Who Did It?

I couldn't bring myself to title this post "Who Dun it?" though for some reason that felt most appropriate for me. Anywho, it doesn't mater whose fault "it" was because I'm not going to find out until the end--because I've become a cozy mystery junkie. I don't know what it is, but it's like someone took my favorite chick lit heroine, threw in some suspense, a hot guy, and some gut-busting humor and I am SO there.

I've been having a great time introducing myself to them and a majority of the ones I picked up have huge backlists. Good for my mind, bad for my wallet. My poor little Nook Color doesn't know what to do with itself right now. Probably wants to kill me because I made it gain ten lbs and it didn't even get to savor the old, less weighty version of itself.

And, yeah, I know, I'm erotic romance/erotica writer, what the hell am I doing devouring cozy mysteries?

Variety, my friend, is the spice of life. Sometimes, just sometimes, I want a book with a good fade to black sex scene and for me, these little babies are my everything right now.

Here are some of the one's I've either read or picked up to read soon:

Introducing a delightful new series featuring Carolyn Cosi, manager of the historic Village Blend coffeehouse...

Carolyn arrives at work to discover the assistant manager dead in the back of the store, coffee grounds strewn everywhere. Two detectives investigate. But when they find no sign of forced entry or foul play, they deem it an accident. Still, Carolyn is not convinced. And after the police leave, Carolyn can't help wondering...If this was an act of murder, is she in danger?

The streets of San Francisco would be lined with hardcovers if rare book expert Brooklyn Wainwright had her way. And her mentor wouldn't be lying in a pool of his own blood on the eve of a celebration for his latest book restoration.

With his final breath he leaves Brooklyn a cryptic message, and gives her a priceless—and supposedly cursed—copy of Goethe's Faust for safekeeping.

Brooklyn suddenly finds herself accused of murder and theft, thanks to the humorless—but attractive—British security officer who finds her kneeling over the body. Now she has to read the clues left behind by her mentor if she is going to restore justice…

 When she moved to Stoneham, city slicker Tricia Miles met nothing but friendly faces. And when she opened her mystery bookstore, she met friendly competition. But when she finds Doris Gleason dead in her own cookbook store, killed by a carving knife, the atmosphere seems more cutthroat than cordial. Someone wanted to get their hands on the rare cookbook that Doris had recently purchased-and the locals think that someone is Tricia. To clear her name, Tricia will have to take a page out of one of her own mysteries-and hunt down someone who isn't killing by the book.

Antiques-shop clerk Maggie O'Neill was a little weirded out when she discovered her new boss Felicity was a witch. But when Felicity becomes the suspect in a local murder, Maggie must enlist Felicity's wiccan friends for help--and discover her own spellbinding talent.