UK novelist Andrew Martin has won the 2011 Ellis Peters Historical Award for The Somme Stations (Faber and Faber), his seventh novel featuring early 20th-century railway detective Jim Stringer. The announcement of Martin’s win--which includes £3,000 in prize money--was made this evening during a ceremony in London.
A press release from the British Crime Writers’ Association explains that The Somme Stations “plunges into the horrors of World War One trench combat. Stringer and his unit must undertake dangerous nocturnal assignments: driving the trains taking munitions to the front. Death is everywhere, as the trains travel through blasted surrealistic landscapes, and a single-minded military policeman continues to investigate a killing that occurred before the departure for France.” The novel was released in March of this year.
Also nominated for this award were Prince, by Rory Clements (John Murray); The Red Coffin (aka Shadow Pass), by Sam Eastland (Faber and Faber); The Hanging Shed, by Gordon Ferris (Corvus); The Cleansing Flames, by R.N. Morris (Faber and Faber); and Island of Bones, by Imogen Robertson (Headline).
The Ellis Peters Award--sponsored by the Estate of Ellis Peters, Headline Book Publishing Company, and Little, Brown Book Group--is presented annually to “the best historical crime novel (set in any period up to 35 years prior to the year in which the award will be made) by an author of any nationality, and commemorates the life and work of Ellis Peters (Edith Pargeter) (1913-1995), a prolific author perhaps best known as the creator of Brother Cadfael.”
Previous winners include Rory Clements (Revenger), Philip Kerr (If the Dead Rise Not), and Laura Wilson (Stratton’s War).
(Hat tip to It’s a Crime! [Or a Mystery ...].)
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
“S” Is for Saved
Here’s a bit of unexpected good news from the world of independent bookstores. This message was sent by owner Ed Kaufman to patrons of his “M” Is for Mystery ... and More bookstore in San Mateo, California:
(Hat tip to Mark Coggins.)
Earlier this year, I announced my intention to retire from operating the bookstore. Today I am delighted to announce that the bookstore will continue in this space, but under the name Third Avenue Bookstore, with the subtitle of “M” is for Mystery ... and More. We hope you will share our enthusiasm for this venture, which we feel is a most fortunate outcome. Please read on for important information.This development seems destined to boost spirits among the folks who’ll attend “M” Is for Mystery’s annual holiday party, which is scheduled for Saturday, December 3 (between noon and 3 p.m.), and will include members of the Mystery Writers of America and Sisters in Crime. “Enjoy the refreshment buffet while you meet and greet many terrific authors and fellow stalwart customers,” Kaufman adds in today’s notice, “and let us introduce you to Steve Feldman.”
The new owner will be Steve Feldman, whose background includes over 22 years in primarily used and rare books here on the [San Francisco] Peninsula. Steve will feature quality used books, in all categories, along with a special section for mystery and crime fiction, which will include used, collectible and a selection of new books. In addition, the intention is to continue to have some author events as well.
You, our loyal and supportive book-loving customers, have made these fifteen years possible and enjoyable. Authors from near and far, appearing at “M,” have provided the live spark of creativity--that essential living link between book and reader. We know that all of you will always be welcome here and we encourage you to continue making this address your bookstore home, both in person and online.
(Hat tip to Mark Coggins.)
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“America’s First Celebrity”
Today marks the 176th anniversary of Samuel Clemens’ birth in Florida, Missouri. Before he died in 1910, Clemens would become known far and wide by a much different pen name, Mark Twain.
READ MORE: “Mark Twain Gets Birthday Tribute from Google,”
by Alison Flood (The Guardian).
READ MORE: “Mark Twain Gets Birthday Tribute from Google,”
by Alison Flood (The Guardian).
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Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Casualties of Controversy
My Kirkus Reviews column for today is devoted to an interview with Ohio journalist, editor, and author Craig McDonald, whose new standalone thriller, El Gavilan, has been released by Tyrus Books more than two weeks ahead of schedule. As I explain in the intro to that piece,
J. Kingston Pierce: What sorts of research resources did you employ while crafting El Gavilan?
Craig McDonald: Mostly it was written from first-hand observation and some stories we were covering that revealed just what a financial and social impact illegal immigration was having on social services and school systems. There was also a very demonstrable impact in terms of illegal narcotics--particularly meth production--that was spiking crime in central Ohio.
JKP: Are there many real towns in Ohio and elsewhere in the Upper Midwest facing the sorts of immigration pressures seen in your fictional New Austin?
CM: As I’ve described, it’s a pervasive issue across the entire state. You can drive down two-lane county roads in any direction in Ohio, hit a town with little more than a single stop light, and still find illegal immigration stresses ... particularly because Ohio remains so agriculturally centered. As Able Hawk says to Police Chief Tell Lyon in El Gavilan, “the border is now everywhere.”
JKP: Is this truly a standalone novel, or might we expect to see more from Tell Lyon, Able Hawk, and Lyon’s fetching new wife, Patricia Maldonado, in the future?
CM: It’s a standalone. I had a series I wrote prior to the Lassiter series that centered on a journalist turned novelist. That guy was named Chris Lyon, and he actually has cameo appearances in El Gavilan and in the third Hector Lassiter novel, Print the Legend. I have several books centered around Chris that are sort of sitting on my computer, but Tell and Able have had their day, so to speak.
JKP: So, after doing the research and writing this story, how do you think the United States ought to deal with its growing problem of illegal immigration? Build a ridiculously expensive wall? Ease the path to legal immigration? What?
CM: If I had that answer, I’d probably have a clear path to elected office. It’s certainly not a new dilemma. I know a lot of people living in border states and who are living on the front lines. They’re as vexed as anyone else in terms of a strategy that’s financially supportable. The notion of a wall is absurd. On the other hand, not so long ago, it was projected that medical and prison costs tied to illegal immigration could cost the state of Ohio somewhere in the range of an additional $300 million by 2020 or thereabouts.
READ MORE: “The Monday Interview: Craig McDonald,” by John Kenyon (Things I’d Rather Be Doing); “El Gavilan: The Hector Lassiter Connection,” by Craig McDonald (Spinetingler Magazine).
This tale takes place in a fictional Ohio town that’s struggling with its growing influx of Latinos. Racism and violence have both reared their ugly heads in what used to be a quiet community. Now, the rape-murder of a Mexican-American woman, Thalia Ruiz, threatens to cause those tensions to boil over, and it falls to the town’s just-installed police chief, former Border Patrol commander Tell Lyon, along with a corners-cutting, hard-line county sheriff, Able Hawk (“El Gavilan”—The Hawk—of this book’s title), to bring down Ruiz’s assailants before more blood and divisiveness are spread.You’ll find my discussion with McDonald here. Feel free to comment on our exchange or on El Gavilan itself, if you’ve already read it.
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As is typical with my interviews for Kirkus, there was more to my conversation with McDonald than I was able to fit into the column. So I offer the remainder belowJ. Kingston Pierce: What sorts of research resources did you employ while crafting El Gavilan?
Craig McDonald: Mostly it was written from first-hand observation and some stories we were covering that revealed just what a financial and social impact illegal immigration was having on social services and school systems. There was also a very demonstrable impact in terms of illegal narcotics--particularly meth production--that was spiking crime in central Ohio.
JKP: Are there many real towns in Ohio and elsewhere in the Upper Midwest facing the sorts of immigration pressures seen in your fictional New Austin?
CM: As I’ve described, it’s a pervasive issue across the entire state. You can drive down two-lane county roads in any direction in Ohio, hit a town with little more than a single stop light, and still find illegal immigration stresses ... particularly because Ohio remains so agriculturally centered. As Able Hawk says to Police Chief Tell Lyon in El Gavilan, “the border is now everywhere.”
JKP: Is this truly a standalone novel, or might we expect to see more from Tell Lyon, Able Hawk, and Lyon’s fetching new wife, Patricia Maldonado, in the future?
CM: It’s a standalone. I had a series I wrote prior to the Lassiter series that centered on a journalist turned novelist. That guy was named Chris Lyon, and he actually has cameo appearances in El Gavilan and in the third Hector Lassiter novel, Print the Legend. I have several books centered around Chris that are sort of sitting on my computer, but Tell and Able have had their day, so to speak.
JKP: So, after doing the research and writing this story, how do you think the United States ought to deal with its growing problem of illegal immigration? Build a ridiculously expensive wall? Ease the path to legal immigration? What?
CM: If I had that answer, I’d probably have a clear path to elected office. It’s certainly not a new dilemma. I know a lot of people living in border states and who are living on the front lines. They’re as vexed as anyone else in terms of a strategy that’s financially supportable. The notion of a wall is absurd. On the other hand, not so long ago, it was projected that medical and prison costs tied to illegal immigration could cost the state of Ohio somewhere in the range of an additional $300 million by 2020 or thereabouts.
READ MORE: “The Monday Interview: Craig McDonald,” by John Kenyon (Things I’d Rather Be Doing); “El Gavilan: The Hector Lassiter Connection,” by Craig McDonald (Spinetingler Magazine).
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Monday, November 28, 2011
Bullet Points: Post-Thanksgiving Edition
• The preliminary program for next year’s CrimeFest (May 24-27) has been announced. 2012 will mark the fifth year for that Bristol, England-based convention. “A special event this year,” reports Omnimystery News, “will launch the novelization of the popular Danish crime drama Forbrydelsen, which aired as The Killing in the UK and was adapted under the same title in the U.S. The event, in association with Pan Macmillan, will include an interview with David Hewson, responsible for the novelization, and surprise appearances from members of the show’s cast and production team.” More information about CrimeFest can be found here.
