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  • Harry Dolan: Bad Things Happen

    Harry Dolan: Bad Things Happen
    BAD THINGS HAPPEN is a nifty debut, cleverly told and unfurled from the very first line: "The shovel has to meet certain requirements" on through meeting "the man who calls himself David Loogan." There are reasons for concealment, just as there are reasons the editor of a mystery magazine bearing little resemblance to EQMM or AHMM might bring him into the fold, thus catalyzing a series of murderous events. The twists come quickly and the dialogue is sharp and if it falls apart slightly at the end, no matter - I want to read much more from Dolan from now on.

  • Ian MacKenzie: City of Strangers: A Novel

    Ian MacKenzie: City of Strangers: A Novel
    MacKenzie's debut novel reminded me a lot of Paul Auster's NEW YORK TRILOGY, whether it was intended or not, in terms of his choice of words, the thrust of the narrative and the existential nature of the main character (whose first name, incidentally, is Paul) caught up in a snowballing sequence of strange and violent events in and around New York City. MacKenzie straddles the line between thriller and internal examination of a man's failings, and his ability to do so establishes him as a young writer of serious talent and future.

  • Megan Abbott: Bury Me Deep

    Megan Abbott: Bury Me Deep
    In a word: amazing. In more words: Megan Abbott, who has never delivered anything less than an excellent novel, exceeds expectations and takes a very bold and very necessary step forward both in the quality of the prose, the development of her characters and especially in portraying how obsession seeps into the very soul of people, transforming them into their worst nightmares all too easily. Just read this book. And then tell many others to do so as well.

  • Ninni Holmqvist: The Unit

    Ninni Holmqvist: The Unit
    Understandably, echoes of THE HANDMAID'S TALE are hard to ignore in this dystopic examination of a society where fertility is so high a priority that older, single, marginal women are shut away in secret locales to live out the rest of their lives in seemingly perfect harmony - at least, until the "donations" begin. But Holmqvist's marvelous book doesn't browbeat her thesis into the reader and smartly expands her ideas to look at the plight of all marginalized folk, women and men alike, and how the promise of comforts can be the most horrifying of all. Prepare to be disturbed, but prepare further to think about the ramifications.

  • Paula Froelich: Mercury in Retrograde

    Paula Froelich: Mercury in Retrograde
    This is possibly the most perfect novel for today's economically challenged times. Why? Because it has plenty of glitz and glamor and blind items, as befitting a narrative by the deputy editor of Page Six, but Froelich isn't arch or snarky or acid-tongued in the slightest. Her trio of protagonists land in all manner of embarrassing situations but they aren't played for mean-spirited laughs. The New York here is something of a fantasy-land, but not so far off the mark that it's completely unbelievable. Most of all it's clear Froelich remains sincere and optimistic about her chosen city, and has retained her sense of fun. So no need to check your brain at the door, but sometimes it just needs to chill out and relax.

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January 24, 2008

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As if people needed more convincing that we thriller writers are all inhaling something...

Based on that, can I sue the makers of Bass Ale for fogging my mind and making me go with a financially unstable publisher in 2004 instead of letting the nice agent lady send me over to St. Martin's instead?

Because I'm about to become single again, and the $100K would help with the settlement nicely.

And buy a lot of Harp's.

Sounds more like the fumes unlocked her imagination enough to actually be able to come up with a plot.

Think I will stop and pick up a can of Kiwi on the way home tonight.

That was the best laugh of the day.

Words fail me. But that is probably because I have been standing in front of my microwave with the door open.

I was in the aforementioned town of Totnes, Devon yesterday wearing a pair of Conker's shoes!
Usually the only smell one can detect in Totnes is that of a burning medicinal herb wafting over the local eccentrics.
Nothing about Totnes would surprise me.....

I've been a fan of Brady's since THE UNMAKING OF A DANCER, her memoir of dancing for Balanchine. Part of her appeal to me is that she's always sounded a bit-- how to put it? Jacked up or angry or something. It doesn't surprise me to hear her belittling genre fiction because she did pretty much the same thing with ballet. I'd like to have a few drinks with her, though.

"reduced to writing thrillers." That's one to hang over my desk.

I have just read than brady is American. Somehow, I am not surprised. In fact, as with the Swedish dwarves, I am not entirely convinced that this is not a hoax or a publicity stunt.
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"Because Murder Is More Fun Away From Home"
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P.S. I have also been to Totnes. Any suggestions as to whom I can sue ... and for what?
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Detectives Beyond Borders
"Because Murder Is More Fun Away From Home"
http://www.detectivesbeyondborders.blogspot.com/

Maybe that shoe manufacturer has a plant round the corner from Inger Wolfe's house.

I've been through Totnes, but I didn't inhale.

Damn.

"reduced to writing thrillers."

Bullshit.

I've been trying to plot my thriller lately and have thought may times how much easier it would be to write a "high brow" novel.

Joan Brady, Didn't she get pulled up for heavy plagiarism for her 1993 Whitehead effort!Nobody likes a fraud

I note that none of the offending statements have quotation marks around them. Are we sure that she actually said those things or is the "highbrow" versus thrillers bit just the slant that the writer of the article put on her words? I read another account in which Brady was quoted as saying that the situation provoked her to write her thriller because it made her so angry and that anger was fuel for a different kind of book than the one she had been writing. That connects the two in plausible fashion without any denigration of genre. As a keen reader of good literary fiction AND good crime fiction (and various combinations and permutations thereof), I hate to see them once again unnecessarily pitted against one another (whether by Brady or the Times or anyone else).

There is just never a good time to stop sniffing glue.

Since in a 2005 interview Brady herself describes the books previous to BLEEDOUT as thrillers that ended up being marketed as literary fiction, I'm not sure what she's getting at here.

http://www.shotsmag.co.uk/interviews2005/joan_brady/j_brady.html

Oh wait: the mass market paperback of BLEEDOUT is being published by Pocket on the 29th of January. What a funny coincidence.

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