by Cherokee Paul McDonald, was published as a paperback original by Popular
Library in August 1988, which is the very edition that caught my eye. The cover
art is wonderfully 1980s with vibrant pastels, pinks, greens and blues adding
to a very Miami Vice feel. The
artist: Ken Joudry.
The opening paragraph:
It was the face of the small boy that
stayed with him.
Bill Crider is best known for his Sheriff Dan Rhodes
mystery novels, but his work is not limited to any one genre or style. His Dan
Rhodes mysteries are a mixture of hardboiled and whodunit with a touch of humor
to keep it fresh. Mr. Crider also wrote a series of novels featuring part-time
and usually unwilling private investigator Truman Smith.
The third Truman Smith novel, When Old Men Die, finds Truman putting the disappearance and murder
of his sister behind him. He has a steady job with a bail bondsman in
Galveston, Texas, and as the novel opens he is approached by Dino, one of his
oldest pals, to find a homeless man called Outside Harry. Outside Harry is a fixture around town. One of a group
of homeless that are there, but rarely seen and Truman is a little dubious of
the whole setup. He can’t figure why Dino wants to find Outside Harry and
Dino’s explanation that Harry was his friend doesn’t wash. But Smith owes Dino
and he commits to look for Harry over the weekend. It takes only a few hours
for Truman to find trouble followed by more trouble, until he has to either
solve the case or get out of Galveston.
Old Men Die is an entertaining story with all of Bill
Crider’s trademarks—the mystery is tightly and superbly plotted, the characters
are eccentric with muddy motives, and the humor is good natured and funny. The
style and theme, or maybe the attitude, is more hardboiled than much of Mr.
Crider’s current writing, but it works and works well. The setting is
pitch-perfect. Galveston is described, both past and present, with nuanced
detail by a writer who obviously knows and likes the city. The prose is lucid
and smooth with enough bite to make it interesting:
were three quick shots, two of them scoring the floor; the third one glanced of
the flashlight and sent it spinning crazily.
One of my favorite details of the Truman Smith novels
is his cat Nameless.A name, or lack
thereof, that is conspicuously similar to Bill Pronzini’s long running Nameless
Detective series.The best part,
Nameless is a cat in every detail:
big and yellowish orange, with gray-green eyes.He took his time about entering.He looked up at me as if to ask where I’d been all evening, then
stretched and gawked and looked behind him before stepping daintily through the
2017 has been a great year for reading. I finished 54
titles, which is two short of last year’s mark and six shy of 2015’s. The
majority of the titles were fiction and my nonfiction reading tumbled to a scant
I started 2017 with a single goal:
Read more non-fiction!
And failed miserably, and that same goal will be
pushed forward into 2018.
My fiction reading is littered with the old and
familiar. If there is an author in general, or a novel or story in particular,
I like, I will read it over and over. While 2017’s reading was dominated by my obligations
to Mystery Scene Magazine, I was
still able to read some old favorites. I read four novels by Stephen Mertz,
including his two latest titles Jimi After Dark and The Moses Deception
and four novels by Australian author Garry Disher, all in his Hal Challis and
Ellen Destry police procedural series. I re-read Don Pendleton’s Copp on Ice, Jack M. Bickham’s Dropshot (my sixth or seventh reading of
this title), and Harrison Arnston’s The Third Illusion.
But I also read a bunch of authors new to me—21 in
total—including impressive works by Jordan Harper (She Rides Shotgun), Nicole Lundrigan (The Substitute), Zane Lovitt (Black Teeth), Con Lehane (Murder in the Manuscript Room), and Stephen Gallagher (The Authentic William James).
And my reading list in 2017 featured a few favorites,
which I whittled (with some difficulty) down to five titles. With that said, my
five favorite fiction titles that I read in 2017 are:
5. The Big Book of Rogues and Villains, edited by Otto Penzler (Vintage
Crime, 2017), is an anthology featuring 73 stories with either a rogue or a
villain as its protagonist. The stories included were written from the Victorian
Age to modern times. And every story is perfectly suited for its inclusion. My
favorite is Bruno Fischer’s dark masterpiece, “We Are All Dead”. Read the Mystery Scene review.
4. The Authentic William James, by Stephen Gallagher (Brooligan Press,
2017), is a historical crime novel with an honest, ethical, and compassionate
detective—Sebastian Becker, Special Investigator to the Lord Chancellor’s
Visitor in Lunacy—at its center. The story moves from London to Philadelphia to
Hollywood, but no matter where the action takes place it is well written, well
researched, and very entertaining.