• This is a sorry discovery: The Web site 17 Paseo Verde, which long celebrated the 1967-1975 CBS-TV series Mannix, appears to have disappeared. All that remains is a sign reading, “Future home of something quite cool.” But isn’t that what 17 Paseo Verde (the name taken from Joe Mannix’s office address) already was, quite cool?
• I was sad to hear, during the Thanksgiving break, that American journalist Tom Wicker had died at age 85. Not only was he a prominent political reporter and columnist, but as The Gumshoe Site’s Jiro Kimura observes, “he also authored a number of novels, including The Kingpin (Sloan, 1953) and Easter Lily (Morrow, 1998), as well as three Gold Medal novels under the Paul Connolly pseudonym: Get Out of Town (1951); Tears Are for Angels (1952); and So Fair, So Evil (1955).” UPDATE: There’s more to read on Wicker here.
• I’m not even going to comment on blogger Jen Forbes’ selections of “crime fiction’s sexiest authors of 2011.” Instead, I shall simply supply the necessary links--male authors here, female novelists here--and let you make your own judgments.
• Last week was Robert Vaughn’s birthday. Yet it wasn’t until after that that The HMSS Weblog posted excerpts from the actor’s online interview for the Archive of American Television.
• I remember watching--and enjoying--the 1988 version of Mission: Impossible when it was originally broadcast, so will probably have to add the new DVD release of those episodes to my Christmas list.
• Happy 60th anniversary to Agatha Christie’s The Mousetrap.
• “The First Ever Transatlantic Twitter Crime Novel.” That’s how the “cross-cultural, garden-centered crime story” Uncanny Death is being billed by its writers--one of whom is a resident of Scotland, the other an inhabitant of Oregon. Like co-authors Eric Beetner and J.B. Kohl (Borrowed Trouble), they claim to have never met.
• Crime novelist Marcus Sakey previews his new series, Hidden City, which will debut on the Travel Channel come Tuesday, December 6.
• Cullen Gallagher interviews Leonard Fritz, author of the New Pulp Press novel, Nine Kinds of Pain, a work that Gallagher calls “as audacious as it is awesome.”
• Butch Fatale, Dyke Dick in Double-D Double Cross. That’s the mouthful of a title that Christa Faust (Money Shot, Choke Hold) has given to her coming February release. It stars the aforementioned Ms. Fatale, “a fast-talking, skirt-chasing, two-fisted lesbian private investigator with an insatiable appetite for two things--women and trouble.” You can find an excerpt from the book here.
• Republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney’s history of flip-flopping has definitely come back to haunt him.
• Wednesday should bring the announcement of which book has won the 2011 Ellis Peters Historical Award, given out by the British Crime Writers’ Association. In anticipation, Crime Scraps Review offers links to critiques of all six of the nominated books, but bets in favor of R.N. Morris’ The Cleansing Flames walking away with the prize.
• Sherlock, BBC One’s updated version of Arthur Conan Doyle’s detective tales, won’t premiere in America (as part of PBS-TV’s Masterpiece Mystery! series) until May 6 of next year. However, you can already find a teaser for the series on YouTube.
• And Millennium, the six-part Swedish TV adaptation of Stieg Larsson’s three Lisbeth Salander thrillers, has been honored with an International Emmy Award for Best TV Movie/Mini-Series.
• This is a sorry discovery: The Web site 17 Paseo Verde, which long celebrated the 1967-1975 CBS-TV series Mannix, appears to have disappeared. All that remains is a sign reading, “Future home of something quite cool.” But isn’t that what 17 Paseo Verde (the name taken from Joe Mannix’s office address) already was, quite cool?
• I was sad to hear, during the Thanksgiving break, that American journalist Tom Wicker had died at age 85. Not only was he a prominent political reporter and columnist, but as The Gumshoe Site’s Jiro Kimura observes, “he also authored a number of novels, including The Kingpin (Sloan, 1953) and Easter Lily (Morrow, 1998), as well as three Gold Medal novels under the Paul Connolly pseudonym: Get Out of Town (1951); Tears Are for Angels (1952); and So Fair, So Evil (1955).” UPDATE: There’s more to read on Wicker here.
• I’m not even going to comment on blogger Jen Forbes’ selections of “crime fiction’s sexiest authors of 2011.” Instead, I shall simply supply the necessary links--male authors here, female novelists here--and let you make your own judgments.
• Last week was Robert Vaughn’s birthday. Yet it wasn’t until after that that The HMSS Weblog posted excerpts from the actor’s online interview for the Archive of American Television.
• I remember watching--and enjoying--the 1988 version of Mission: Impossible when it was originally broadcast, so will probably have to add the new DVD release of those episodes to my Christmas list.
• Happy 60th anniversary to Agatha Christie’s The Mousetrap.
• “The First Ever Transatlantic Twitter Crime Novel.” That’s how the “cross-cultural, garden-centered crime story” Uncanny Death is being billed by its writers--one of whom is a resident of Scotland, the other an inhabitant of Oregon. Like co-authors Eric Beetner and J.B. Kohl (Borrowed Trouble), they claim to have never met.
• Crime novelist Marcus Sakey previews his new series, Hidden City, which will debut on the Travel Channel come Tuesday, December 6.
• Cullen Gallagher interviews Leonard Fritz, author of the New Pulp Press novel, Nine Kinds of Pain, a work that Gallagher calls “as audacious as it is awesome.”
• Butch Fatale, Dyke Dick in Double-D Double Cross. That’s the mouthful of a title that Christa Faust (Money Shot, Choke Hold) has given to her coming February release. It stars the aforementioned Ms. Fatale, “a fast-talking, skirt-chasing, two-fisted lesbian private investigator with an insatiable appetite for two things--women and trouble.” You can find an excerpt from the book here.
• Republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney’s history of flip-flopping has definitely come back to haunt him.
• Wednesday should bring the announcement of which book has won the 2011 Ellis Peters Historical Award, given out by the British Crime Writers’ Association. In anticipation, Crime Scraps Review offers links to critiques of all six of the nominated books, but bets in favor of R.N. Morris’ The Cleansing Flames walking away with the prize.
• Sherlock, BBC One’s updated version of Arthur Conan Doyle’s detective tales, won’t premiere in America (as part of PBS-TV’s Masterpiece Mystery! series) until May 6 of next year. However, you can already find a teaser for the series on YouTube.
• And Millennium, the six-part Swedish TV adaptation of Stieg Larsson’s three Lisbeth Salander thrillers, has been honored with an International Emmy Award for Best TV Movie/Mini-Series.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Crime with All the Trimmings
FourStory, a Los Angeles-based housing-advocacy Web site that frequently offers editorial material beyond what you might expect, has launched a succession of original, holiday-themed short stories, beginning with two Thanksgiving treats: “Revenge,” by Jim Nisbet, and “Hurrah for the Pumpkin Pie,” by Kate Flora.
“Then starting in mid-December,” explains author and FourStory fiction editor Gary Phillips (a sometime Rap Sheet contributor), “we will have up more holiday criminal behavior in which stories of anti-social goings-on will take place during Christmas, Kwanzaa and Chanukah--brought to you by, among others our [editor in chief] and mystery writer, Nathan Walpow, and yours truly.” Phillips assures us that “When you read this fare, you won’t be saying bah, humbug.”
“Then starting in mid-December,” explains author and FourStory fiction editor Gary Phillips (a sometime Rap Sheet contributor), “we will have up more holiday criminal behavior in which stories of anti-social goings-on will take place during Christmas, Kwanzaa and Chanukah--brought to you by, among others our [editor in chief] and mystery writer, Nathan Walpow, and yours truly.” Phillips assures us that “When you read this fare, you won’t be saying bah, humbug.”
Shoe Ins
This last Friday brought the presentation (in Melbourne) of the 2011 Scarlet Stiletto Awards, given out annually by Sisters in Crime Australia to short stories “written by Australian women and featuring a strong female protagonist.” Fair Dinkum Crime offers a partial tally of recipients, including Angela Savage, who won the first-place Stiletto for her tale “Tear Drop Tattoo.”
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Thursday, November 24, 2011
Six-Gun Stotter
Elmore Leonard (left) talking with Mike Stotter in May 2006, when the Crime Writers’ Association presented Leonard with the Diamond Dagger Award for lifetime achievement. Photo © 2006 Ali Karim
During this last September’s Bouchercon in St. Louis, I was humbled to be presented with the first David Thompson Memorial Special Service Award. In my acceptance speech, I thanked my many editors--George Easter and Larry Gandle of Deadly Pleasures Mystery Magazine, J. Kingston Pierce and Linda L. Richards at The Rap Sheet and January Magazine, Janet Rudolph of Mystery Readers Journal, and Jon, Ruth, and Jennifer Jordan of Crimespree Magazine--for making the words in my reviews, features, and interviews really “sing.” But I closed that address with the name of one editor in particular, whose life has become intertwined with my own over the last decade: Mike Stotter, a most gracious and generous man, who I am honored to call a friend.
It was a decade ago, in 2001, that novelist Mark Billingham introduced me to Stotter, when we all got together to discuss the Crime Writers’ Association’s Dagger Awards. (That was the year Swedish author Henning Mankell won the Gold Dagger.) Stotter, at the time, was one of the CWA judges. Following that dinner, I joined Stotter (as his assistant editor) at Shots Magazine, which was later re-created as a Webzine and is now among the Internet’s most visited sites for information about crime and thriller fiction.
