In which your humble columnist takes a look at the latest offerings from Hard Case Crime… and another novel from a licensed property that’s really a lot of fun. Cops, P.I.’s, murderers, con men, and sociopaths galore. Buckle up.
This is another installment of the New Year’s resolution series of columns about my attempts to make significant progress reading the books piled on the Shelf of Shame next to …
Books so strange I had to see them for myself: The George Kennedy mysteries.
As promised last week, this is the next of a series of columns about various items from what I call the Shelf of Shame, and what most other people call The Nightstand Pile. Or just The Pile. This time, it’s all stuff I’ve meant to get to for YEARS. Sometimes decades.
The same one I make every year, honestly. But I thought if I shared it publicly maybe I could shame myself into actually keeping it.
I have a new book project I’m very excited about. It’s another one I’ve kind of been training for my entire life.