3. Sleep No More: Six Murderous Tales, by P. D. James (Alfred A.
Knopf, 2017), is a collection of previously uncollected stories. The stories
have a different theme than much of James’ work since the focus tends to be on crimes
that are executed so perfectly that they are never solved and every tale is
worth reading. Read the Mystery Scene review.
2. She Rides Shotgun, by Jordan Harper (Ecco, 2017), is a nourish masterpiece—ish, because there is a slender line of
hope and redemption throughout—featuring a young girl, her fear, a teddy-bear,
her convict father, and a drug gang on a path to both destruction and redemption.Read the Mystery Scene review.
1. Chain of Evidence, by Garry Disher (Soho Crime, 2008), is the
fourth in his Hal Challis and Ellen Destry police procedural series set in the
rural Mornington Peninsula southeast of Melbourne, Australia. Its theme is
difficult, the abuse of children, but its execution is so precise, without ever
falling into the salacious, that I didn’t want the last page to arrive. Read the Gravetapping review.
Turley, called Bud Squirrelly by those who thought he had a lot of peculiar
ideas, put the gigantic tooth down on Sheriff Dan Rhodes’s desk and said, ‘I
want you to take custody of this tooth, Sheriff’
With that opening, the very essence of both A Mammoth Murder and Bill Crider’s
character Sheriff Dan Rhodes is laid bare: humorous, witty and entertaining. A Mammoth Murder was originally
published in 2006 by St. Martin’s Press, and it is the 13th mystery to feature
Blacklin County Sheriff Dan Rhodes.
Bud Turley found the tooth in Blacklin County’s
version of the Bermuda Triangle. A patch of dark timbered country called “Big
Woods,” which is home to a mean-spirited pack of wild hogs, rattle snakes,
copperheads, cottonmouths, and rumors of Bigfoot. Turley is certain the tooth
he found belongs to the latter and he wants Sheriff Rhodes to protect it until
an expert—a local community college teacher—can look at it the next day.
A report of a dead body in Big Woods interrupts
Rhodes’s enjoyment of the tooth. The dead man is Bud Turley’s best (and only)
friend Larry Colley whose body is discovered alarmingly close to where
Bigfoot’s tooth was found. The death toll rises when an elderly shopkeeper is
found dead in her store. Rhodes is certain the murders are connected, but he is
continually bothered by a feeling of missing something both important and
Mammoth Murder is a charming, sly, and entertaining
novel. The mystery is quirky and sincere. The dialogue is sharp and genuinely
funny; most of it coming from the mouths of Rhodes’s dispatcher and jailer,
Hack and Lawton. The two jab at each ferociously and enjoy, more than just a
little, playing with Rhodes’s patience.
The story is bolstered by a colorful cast—Bigfoot
hunters, amateur crime writers, a local newspaper reporter better at her job
than Rhodes would like, and Rhodes’s wife Ivy, who put him on a low fat diet
and knows nothing about his daily Blizzard from Dairy Queen. Not to mention
Hack and Lawton.
The mystery is great, too. There are enough red
herrings to keep the reader interested, and just enough action to make it
exciting. Even better, there is something of a cold case thrown in—a young boy
was killed in Big Woods ten years earlier, and Sheriff Rhodes is certain it is
connected with the two recent killings—and the resolution is very satisfying.
Murder is the twentieth novel featuring Blacklin County,
Texas Sheriff Dan Rhodes. The series started in 1986 with Too Late to Die, and the latest title (number 22 in the series), Between the Living and Dead, is
scheduled for release in August. Blacklin County’s population is small, but the
characters and crimes are anything but.
It opens with a burglary at the Beauty Shack. The
thief broke the restroom window, and stole the Shack’s latest inventory
items—“…hair extensions and wigs. Made from real human hair,” which have an
impressive street value. Sheriff Rhodes’ report and scene investigation are
interrupted by another call. A corpse is in the parking lot of the community
college. When Rhodes arrives the scene is being handled by Dr. C. P. Benton;
“Seepy” to everyone who knows him. Dr. Benton isn’t a deputy, but he thinks he
is, and he is pretty sure the dead man was murdered—
sure it’s a crime scene?’
would be my professional judgment as a graduate of the Citizens’ Sheriff’s
As it turns out Seepy is right, and Rhodes quickly
identifies a handful of suspects. The victim was an English professor, and not
well liked. The primary suspect is a student named Ike Terrell. Ike is a
suspicious character simply by relation. His father is Able Terrell who is the
leader of the county’s local survivalist group. He has a compound, guns, and
rumors of more guns. The investigation is far from clear, and the plot is
littered with twists.