Subsequent to the St. Louis Bouchercon, Stotter re-released some of his out-of-print fiction in both e-book format (available for download here) and paperback versions. It got me to thinking about the fact that most people know Stotter only as the editor-in-chief of Shots. Comparatively few realize that he’s also a writer of children’s books, Westerns, and crime fiction. So I decided to take him out to one of the London public houses and record a short interview for The Rap Sheet. We had a opportunity to discuss his work for the CWA, his longtime involvement with Shots, his work on non-fiction books, and his success in composing Western fiction--even though, as he readily admits, “the nearest I have gotten to the Wild West is Missouri.”
Ali Karim: Tell us about your early reading and writing life.
Mike Stotter: As far as memory serves, my earliest writing goes back to when I was around 9 or 10 years old. Our primary school had a visit by a children’s writer by the name of H.E. Todd, whose books often had a fantasy/magical theme. It inspired me to write my own children’s fantasy/adventure called The Magic Signet Ring. Of course, it has never been or ever will be published, but that was a start. Also, my headmaster was very supportive and would give me writing projects. I’ll never forget the first one: “It started with a bang,” then I was instructed to finish it off. I also spent hours in the local library, reading books at an alarming rate, without any thought to genre.
AK: And how did the interest in Westerns come to you as a Londoner?
MS: I doubt if I am any different to hundreds of kids of my generation who were brought up on U.S. TV western series such as Wagon Train, Rawhide, Gunsmoke, Have Gun--Will Travel, and a big favorite of mine--Bonanza (I can easily recall the opening titles with the flames burning away the map). It hit a natural sweet spot for me. Soon, I was avidly watching all the John Wayne films (my favorite Wayne western is The Searchers), and then came the rousing The Magnificent Seven.
My first foray into Western publications was when I became involved with the George G. Gilman Appreciation Society--which was set up for fans of the ultra-violent Edge and Steele series, which ran for ages in the UK, written by an ex-Reuters reporter by the name of Terry Harknett. Although I didn’t come in on the ground floor [of the society’s newsletter], I did eventually take it over, broadened the appeal to include other Western writers such as John Harvey and Angus Wells, retitled it to The Westerner, and eventually sold the idea to IPC Magazines, who published it as The Western Magazine. The first issue came out in October 1980 and lasted for all of four issues before being cancelled due to the journalist strike at the time (or so they said). My role there was as a consultant and contributor. That was fun, actually commissioning writers such as Terry (Triple G) Angus, John Harvey, and Louis L’Amour. I’ve seen copies on Amazon going for £25.00 each, so I’m glad I kept mine.
Ten years later I had my first book published. McKinney’s Revenge [1990], which took me about eight months to write, and about three drafts, as I was learning the mechanics of writing a novel. I’ve known fellow BHW [Black Horse Westerns] author David Whitehead since childhood, and he was having success in getting published. He remarked that [BHW chairman and managing director] John Hale was looking for more new authors, and casually said, “You read Westerns. You can write. Write one.” So, I did. Hale accepted the manuscript and gave me a two-book contract. Up until then, I had been brought up on a diet of Elmore Leonard, George G. Gilman, Laurence James, Angus Wells, John Harvey, and Louis L’Amour. So if you ask where my influences came from, that’s the answer.
And not a lot of people know this: With Dave Whitehead and his father, we actually made some homemade 8mm Western movies in the exotic location of Snaresbrook, an area of Essex that had some sand dunes and forests which we passed off as “the West.” We had the guns (good old Daisy replicas), the gear (our mum’s boots), but never a horse between us. And guess who was the one who usually got shot?
AK: What of your books for children? How did they originate?
MS: Truthfully? By pure fluke. The gig for the [1997] non-fiction book, The Best-ever Book of the Wild West (The Wild West in the U.S.), was offered to Angus Wells. At that time, he was no longer into Westerns but sci-fi, and he told the editor to contact me. She called and we had a chat, then I got invited to the office to bounce around ideas. She liked what I had to say and made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.
The book took a year to complete, as I also had to approve artwork and layout. One of the nicest things was getting a letter from the U.S. consultant, who was Dee (Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee) Brown, saying what a great job I had done on the book. In fact, it won an award in 1998 for the Notable Children’s Trade Book in the Field of Social Studies.
After that came Step Into the World of the Native American Indian [1999]. For this one, I did not have the luxury of a year’s work, but rather it had to be turned around within six weeks. It was very intensive and focused the mind. But I hit the deadline with a few days to spare. This has since appeared in around eight different part works.
AK: So short stories weren’t your first published work?
MS: Short stories came after I’d been published elsewhere. They can be found in various anthologies, ranging from Best of the American West, Vols. I & II, Future Crimes, Desperadoes, The Fatal Frontier, The Mammoth Book of Jacobean Whodunnits, The Mammoth Book of the Roaring Twenties Whodunnits, Texas Rangers, and A Treasury of Cat Mysteries. And any of the above can be found in [the collections] Six Trails West and Six Red Herrings.
AK: Do you think that growth in the number and variety of electronic books will result in a revival of the short story?
MS: Throughout our education and in popular culture, the notion that if it’s not recorded on paper, it doesn’t count, has incredibly influenced our collective habits--habits that take time to change. The e-book has its own following and I cannot see it killing off printed books, and I do believe that short-story collections will benefit from the medium.
AK: Can you tell us something more about your collection of crime-fiction short stories, Six Red Herrings?
MS: That collection came about because I had published Six Trails West, so it seemed a natural progression to gather some of my previously published crime short stories, and a couple that hadn’t seen the light of day, and put them into one anthology. Also, I decided to order them in a historical timeline. So the first story, “Two Sides,” is set during Oliver Cromwell’s reign, then comes “Kiss the Razor’s Edge,” a story of East End gangsters set in the 1920s, though to a dystopian view of London.
AK: How hard was it to re-edit and format these stories for the Kindle?
MS: Once you get the format down, it’s quite simple, but you’ve still got to be careful to copy-edit, as some minor and bloody silly errors do creep in. I think I was more aware of getting the technical side of it right, as basically I am the publisher. There are no hard and fast rules for Kindle. You can throw up any old shite and get it out there, but I wanted to do a good job on it. That even included the covers, which I designed. It also gave me the opportunity to do a touch of rewriting. You know as well as I do that our style changes over the years, and looking at the very first story made me cringe. Being able to go in and give it a little tweak here and there was quite satisfying.
AK: Tell us about your relationship with author-editor Ed Gorman and the late editor, Martin H. Greenberg?
MS: It was Ed who first asked me for a short story going into a [1998] Western anthology titled The Fatal Frontier. I asked when he wanted it by and he replied, “last week.” So I cheated, and gave him a couple of chapters from McKinney’s Revenge that were self-contained. The very first one he actually commissioned was a mystery involving cats with the guideline of something like: a very British mystery, cozy even, but there must be a cat at the heart of it. Thank God he didn’t want the animal to talk as well. So I wrote “Bubastis,” with its core in Egyptian folklore. After that I would hear from him with requests for more stories going into other anthologies, mainly Westerns.
AK: You mentioned that Detroit-area writer Elmore “Dutch” Leonard was a great influence on your work. But can you tell us about what happened when you finally met him for the first time, and when he realized that you too wrote Westerns?
MS: That was a fantastic evening. To meet Dutch on a very rare visit to London was an honor. He was the recipient of the CWA’s Cartier Diamond Dagger in May 2006. I fought the crowds and managed to grab five minutes with Dutch, and I told him that he was my inspiration in writing Westerns, and he was genuinely pleased. I also had with me a hardback copy of The Fatal Frontier ... I asked Dutch to sign it for me. He took a look at the cover, and said, “This is an odd one.” I replied, “It’s the first anthology in which I have a story published alongside you.” He laughed and said, “Well, a Brit Western writer. Well done.” The rest of our conversation was spent talking about the importance of characters’ names and getting their clothing right. “If the name doesn’t fit, he doesn’t talk to me,” [Elmore] explained. We shook hands and said good-bye. In parting, he said, “Keep writing those Westerns.” What more can I say to that?
AK: Tell us about your Western protagonist, Thadius McKinney.
MS: The first novel is set post-Civil War and McKinney is your average ranch hand, who returns from a drive to find his wife in the arms of his employer. The question I had to ask is, What would he do? He is not a killer--yes, he did kill men when he was in the war, but could he act in cold blood? The answer was no, but he does maim the ranch owner and goes on the run. He is just an ordinary man, once full of dreams that have been dashed by a single act of betrayal.
In the back of my mind I had always remembered a piece of advice that [author] Arthur Hailey gave me during an interview. He said that above his desk he had one word printed on a banner: CONFLICT. Whether the conflict is internal or externalized, everything revolves around the word or action. So I just kept throwing McKinney into different scenarios, just to see how he would react. The ending [of McKinney’s Revenge] is a bit dark but I couldn’t see any other way for the outcome other than to be stark and realistic. And he does emerge a different character and more is shown in McKinney’s Law [1993].
AK: So McKinney returns after taking his revenge?
MS: Oh, he does return in McKinney’s Law, but there is a long gap between that and the latest, McKinney’s War or McKinney’s Range--not quite decided on the final title. (The first draft has been completed, but obviously needs work.)
There was a period of time which was the darkest of my life: I lost both parents within eight months of each other, and I went through a health scare. So writing wasn’t right up there [in terms of priorities]. I couldn’t string two sentences together; really couldn’t care less about Shots, you know what I mean? But thanks to some fantastic support from my family and friends, like your good self, it saw me through some of those Black Dog Days. And about halfway through last year, things seemed to pick up and I could hear my parents telling me to get writing again. They were so proud of what I had already achieved, I just couldn’t ignore them, could I?
