did it. Why because Agatha Christie is cool that way. Well the blessed part of having an Epilogue to dig into. That's when you shockingly find out who was behind it all and it just blows your mind away. 

  Right at the end of the very last page of this book, you get sleepless nights from the creepiness this book hold and the awesomeness of reading it.

   I have never thought that such a writer that existed ages ago could come up with such well written mysteries that literally make you stay up all night all paralyzed from the tension and panic that's spilling through the lines of it. I have underestimated this, though I'm having second thoughts as to move on and read another mystery or just stick to something else...but then I should decide when to finish it, and that should definitely be during daytime and never again at night, thank you mom for the late heads-up.