Murder is smooth, humorous, and criminal. It is a rural
police procedural; mostly whodunit with a shimmer of hardboiled. The humor is
secondary to the well-crafted mystery, and acts as a foil to the seriousness of
the crime. It is developed in the eclectic oddball characters—the Abbot and
Costello act of the police dispatcher and jailer, and Rhodes’ straight man-like
reaction to it—and the dialogue, which hums with misunderstanding. The stolen
hair is a hot topic, and provides a few well-placed laughs—
not a head,’ Rhodes said. ‘It’s a wig stand. With hair on it. Real human hair,
too, I’ll bet.’
scalped his victim?’
voice trembled. Rhodes didn’t know if the cause was excitement or disgust.
Rhodes said. ‘His victim was Lonnie Wallace.’
was Lonnie Wallace’s body at the college?’
wondered why all his conversations seemed to go this way. Maybe it was somehow
his own fault.
Mr. Crider nicely
develops the setting—the decaying main streets of Blacklin County’s small
towns; the heat; the country’s expanse. The places, and many of the characters,
flow from novel to novel developing a strong sense of place in each, and the
series a whole. There are also a few insider jokes: Joe Lansdale’s name shows
up twice. Once as a karate instructor, and again as a novelist.
A little more than a week ago, Bill Crider announced
he was entering hospice care after battling cancer the last eighteen months. I’ve
never met Bill, but I’ve read his work, followed his blog, exchanged emails
with him here and there, and feel like I know him. Over the years I’ve read dozens of Bill’s stories, novels and shorts alike, and one has always stayed with me. And here is a review I wrote for that story all the way back in 2009.
The date is never clarified in Bill Crider’s story “Top
of the World”, but its setting is a dusty town in 1950s or 1960s Texas. The protagonist
is a mechanic with dreams. He wants his own shop and maybe even a car
dealership. But his dreams require money. And money is something Sam Cobb, a
middle-aged man who robs banks less for the money and more for the robbing, can
On a summer day, Sam finds the protagonist—a young mechanic
whose name is never told—in the small-time auto shop where he works. Sam has a robbery
planned and he wants the mechanic to do the driving, but a feeling of unease settles
on the protagonist when he learns Sam has gone in with a woman.
At least until he meets her.
Vicky is older, beautiful with sizzling red hair, a
wildcat style and an insatiable appetite for men. The mechanic and Vicky hit it
off after that first heist and then start a regular thing. Sam warns him off
the lady, but the youngster doesn’t listen.
“Top of the World” is a swift and twisted throwback of
a tale. It has the feel, pacing, and style of a 1950s Gold Medal novel boiled
down to 5,000 words. A femme fatale story twisted sideways, turned upside down
and shaken. Beautiful and hard with a smooth, dusty and melancholy prose:
shook his head again. He didn’t look mad, just kind of sick, or maybe just sad,
and he turned and left the garage, settling his hat down carefully on his head.
The narrative is first person, but executed in a way that
allows an emotional distance, for the reader and narrator both, from the story.
This created distance turns down the story’s suspense, and Crider brilliantly
replaces it with the bittersweet melancholy of time’s passage. A feeling of old
and new all at once.
“Top of the World” is the real deal. It is literate,
beautiful and dark. It showcases Crider’s broad range as a writer—it is nothing
like his Sheriff Dan Rhodes novels—his grasp of human psychology and, above all
else, is entertaining as all hell.
Bill Crider’s “Top of
the World” appeared in the anthology Flesh
& Blood: Dark Desires. I read it in The
World’s Finest Mystery and Crime Stories, Vol. 4.
I have a brand-new
interview with Garry Disher, the guy who gave us professional criminal Wyatt
and the Hal Challis and Ellen Destry police procedural novels, live and
available at Mystery Scene Magazine’s website. To whet your appetite, here are
the first two paragraphs:
you haven’t heard of Australian author Garry Disher, you’re not alone. While
Disher’s two character-driven crime series set in Australia have dedicated
readers from around the globe, the prolific writer remains sorely
underappreciated in the United States.