AK: To what do you attribute the fact that Western fiction is now thought of as a cultish genre than part of mainstream fiction?
MS: It’s something that I’ve spoken to fellow Western writer Ed Gorman on, and he said, “I heard an explanation recently for the demise of the Western that made sense to me. We’re no longer an agrarian society. The land holds no romance for us. And something I said 20 years ago in an anthology (and I believe I was quoting [Dashiell] Hammett): the cop is a cowboy brought to the city. Westerns are barely alive in any fashion over here.” So the lure of the open plains has been replaced with the dark alleys of the city.
Of course there are still fans of Westerns out there, and it’s more of a niche area nowadays. But authors such as Robert J. Randisi are still working in the genre, and also you’ve got Elmore Leonard, who recently said to me that his next novel will be an expanded version of The Tonto Woman. So he hasn’t abandoned the genre. In fact, his TV series Justified is a Western set in modern day. Western fiction--well, this is my opinion--will never be up there at the top again. Western films and TV, on the other hand, will always find an audience. Look how popular Deadwood was, and I hear they’ve produced for TV Hell on Wheels, which tells of the Union Pacific Railroad’s westward construction of the first transcontinental railroad. There may be a little peak of interest when that comes out. Who can tell these days?
In the UK there is only one publisher with Westerns on its list and that’s Robert Hale, with their Black Horse Western imprint. It’s still going strong, with the majority of the print run going to libraries. PLR [Public Lending Right] figures show that the genre is more popular than science fiction.
AK: You have been involved for many years with the British Crime Writers’ Association and are currently the Dagger liaison officer. How did you get involved with the CWA, and what exactly are the duties of a Dagger liaison officer?
MS: I joined back in the early ’90s as an associate member, as I was writing for Mystery Scene and Mystery Review as well as A Shot in the Dark. Then I was selected as a judge for the Gold and Silver Dagger (as it was then in old money), and also I served as a judge on the Ian Fleming Steel Dagger. For the last three years I have been on the CWA committee in the role of Dagger liaison officer. Basically, the job provides a continuity of contact for the publishers in the run-up to the [annual] awards [presentation]. I am responsible for keeping up to date with changes with the publishers, updating the CWA database, fielding questions on rules ..., arranging judging lunches and the impartial observers. That’s it in a nutshell.
AK: I know Shots was born out of the 1995 Bouchercon in Nottingham, England, but can you give us some details of its inception?
MS: We’ve got to go back to 1993 for this answer. Peter Lovesey, who was preparing the fringe events for the 1994 Shots on the Page Conference, said that there should be a workshop devoted to crime-fiction magazines, which in the UK at the time was limited to CADS. Back in the day, there was a coterie of crime-fiction readers in and around the Peak District, headed up by Bob Cartwright, that became transformed into the Shot in the Dark Collective. Peter suggested to Bob that he should get a dummy out in time for the conference. They produced a couple of hundred copies of that edition, most of which were given out free at the Shots on the Page Conference, and thus A Shot in the Dark ... came into being.
I took over some time later and it evolved into Shots, a glossy A4 quarterly magazine. Increasingly, editing and publishing the magazine was proving a problem. It was requiring more and more of my time, and my skills with [desktop publishing weren’t] that great. And once, I was involved in an attempted mugging on my way to [see] Jim Driver (ex-editor at The Do-Not Press), who assisted with the [publishing]. ...
So when the Internet came along, I thought that it would be a better platform for Shots.
AK: And when Shots went online, that was when I joined to help. So tell us how much work goes into keeping that e-zine alive.
MS: One thing I must point out, and that’s that Shots is a collective. I may well be the editor-in-chief, but I consider myself rather like the conductor of an orchestra; my band being made up of a group of like-minded players who are as enthusiastic about the crime genre as I am. Without them, Shots is nothing. So take a well-deserved bow:
Ali Karim, Ayo Onatade, Mike Ripley, Kirstie Long, Richard Orchard, Liz Hatherell, and every single reviewer and contributor.
(Left) Friends Mike Stotter and Ali Karim attend the 2010 CrimeFest in Bristol
The workload is very time-consuming, especially when you consider that every one of us have day-jobs as well. Personally, I work on the site every day and the time involved varies. There is no average day for me. I am constantly thinking of editorial content and how to improve the site. The biggest change happened in April 2011 [when the site was redesigned], and that was after a year’s worth of work behind the scenes. I think it’s cleaner, easier to navigate, and people seem to like it.
AK: What are you writing currently?
MS: After McKinney’s Range there will be a standalone Western called Winter’s Blood. A couple of other writing projects [are] on the back burner, including a novel started with this interviewer (in other words--get your finger out, AK). And perhaps, just perhaps, the scripts for a period TV drama series.
AK: We had a really great time at Bouchercon St. Louis back in September. But can you share with Rap Sheet readers some of your favorite memories from that event?
MS: The question is, can I remember it? God, there were so many good things happening. Meeting old friends, putting faces to those I’ve e-mailed over the years, making new friends. Drinking in the bar. Rubbing shoulders with Bob Crais who, despite Shots covering him for years, I had never met in person. Drinking in the bar. Partying. Attending some great panels. Surreal moments like me going down the escalator, Mark Billingham going the other way, and both saying “hi.” We’re thousands of miles from home, in a foreign city, and it’s like we were passing each other in town. Drinking in the bar ...
One day will particularly stay with me, and that was on the last Sunday when I met my pen-friend’s daughter some 32 years on. Sadly, her mum had died of a brain hemorrhage a couple of years back, but Shannon got in touch to tell me and we’ve e-mailed each other since then. I spent the day with her and her fiancé, Josh, and in the evening threw them in at the deep end and introduced them to you, Roger Ellory, Matt Hilton, Adrian Magson, and Jeff Pierce. How the poor girl coped with it I’ll never know, but she did herself proud.
AK: Finally, is Knob Creek still your drink of choice or have you been converted to Bombay Sapphire?
MS: We’ve spent too much time together--you know all my foibles! (And can I have them back now, please?) I did enjoy Knob Creek right up until the point during ThrillerFest 2007 when Vince Flynn thought I was carrying around a urine sample! No amount of my saying that the ice had turned it a weird color would change his mind. It’s got to be the Sapphire nowadays, but I don’t mind a drop or three of a fine malt whiskey thrown in for good measure.
Thanks for giving me this opportunity to have a chat and get a word in edgeways. And to finish off, perhaps a chorus of “Chim Chim Cher-ee” is in order? No? OK, I won’t inflict that upon you.
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Tuesday, November 22, 2011
“It’s a Grabber”
You didn’t really think I would forget it was 45 years ago today that Murderers’ Row, the second of four films starring Dean Martin as Donald Hamilton’s U.S. government counter-agent, Matt Helm, debuted in U.S. movie theaters, did you? Below you’ll find the trailer for that 1966 film, plus stills from Murderers’ Row, backdropped by composer Lalo Schifrin’s wonderful music for the film.
To learn more about Dean Martin’s parody-ish Matt Helm pictures (which are not to be confused with the 1975-1976 Tony Franciosa TV series, Matt Helm), I refer you to Matthew R. Bradley’s article at CinemaRetro, “Mr. Helm Goes to Hollywood.”
To learn more about Dean Martin’s parody-ish Matt Helm pictures (which are not to be confused with the 1975-1976 Tony Franciosa TV series, Matt Helm), I refer you to Matthew R. Bradley’s article at CinemaRetro, “Mr. Helm Goes to Hollywood.”
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List-mania
If you’re finding it difficult to keep track of the myriad “best of 2011” lists for crime, mystery, and thriller novels, fear not. Spinetingler Magazine is collecting them for easy reference.
“A Man of Great Enthusiasms”
Dick Adler on vacation in Venice, Italy
(Editor’s note: Last week, when we announced the passing of critic Dick Adler at age 74, we also invited his son Dan, who lives in San Francisco, to contribute a few short thoughts on his father to The Rap Sheet. Following this last weekend’s memorial service for friends and family in Arcadia, California, Dan sent us the note below.)
Richard Adler, my dad, was a man of great enthusiasms. He loved music, movies, food, and books--the last particularly, and in the later years of his life, crime fiction most of all. He spoke often and fondly of The Rap Sheet and its cronies, and so thank you for the pleasure that you gave him.
He died in the early morning on November 11--Veterans, Armistice, or Remembrance Day, whichever you prefer. He was drawn to stories of people struggling against their circumstances and admired the fortitude of those in the service, so the day was appropriate. He had been sick a long time with many complications from diabetes, and he beat several of them against all known odds. Heart disease finally won, and he said, to our surprise, “I just can’t do it again.” He went peacefully, and he was ready.
When he liked something you would know about it. Books came in from all the corners of the world and filled his office, his bedroom, the hallway, elsewhere. Somehow he seemed to read them all--this one’s fun, this is great, take it. If he didn’t like something, he’d tell you precisely why--he respected the craft, and the writer, enough for that, at least. His favorite thing was to find and herald something new. A new voice with promise became his project.
Family and friends, including some of you good people, sang his praises and got soppy this past weekend, in a manner he would have favored. He was a fan and critic to the end. So keep your writing sharp, because he’s probably still reading it.
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Shots Heard ’Round the World
It was also on this date, 48 years ago, that U.S. President John F. Kennedy was assassinated in Dallas, Texas, by Lee Harvey Oswald. Or at least, that’s what most people believe.
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Monday, November 21, 2011
MWA Spreads the Love Around
Novelist Martha Grimes has been chosen to receive 2012’s Grand Master Award from the Mystery Writers of America. “MWA’s Grand Master Award represents the pinnacle of achievement in mystery writing and was established to acknowledge important contributions to this genre, as well as a body of work that is both significant and of consistent high quality,” explains a news release from the New York-based writers’ organization.
Grimes, author of the Richard Jury and Emma Graham series, will be given her commendation during the Edgar Awards Banquet, to be held at the Grand Hyatt Hotel in New York City on Thursday, April 26, 2012.
The MWA has also announced three more prize winners.
Two 2012 Raven Awards (recognizing “outstanding achievement in the mystery field outside the realm of creative writing”) will go to the “M” Is for Mystery bookstore in San Mateo, California--now hailed as “the only mystery bookstore between Los Angeles and Portland”--and North Carolina resident Molly Weston, who writes a blog called Meritorious Mysteries and edits the Sisters in Crime newsletter.
Finally, Joe Meyers, who reviews and writes about mystery/thriller novels for the Connecticut Post and Hearst Media News Group, will be given the 2012 Ellery Queen Award, honoring “editors or publishers who have distinguished themselves by their generous and wide-ranging support of the genre.”
Congratulations to all of these winners.
READ MORE: “Martha Grimes: All in the Details,” by Oline Cogdill (Mystery Scene).
Grimes, author of the Richard Jury and Emma Graham series, will be given her commendation during the Edgar Awards Banquet, to be held at the Grand Hyatt Hotel in New York City on Thursday, April 26, 2012.
The MWA has also announced three more prize winners.
Two 2012 Raven Awards (recognizing “outstanding achievement in the mystery field outside the realm of creative writing”) will go to the “M” Is for Mystery bookstore in San Mateo, California--now hailed as “the only mystery bookstore between Los Angeles and Portland”--and North Carolina resident Molly Weston, who writes a blog called Meritorious Mysteries and edits the Sisters in Crime newsletter.
Finally, Joe Meyers, who reviews and writes about mystery/thriller novels for the Connecticut Post and Hearst Media News Group, will be given the 2012 Ellery Queen Award, honoring “editors or publishers who have distinguished themselves by their generous and wide-ranging support of the genre.”
Congratulations to all of these winners.
READ MORE: “Martha Grimes: All in the Details,” by Oline Cogdill (Mystery Scene).
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Sunday, November 20, 2011
Right Pair, Wrong Program?
Question: What does the 1973 ABC-TV sitcom Adam’s Rib have to do with the NBC Mystery Movie series McMillan & Wife? Answer: According to an item published in the Portland Oregonian during the summer of ’73, the stars of Adam’s Rib--Blythe Danner (the mother of actress Gwyneth Paltrow) and Ken Howard--were offered the lead roles in McMillan, “and turned them down within 15 minutes of each other.” Those parts went instead to Rock Hudson and Susan Saint James.
(Left) TV Guide’s September 8, 1973, preview of the sitcom Adam’s Rib
“Adam’s Rib ... may be one of the more palatable situation comedies of the fall season, judging by the pilot,” remarked Oregonian TV critic Francis Murphy. “The plot is taken from the [1949] Spencer Tracy and Katherine Hepburn movie of the same name, featuring a man-and-wife attorney team.”
Palatable to Murphy or not, the fact is the Friday series Adam’s Rib lasted 13 episodes, just four months. McMillan & Wife ran for six years, 39 episodes (plus pilot). Do you think Danner and Howard might later have spent more than 15 minutes regretting their choice of one show over the other?
(Left) TV Guide’s September 8, 1973, preview of the sitcom Adam’s Rib
“Adam’s Rib ... may be one of the more palatable situation comedies of the fall season, judging by the pilot,” remarked Oregonian TV critic Francis Murphy. “The plot is taken from the [1949] Spencer Tracy and Katherine Hepburn movie of the same name, featuring a man-and-wife attorney team.”
Palatable to Murphy or not, the fact is the Friday series Adam’s Rib lasted 13 episodes, just four months. McMillan & Wife ran for six years, 39 episodes (plus pilot). Do you think Danner and Howard might later have spent more than 15 minutes regretting their choice of one show over the other?
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Romancing the Tomes
Omnimystery News has posted the crime-fiction-related nominees for the 2011 RT [Romantic Times] Reviewers’ Choice Best Book Awards. Here are the contenders in the Contemporary Mystery category:
• Stagestruck, by Peter Lovesey (Soho Crime)
• Ringer, by Brian M. Wiprud (Minotaur)
• Killed at the Whim of a Hat, by Colin Cotterill (Minotaur)
• The Woodcutter, by Reginald Hill (Harper)
• In Search of the Rose Notes, by Emily Arsenault (Morrow)
• V Is for Vengeance, by Sue Grafton (Putnam)
The full list of nominees can be found here.
• Stagestruck, by Peter Lovesey (Soho Crime)
• Ringer, by Brian M. Wiprud (Minotaur)
• Killed at the Whim of a Hat, by Colin Cotterill (Minotaur)
• The Woodcutter, by Reginald Hill (Harper)
• In Search of the Rose Notes, by Emily Arsenault (Morrow)
• V Is for Vengeance, by Sue Grafton (Putnam)
The full list of nominees can be found here.
I Didn’t Know That Either
In a post yesterday, I mentioned my fondness for the old movies-of-the-week. Today on his Facebook page, Ed Robertson, host of the boob tube-nostalgia radio program, TV Confidential, points me toward a piece in The New York Times about efforts to reinvigorate that format, but he adds this note:
A point of clarification, though: While the article interviews Barry Diller, and credits him for coming up with the concept of the Movie of the Week, the idea actually originated with Roy Huggins--a fact corroborated by founding ABC president Leonard Goldenson in his memoir, Beating the Odds [1991].Huggins, of course, was the novelist, screenwriter, and producer who created such memorable TV series as The Rockford Files, City of Angels, 77 Sunset Strip, and The Fugitive.
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All Dahl-ed Up
Norman Price reports in Crime Scraps Review that author and critic Arne Dahl (aka Jan Arnald) “has won the award for Best Swedish Crime Novel 2011 with Viskelen (Chinese Whispers), ... the first part in a new quartet of books about international crime and the controversial Europol unit formed to combat it.”
Misterioso, the first English-translated work in Dahl’s Intercrime series, was released in the States this last summer by Pantheon.
READ MORE: “Winners of the 2011 Swedish Crime Novel Awards Announced” (Omnimystery News).
Misterioso, the first English-translated work in Dahl’s Intercrime series, was released in the States this last summer by Pantheon.
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In addition, Price reports that Scottish author Denise Mina’s latest novel, The End of the Wasp Season, has won the 2011 Martin Beck Award from the Swedish Crime Writers’ Academy.READ MORE: “Winners of the 2011 Swedish Crime Novel Awards Announced” (Omnimystery News).
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Bullet Points: Saturday Night Special
• Following a vote by “some 33.000 members of the Irish reading public,” the winners of this year’s Bord Gáis Energy Irish Book Award were determined. Among them was the recipient of the 2011 Ireland AM Irish Crime Fiction Book of the Year: Bloodland, by Alan Glynn. A rundown of the victors in all categories can be found here.
• While many of the rest of us are putting together lists of our favorite crime novels from 2011, critic Robin Jarossi has been busy assembling his rundown of this year’s best TV crime dramas shown in Britain. His selections include Dexter, Law & Order: UK, Case Histories, Top Boy, and The Killing (aka Forbrydelsen, the original, Danish version of the police procedural series that translated so poorly to American television).
• Speaking of Dexter, that serial-killer show has already been renewed for two more seasons. While British network ITV has signed actor David Suchet to star in five more Hercule Poirot tales.
• Lately, Max Allan Collins seems to be even more ubiquitous than normal. AmazonEncore has recently reissued (in paperback and e-book formats) the complete backlist of Collins’ novels featuring Chicago-based private eye Nate Heller, and published Chicago Lightning, which collects 13 Heller short stories. In addition, graphic-novel publisher Vertigo Crime has released Return to Perdition, the conclusion to the saga that began with Road to Perdition (1998), on which the Tom Hanks film was based. “Collins moves the story along at a ripping pace,” writes Bill Crider, “with some good surprises along the way, and [artist Terry] Beatty’s drawings are just right for the ’70s setting. If you didn’t know better, you might think you were watching an exploitation movie from that era, with plenty of nudity, sex, and violence. The ending works very well as it brings the long road trip to a conclusion, and the last panel is perfect.”
• A Munsters TV reboot? Really?
• Now we know some more of the reasoning behind Republicans wanting to slash taxes on America’s wealthiest 1 percent of residents and shift that burden onto the shoulders of the rest of us. “During a town hall meeting in Ottumwa, Iowa, Friday afternoon, [GOP presidential candidate] Rick Santorum argued that Americans receive too many government benefits and ought to ‘suffer’ in the Christian tradition.” Read more here.
• Oscar-nominated actress Elisabeth Shue will be joining the cast of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, replacing Marg Helgenberger. Her first appearance on the long-running series will come February 15. “Helgenberger will no longer be a regular after this season, but she is expected to make occasional guest appearances,” reports AolTV.
• I, for one, have fond childhood memories of Mister Ed.
• Shamus Award-winning author Ed Gorman provides Beat to a Pulp with its latest short story, a dark little number titled “Stalker.”
• Wow, can this be? The delightful blog To the Batpoles has already finished reviewing/revisiting the first two seasons of Batman, the campy 1966-1968 TV series based on Bob Kane’s comic-book character. Only one more season to go, this one introducing Batgirl in the curvaceous form of actress Yvonne Craig.
• The made-for-TV movie format, which I enjoyed so much as a boy, returns later this month to network TNT with the debut of Mystery Movie Night, a weekly dramatization of original films based on best-selling novels. First on the docket will be Innocent, adapted from Scott Turow’s 2010 sequel to Presumed Innocent (1987) and set to air on November 29. Criminal Element offers a general preview of the series, while author April Smith writes in the Weekly Lizard about what it took to transfer her character, FBI Agent Ana Grey, to the small screen. Army Wives’ Catherine Bell will star in Good Morning, Killer, based on Smith’s 2003 novel of the same name, on December 13.
• Television historian James Rosin is a guest on the latest edition of TV Confidential, the radio series hosted by Ed Robertson. Click here to find a schedule of air dates.
• And it’s hard to resist this headline: “9 Ballsy Real-life Spies.”
• While many of the rest of us are putting together lists of our favorite crime novels from 2011, critic Robin Jarossi has been busy assembling his rundown of this year’s best TV crime dramas shown in Britain. His selections include Dexter, Law & Order: UK, Case Histories, Top Boy, and The Killing (aka Forbrydelsen, the original, Danish version of the police procedural series that translated so poorly to American television).
• Speaking of Dexter, that serial-killer show has already been renewed for two more seasons. While British network ITV has signed actor David Suchet to star in five more Hercule Poirot tales.
• Lately, Max Allan Collins seems to be even more ubiquitous than normal. AmazonEncore has recently reissued (in paperback and e-book formats) the complete backlist of Collins’ novels featuring Chicago-based private eye Nate Heller, and published Chicago Lightning, which collects 13 Heller short stories. In addition, graphic-novel publisher Vertigo Crime has released Return to Perdition, the conclusion to the saga that began with Road to Perdition (1998), on which the Tom Hanks film was based. “Collins moves the story along at a ripping pace,” writes Bill Crider, “with some good surprises along the way, and [artist Terry] Beatty’s drawings are just right for the ’70s setting. If you didn’t know better, you might think you were watching an exploitation movie from that era, with plenty of nudity, sex, and violence. The ending works very well as it brings the long road trip to a conclusion, and the last panel is perfect.”
• A Munsters TV reboot? Really?
• Now we know some more of the reasoning behind Republicans wanting to slash taxes on America’s wealthiest 1 percent of residents and shift that burden onto the shoulders of the rest of us. “During a town hall meeting in Ottumwa, Iowa, Friday afternoon, [GOP presidential candidate] Rick Santorum argued that Americans receive too many government benefits and ought to ‘suffer’ in the Christian tradition.” Read more here.
• Oscar-nominated actress Elisabeth Shue will be joining the cast of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, replacing Marg Helgenberger. Her first appearance on the long-running series will come February 15. “Helgenberger will no longer be a regular after this season, but she is expected to make occasional guest appearances,” reports AolTV.
• I, for one, have fond childhood memories of Mister Ed.
• Shamus Award-winning author Ed Gorman provides Beat to a Pulp with its latest short story, a dark little number titled “Stalker.”
• Wow, can this be? The delightful blog To the Batpoles has already finished reviewing/revisiting the first two seasons of Batman, the campy 1966-1968 TV series based on Bob Kane’s comic-book character. Only one more season to go, this one introducing Batgirl in the curvaceous form of actress Yvonne Craig.
• The made-for-TV movie format, which I enjoyed so much as a boy, returns later this month to network TNT with the debut of Mystery Movie Night, a weekly dramatization of original films based on best-selling novels. First on the docket will be Innocent, adapted from Scott Turow’s 2010 sequel to Presumed Innocent (1987) and set to air on November 29. Criminal Element offers a general preview of the series, while author April Smith writes in the Weekly Lizard about what it took to transfer her character, FBI Agent Ana Grey, to the small screen. Army Wives’ Catherine Bell will star in Good Morning, Killer, based on Smith’s 2003 novel of the same name, on December 13.
• Television historian James Rosin is a guest on the latest edition of TV Confidential, the radio series hosted by Ed Robertson. Click here to find a schedule of air dates.
• And it’s hard to resist this headline: “9 Ballsy Real-life Spies.”
Thursday, November 17, 2011
No “Parlor Trick or Virtuoso Finger Exercise”
Back in September, when I interviewed editor Charles Ardai about the comeback of his hard-boiled paperback line, Hard Case Crime, he mentioned that he was very much looking forward to the publication, in August 2012, of a first novel called The Twenty-Year Death. “It’s 700 pages long, and it’s a virtuoso performance, truly outstanding. It earns every one of those 700 pages,” Ardai said. “The author’s name is Ariel S. Winter, and mark my words, you’ll be hearing a lot more about this fellow in years to come.”
As you might expect, I was intrigued. So I was glad yesterday to hear more about this novel and its author. First, a bit of background on Winter:
I am further attracted by the cover of The Twenty-Year Death. The artist here is Chuck Pyle, who was also responsible for the front of the very first Hard Case release, Lawrence Block’s Grifter’s Game, in 2004. As Ardai explains, Pyle’s illustration for The Twenty-Year Death “features the Hollywood star from the 1941 novel ... and actual Hollywood star Rose McGowan posed for the painting.”
This is quite a package of enticements for a crime-fiction lover like me. Let’s hope the novel itself measures up to Ardai’s fervor.
As you might expect, I was intrigued. So I was glad yesterday to hear more about this novel and its author. First, a bit of background on Winter:
A long-time bookseller at The Corner Bookstore in New York City and Borders in Baltimore, Ariel S. Winter is also the author of the children’s picture book One of a Kind (Aladdin) and of the blog We Too Were Children, Mr. Barrie, devoted to the rediscovery of long-forgotten children’s books written by literary icons such as John Updike, Langston Hughes, and Gertrude Stein. His writing has appeared in The Urbanite and on McSweeney’s Internet Tendency, and in 2008 he won the Free Press “Who Can Save Us Now?” short-story contest. He lives in Baltimore, Maryland. He’s 31.Second, Ardai supplied me with more information about The Twenty-Year Death’s plot and its unusual structure:
[I]t’s the story of a husband and wife whose lives collapse as violence intrudes--not an unusual premise for a noir novel. But what makes the book really out of the ordinary is the form Winter chose for it: he decided to tell the story of these two doomed characters in the form of three separate, old-fashioned crime novels, each set in a different decade and written in the style of one of the iconic mystery writers of that time. Each is a complete novel--it honestly feels like opening a Christmas package and finding new novels by three of your favorite pulp-era crime writers. The first is set in 1931 and features a French police inspector investigating the death of a convict in a rain gutter 20 miles away from the prison where he was supposed to be serving a 40-year jail sentence. The second is set in 1941 and features a hard-boiled private eye in Hollywood who is hired by one of the big movie studios to watch over one of their leading ladies, who either is showing signs of paranoid dementia or is actually being stalked by a mysterious man on the set of her new picture. And the third is set in 1951 and puts us deep inside the dark and troubled mind of a desperate man, a drunken writer who has lost almost everything he had and is about to tip over the edge separating “troubled” from “dangerous” In none of the cases does Winter name the author being evoked (nor does he use any characters from the authors’ work, obviously), but he inhabits their voices and world-views so brilliantly that any reader who knows and loves our genre will instantly recognize the landscape in each.Although that last paragraph sounds rather like publisher hype, I haven’t known Ardai to indulge in blatant overstatement. He’s always struck me a fairly honest type. So finding him this excited about a book makes me want to take notice of it.
What’s more, these aren’t just pastiches--what elevates this above a parlor trick or virtuoso finger exercise is that each book works not only as a tribute to a great mystery writer of the past but also as a standalone novel with substance and emotional heft, and also as part of a combined larger whole. It’s fascinating, for instance, to watch a background character in the first book become a more central figure in the second and then the first-person narrator in the third. I don’t know any other book that’s ever done anything like it. (The closest parallel may be Tom Stoppard’s play Rosenkrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, which turns the spotlight on two of the minor background characters from Hamlet. Probably not an accident that the main character here is named Rosenkrantz…)
In any event ... I fell in love with the book, and bought it even though it’s three times the length of our usual books (by far the longest book we’ve ever published--180,000 words), and even though you’re always told, as a publisher, that first novels don’t sell. I did it because it’s a stunning performance and just left me grinning the widest grin I’ve had on my face for a long, long time.
I am further attracted by the cover of The Twenty-Year Death. The artist here is Chuck Pyle, who was also responsible for the front of the very first Hard Case release, Lawrence Block’s Grifter’s Game, in 2004. As Ardai explains, Pyle’s illustration for The Twenty-Year Death “features the Hollywood star from the 1941 novel ... and actual Hollywood star Rose McGowan posed for the painting.”
This is quite a package of enticements for a crime-fiction lover like me. Let’s hope the novel itself measures up to Ardai’s fervor.
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“Sherlock” Afoot Once More
The long wait, by American TV viewers, for the sophomore-season debut of Sherlock, BBC One’s updated version of Arthur Conan Doyle’s stories, is finally coming to an end. As Omnimystery News reports, “the second series of Sherlock episodes will kick off the summer season of Masterpiece Mystery! on May 6th, 2012. Three episodes will air from May 6th through the 20th, adapted from the Holmes stories ‘A Scandal in Bohemia,’ The Hound of the Baskervilles, and ‘The Final Problem’ (filmed as ‘The Reichenbach Fall’).”
Second Coming of Platt
It’s certainly been a very long while since I read any novels by author-cartoonist Kin Platt (1911-2003). My guess is the last book of his I picked up was The Body Beautiful Murder, one of his Max Roper mysteries, and that was probably in the early to mid-1980s.
So I was intrigued to receive a note today about Platt from my friend Matt over at Just Wondering. He began by explaining that “One of my favorite books when I was a kid--long out of print, a frustration to many of my contemporaries--was the children’s adventure/mystery Sinbad and Me [1966], about a kid and his bulldog who solve a decades-old mystery in their small coastal town. It turns out the author, Kin Platt, wrote many adult books under his own name and under pseudonyms.” Then he mentioned that “the following showed up today on the Facebook page that the author’s son [Chris] maintains:”
By the way, if you’re wondering why F+W Media sounds familiar, it’s because that Cincinnati-based publishing house purchased the crime-fiction imprint Tyrus Books earlier this year.
So I was intrigued to receive a note today about Platt from my friend Matt over at Just Wondering. He began by explaining that “One of my favorite books when I was a kid--long out of print, a frustration to many of my contemporaries--was the children’s adventure/mystery Sinbad and Me [1966], about a kid and his bulldog who solve a decades-old mystery in their small coastal town. It turns out the author, Kin Platt, wrote many adult books under his own name and under pseudonyms.” Then he mentioned that “the following showed up today on the Facebook page that the author’s son [Chris] maintains:”
Wonderful news, all you Kin Platt fans. F+W Media, a hundred-year-old publishing house based in Ohio, will be publishing e-book versions of all of Kin’s previously published adult mystery titles. Included are: The Pushbutton Butterfly, The Kissing Gourami, The Princess Stakes Murder, The Giant Kill, Match Point for Murder, The Body Beautiful Murder, The Screwball King Murder, Dead As They Come, and Murder in Rosslare. The e-books will be created in formats for Kindle, Nook and Kobo. These books also will be available as P-O-D hardcovers.Matt went on to mention, though, something else he learned in an e-mail exchange with Chris Platt: “Sinbad and its sequels have a huge cult following but publishers aren’t convinced they would sell profitably.” Oh, well. Maybe someday.
By the way, if you’re wondering why F+W Media sounds familiar, it’s because that Cincinnati-based publishing house purchased the crime-fiction imprint Tyrus Books earlier this year.
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Winslow Lands the Falcon
This is shaping up to be a good season for author Don Winslow.
Last month his novel Savages won the Southern California Independent Booksellers Association’s 2011 T. Jefferson Parker Book Award.
Now The Gumshoe Site brings word that Japan’s Maltese Falcon Society has given one of Winslow’s earlier works, The Winter of Frankie Machine (2006), its 2011 Maltese Falcon Award. That commendation is presented to “the best hard-boiled/private eye novel published in the previous year in Japan.”
Last month his novel Savages won the Southern California Independent Booksellers Association’s 2011 T. Jefferson Parker Book Award.
Now The Gumshoe Site brings word that Japan’s Maltese Falcon Society has given one of Winslow’s earlier works, The Winter of Frankie Machine (2006), its 2011 Maltese Falcon Award. That commendation is presented to “the best hard-boiled/private eye novel published in the previous year in Japan.”
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Wednesday, November 16, 2011
The Story Behind the Story:
“The Silence,” by J. Sydney Jones
(Editor’s note: In this 28th installment of our “Story Behind the Story” series, we welcome back to The Rap Sheet Central California’s J. Sydney Jones, author of an acclaimed mystery series set in Vienna, Austria, at the turn of the last century. The titles in that series are The Empty Mirror, Requiem in Vienna, and The Silence, new in stores from Severn House. Jones also writes a lively blog called Scene of the Crime. His last piece for The Rap Sheet celebrated Barbara Tuchman’s “forgotten” 1958 book, The Zimmerman Telegram.)
I turned 21 on Easter Sunday in Rome, squeezed amongst the throngs of people gathered in St. Peter’s Square as the pope gave us all a plenary indulgence. I am not Catholic or Christian or even particularly religious, but the fact that the slim speck of white far away on a balcony over the enormous piazza erased all previous sin in my life was emblematic of that annus mirabilis in my life.
It was 1969 and I was on one of those junior-year-abroad junkets so popular with American college students--not in Rome (which I visited during an Easter vacation side trip), but in stodgy old Vienna. Other kids my age were off killing and being killed in Southeast Asia; I had a bad back and a high lottery number--4F and a lucky winner. My introduction to the world of belt and suspenders. I went to Vienna planning to become a lawyer; I left knowing I would be a writer. My introduction to the world of mutability.
Our school in Vienna was located in a gloomy-looking city palace belonging to the Kinsky clan. The aged princess occupied the top floors; we boisterous Americans could occasionally see her wizened, disapproving face peering out behind lace curtains. Affiliated with the University of Vienna, we had a wonderful and often bizarre assortment of professors to school us in European history (he played an applause track on a tape recorder at the beginning of every lecture), art appreciation (she wore clothes reminiscent of each art period she lectured on), drama (his thin albino shins dotted with the occasional black hair always showed at the bottoms of his too-short trousers), Russian literature (he spoke haltingly, spraying spittle on the front row as he shuffled about the creaking parquet, his conjoined hands doing finger push-ups), and philosophy. You may notice I offer no mincing thumbnail sketch of the last-named. He was my favorite. British, but not overbearingly so. Challenging, but never dismissive of the “callow” American students as others were. He taught Ludwig Wittgenstein’s Tractatus. Another part of my annus mirabilis.
That was the first class I ever had that made me think, made me analyze and read closely. That professor threw down the gauntlet of “the world is all that is the case,” and expected us not only to pick it up but also decipher it. I have been entranced with words--word sober rather than word drunk--ever since my gestalt at Wittgenstein’s plainspoken dictum: Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must remain silent.
Over the years I have read as much as I could about Wittgenstein, the ur-intellectual outsider, the child genius who built a model of a functioning sewing machine out of wood as a 10-year-old; the lonely brainiac forged in the fires of World War I, the eccentric who gave his wealth away, who whiled away afternoons at Cambridge watching cowboy films; the autodidact who wowed Keynes and Moore. I read Wittgenstein’s notebooks, Janik and Toulmin's Wittgenstein’s Vienna, Ray Monk’s bio, and Waugh’s House of Wittgenstein, among many others. I have loved tracing how Wittgenstein’s life intertwines with others in the fin de siècle world: attending the Linz Realschule with the young Adolf Hitler, coming of age in the city of Freud, Mahler, Schnitzler, Hugo von Hofmannsthal, Schiele, Klimt, Otto Wagner, Adolf Loos, Viktor Adler, Arnold Schoenberg, Alban Berg, and so many other seminal artists and thinkers of the 20th century--many of whom were guests in his parents’ drawing room. Six degrees of separation finds its crossroads in Vienna 1900.
I can’t say that it was a class on Wittgenstein’s Tractatus that made me become a writer, no more than it was simply the pope giving me a free pass on the rest of the my life. It was that and much more: being introduced to a world so greatly at variance with the one I had grown up in, one that could make heroes of artists and intellectuals rather than sports stars. And it was Vienna itself. My first big city. Much of my published writing has dealt, directly or indirectly, with 1900-era Vienna, from my guides (Vienna Inside-Out and ViennaWalks) and my narrative history, Hitler in Vienna, 1907-1913, to my early thriller, Time of the Wolf, and now my historical series, all set in Vienna during the years just prior to World War I.
(Left) Ludwig Wittgenstein
With the third in that series, The Silence, out this month in the United States, I have finally come back to my early passion for Wittgenstein. The title, of course, is a tip of the hat to his famous maxim, “What we cannot speak about we must pass over in silence.” My novels are set when Wittgenstein was still a boy--thus, in The Silence we are introduced to an adolescent Wittgenstein, the boy in short pants with a thirst for engineering. Though not central to the story, the young Wittgenstein informs the proceedings and ultimately influences my protagonist, the lawyer-investigator Karl Werthen, to take extraordinary action.
The House of Wittgenstein, on the other hand, very much informs this new tale, for it is the fact that the family’s oldest son, Hans, has gone missing, that initiates action in the novel. The Wittgensteins were fabulously wealthy and influential. The patriarch, Karl Wittgenstein, was often referred to as the Andrew Carnegie of Europe. Werthen muses about the family as he goes to a meeting to discuss the disappearance of Hans Wittgenstein with the father:
In The Silence, we meet the family as things are beginning to unravel; one brother has hopped it to New York while another contemplates a similar move in order to avoid being swallowed whole by the family business. A peculiarly Viennese story, then, as even young Ludwig, or Luki as he is called, is introduced to harsh realities of life. Not to give too much away, but it is Luki who, word-conscious even as a child (he did not start talking until the age of 4), provides Werthen with a valuable clue and who, as the investigation begins to wane, pleads for justice and persuades the investigator to carry on despite all odds.
In a sense, Luki performs for Werthen what Pope Paul VI did for me so long ago--absolved me of past sins (mostly of omission) and set me on a new path.
A pope’s inadvertent blessing and a philosophy class taken more by accident than design: these are part of the story behind the story of The Silence.
I turned 21 on Easter Sunday in Rome, squeezed amongst the throngs of people gathered in St. Peter’s Square as the pope gave us all a plenary indulgence. I am not Catholic or Christian or even particularly religious, but the fact that the slim speck of white far away on a balcony over the enormous piazza erased all previous sin in my life was emblematic of that annus mirabilis in my life.
It was 1969 and I was on one of those junior-year-abroad junkets so popular with American college students--not in Rome (which I visited during an Easter vacation side trip), but in stodgy old Vienna. Other kids my age were off killing and being killed in Southeast Asia; I had a bad back and a high lottery number--4F and a lucky winner. My introduction to the world of belt and suspenders. I went to Vienna planning to become a lawyer; I left knowing I would be a writer. My introduction to the world of mutability.
Our school in Vienna was located in a gloomy-looking city palace belonging to the Kinsky clan. The aged princess occupied the top floors; we boisterous Americans could occasionally see her wizened, disapproving face peering out behind lace curtains. Affiliated with the University of Vienna, we had a wonderful and often bizarre assortment of professors to school us in European history (he played an applause track on a tape recorder at the beginning of every lecture), art appreciation (she wore clothes reminiscent of each art period she lectured on), drama (his thin albino shins dotted with the occasional black hair always showed at the bottoms of his too-short trousers), Russian literature (he spoke haltingly, spraying spittle on the front row as he shuffled about the creaking parquet, his conjoined hands doing finger push-ups), and philosophy. You may notice I offer no mincing thumbnail sketch of the last-named. He was my favorite. British, but not overbearingly so. Challenging, but never dismissive of the “callow” American students as others were. He taught Ludwig Wittgenstein’s Tractatus. Another part of my annus mirabilis.
That was the first class I ever had that made me think, made me analyze and read closely. That professor threw down the gauntlet of “the world is all that is the case,” and expected us not only to pick it up but also decipher it. I have been entranced with words--word sober rather than word drunk--ever since my gestalt at Wittgenstein’s plainspoken dictum: Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must remain silent.
Over the years I have read as much as I could about Wittgenstein, the ur-intellectual outsider, the child genius who built a model of a functioning sewing machine out of wood as a 10-year-old; the lonely brainiac forged in the fires of World War I, the eccentric who gave his wealth away, who whiled away afternoons at Cambridge watching cowboy films; the autodidact who wowed Keynes and Moore. I read Wittgenstein’s notebooks, Janik and Toulmin's Wittgenstein’s Vienna, Ray Monk’s bio, and Waugh’s House of Wittgenstein, among many others. I have loved tracing how Wittgenstein’s life intertwines with others in the fin de siècle world: attending the Linz Realschule with the young Adolf Hitler, coming of age in the city of Freud, Mahler, Schnitzler, Hugo von Hofmannsthal, Schiele, Klimt, Otto Wagner, Adolf Loos, Viktor Adler, Arnold Schoenberg, Alban Berg, and so many other seminal artists and thinkers of the 20th century--many of whom were guests in his parents’ drawing room. Six degrees of separation finds its crossroads in Vienna 1900.
I can’t say that it was a class on Wittgenstein’s Tractatus that made me become a writer, no more than it was simply the pope giving me a free pass on the rest of the my life. It was that and much more: being introduced to a world so greatly at variance with the one I had grown up in, one that could make heroes of artists and intellectuals rather than sports stars. And it was Vienna itself. My first big city. Much of my published writing has dealt, directly or indirectly, with 1900-era Vienna, from my guides (Vienna Inside-Out and ViennaWalks) and my narrative history, Hitler in Vienna, 1907-1913, to my early thriller, Time of the Wolf, and now my historical series, all set in Vienna during the years just prior to World War I.
(Left) Ludwig Wittgenstein
With the third in that series, The Silence, out this month in the United States, I have finally come back to my early passion for Wittgenstein. The title, of course, is a tip of the hat to his famous maxim, “What we cannot speak about we must pass over in silence.” My novels are set when Wittgenstein was still a boy--thus, in The Silence we are introduced to an adolescent Wittgenstein, the boy in short pants with a thirst for engineering. Though not central to the story, the young Wittgenstein informs the proceedings and ultimately influences my protagonist, the lawyer-investigator Karl Werthen, to take extraordinary action.
The House of Wittgenstein, on the other hand, very much informs this new tale, for it is the fact that the family’s oldest son, Hans, has gone missing, that initiates action in the novel. The Wittgensteins were fabulously wealthy and influential. The patriarch, Karl Wittgenstein, was often referred to as the Andrew Carnegie of Europe. Werthen muses about the family as he goes to a meeting to discuss the disappearance of Hans Wittgenstein with the father:
Werthen was well aware of the importance of Karl Wittgenstein. Born in 1847, the industrialist was, like Werthen, just two generations removed from the land and from his Jewish roots. His father had run a successful dry goods business and converted to Protestantism. Instead of following the family route into business, Karl Wittgenstein became a draughtsman and an engineer and went to work for the Teplitz steel-rolling mill in Bohemia. By a mixture of hard work, overweening ambition, and a willingness to take huge risks, Wittgenstein built an empire from this humble beginning. Five years after starting work as a lowly draughtsman for the Teplitz Rolling Mill, Wittgenstein was running that business. He sold train rails to the Russians during the Russo-Turkish War of 1878, making a huge war profit for his company, and staged another coup by gaining sole European rights to a revolutionary steel-manufacturing process. With these rights in hand, he leveraged other businesses, acquiring the Bohemian Mining Company and then the Prague Iron Company, creating a vertical monopoly in steel production in the Czech regions of the Austrian Empire. He repeated this success in the German regions with purchase of the Alpine Mining Company, and at the same time established the first rail cartel in Austria. It seemed to many that Wittgenstein had a finger in every economic pie in the empire, with seats on the boards of powerful corporations, including the Creditanstalt, the most powerful bank in the monarchy.The eight Wittgenstein offspring who survived childhood were all accomplished musicians; Ludwig and his brother Paul, the famous pianist who lost his right hand in World War I, were the youngest of the lot. A group of six older siblings led less than charmed lives, with three of the brothers committing suicide.
Then, in 1898, amid a firestorm of criticism over his shoddy treatment of workers, his monopolistic practices, and his attempts to artificially drive up the price of his steel stocks, Wittgenstein stepped down from the directorship. He became a patron of the arts, but knowledgeable observers knew that he still had a strong hand in the day-to-day operations of his far-flung industrial empire. His home at Alleegasse 16 had become one of the foremost salons in Vienna. Johannes Brahms premiered his late clarinet quintets here; Klimt and other members of the Secession first presented their work to the public in the immense rooms of that city palace. Through marriage, the Wittgensteins were connected with lawyers, doctors, industrialists, and ministers. Herr Wittgenstein could obtain a visa, an introduction to a general, medical advice, or an inside tip on investments with a simple telephone call.
In The Silence, we meet the family as things are beginning to unravel; one brother has hopped it to New York while another contemplates a similar move in order to avoid being swallowed whole by the family business. A peculiarly Viennese story, then, as even young Ludwig, or Luki as he is called, is introduced to harsh realities of life. Not to give too much away, but it is Luki who, word-conscious even as a child (he did not start talking until the age of 4), provides Werthen with a valuable clue and who, as the investigation begins to wane, pleads for justice and persuades the investigator to carry on despite all odds.
In a sense, Luki performs for Werthen what Pope Paul VI did for me so long ago--absolved me of past sins (mostly of omission) and set me on a new path.
A pope’s inadvertent blessing and a philosophy class taken more by accident than design: these are part of the story behind the story of The Silence.
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On Second Thought ...
Until blogger Jen Forbes brought it to my attention, I had not heard about this giant “oops” in Kirkus Reviews’ “2011 Best of Fiction” feature. Yep, it’s pretty embarrassing to name a book as one of the “best,” when its author has been cited for plagiarism.
Unlucky Thompson
Jiro Kimura of The Gumshoe Site brings this news:
It has been found out that George J. “Rhino” Thompson died on June 7, 2011, at his home in Cayuga, New York. He was well-known within law enforcement as a creator of Verbal Judo, a communications methodology to “defuse violence through words and professional presence.”The Emory books site features a bit more about Thompson.
Before becoming a police officer, he was a university English professor. He wrote a doctoral dissertation on Dashiell Hammett, “The Problem of Moral Vision in Dashiell Hammett’s Novels,” in 1972 and received his Ph.D. from the University of Connecticut. The dissertation was reprinted in seven issues of The Armchair Detective (TAD) starting with the May 1973 issue. His critical analysis was arguably the first one on Hammett. ... [H]e finally updated his doctoral dissertation, which was published for the first time in book form as Hammett’s Moral Vision (Vince Emery, 2007) with a new introduction by William F. Nolan. He was 69.
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Tuesday, November 15, 2011
10 for 2011
Kirkus Reviews asked me recently to list my 10 favorite crime, mystery, and thriller novels of 2011. Keep in mind, the task was not to pick the 10 “best” such works published over the last year; that would’ve been impossible to do, as I didn’t read every book in the category. But I felt comfortable drawing up an idiosyncratic selection of 10 works--all published in the States, and arranged in no particular order--that I found memorable for one reason or another:
You can read my short remarks about each of these books, plus a short list of “honorable mentions,” here.
Please feel free to mention your own favorite crime novels of 2011 in the Comments section at the bottom of that page.
• The Cut, by George Pelecanos
• White Heat, by M.J. McGrath
• Stealing Mona Lisa, by Carson Morton
• The End of Everything, by Megan Abbott
• The Keeper of Lost Causes, by Jussi Adler-Olsen
• Stolen Lives, by Jassy Mackenzie
• Field Gray, by Philip Kerr
• City of Secrets, by Kelli Stanley
• A Wild Surge of Guilty Passion, by Ron Hansen
• The House of Silk, by Anthony Horowitz
You can read my short remarks about each of these books, plus a short list of “honorable mentions,” here.
Please feel free to mention your own favorite crime novels of 2011 in the Comments section at the bottom of that page.
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