Signal Loss, the seventh in Australian author Garry Disher’s
series of character-driven procedurals featuring the taciturn and solitary
Inspector Hal Challis makes its way to American shelves this December. The
series has been called “excellent” by the New York Times Book Review and
“moody, inventive, and extremely hard to put down,” by Booklist. The gritty cop
novels set on Australia’s Mornington Peninsula have been compared favorably to
other procedural series by Ian Rankin, Michael Connelly, and Peter Robinson.
Express, by Colin Forbes, was originally published as a
hardcover by E. P. Dutton & Co. in 1977, the edition that caught my eye is Fawcett
Crest mass market paperback published in 1979. It is the movie tie-in edition
for the film directed by Mark Robson, starring Lee Marvis and Robert Shaw. The
artist: Unknown (to me at least)
The first sentence:
was a Wednesday—dangerous Wednesday—and as always the first Wednesday in the
Colin Forbes is a
pseudonym for the late-Raymond Harold Sawkins (1923 – 2006). A British writer
of adventure novels similar in tone and style to Alistair MacLean.
Climax, the fourteenth title in Max Allan Collins’ revitalized
Quarry series, is set in the Highland Strip area of Memphis in the autumn of 1975.
The Memphis setting is a “hat tip” to the Cinemax
television series based on the novels, which relocated Quarry from his
literary Midwest roots to the birthplace of the blues. Quarry, a contract
killer, is given the unusual assignment of stopping a hit on Max Climer. Climer
is a strip club owner that expanded his business to publish the very adult
and very raunchy Climax Magazine, and
someone wants him very dead.
Quarry’s business agent, The Broker, is an investor in Climer’s
enterprises and he wants Quarry to thwart the hit, and then determine who ordered
it. The list of potential suspects is long. Climer is a target of women’s
rights groups, religious groups, and business rivals. The Broker sends Quarry
undercover as a security consultant, which gives him free access to Climer’s
offices and the strip joint below, The
Climax Club. The music is blaring, the girls are willing, and Quarry is his
cool, composed self.
Climax is a smoothly entertaining tale with sex—Quarry attracts
strippers like johns to hookers—violence, and a road map of mid-1970s music. The
linear story is told with a stripped-down style, almost like a beer bar chat
between reader and Quarry, and plotted with enough twists to keep the pages
turning. But it is Quarry, his self-deprecating coolness, dry humor and 1970s
social commentary (with a tour guide quality), that makes this one worth
The latest issue of Mystery Scene Magazine—No. 152—is at a newsstand near you. As
usual, it is packed. It features interviews with James Patterson, Joe Ide and Barbara
Ross, an article about Mary Robert Rinehart and many others.
It also features my short story review column, “Short
& Sweet: Short Stories Considered”. In the column I discuss:
I participated in something called My Life in Black
and White on Facebook. It is seven days, one photo each day, of ordinary life
without comment or people (in the photographs). I enjoyed thinking about the
snapshots each day and decided to post my seven photographs here in a single
Bring Him Back Dead
and There was a Crooked Man, by Day
Keene. Bring Him Back Dead and There was a Crooked Man were paperback
originals published in 1954 and 1956 by Fawcett Gold Medal. The edition that
caught my eye is the Lancer “2-for-1” edition published in 1963. On the front
cover, in large orange type is the claim, “Revised for this edition” and I’m unsure
the amount of revision made between the original books publication and this
edition. Each title has its own cover in vivid yellows and blues, denoting
violence and sensuality. The artist(s): Unknown (to me at least)
The winners are in for the Blaze! Spanish Gold giveaway, each chosen randomly with a number generator in MS Excel. Before I announce the winners I want
to thank everyone who entered. There was a surprising number of entrants this
time around, which inspired me to giveaway three copies instead of the original
two. So, without further delay, here are the winners:
Thanks again, everyone. I appreciate your interest and
Today marks the waning hours to enter the giveaway for
one of two signed paperbacks of Blaze!
Spanish Gold. The deadline is tonight, 11:59 PM MST. All you need to do to enter is send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org
with “BSG Giveaway” in the subject line. Your email will be used only for the
giveaway. There are a few other ways you
can get your name entered more than once, including following my Goodreads Author page and Gravetapping’s Facebook page. If you do either, or both, make sure you tell me in your email so I’ll
know to enter your name in the drawing multiple times.
of the Union is the second novel—after Supreme Justice (2014)—featuring
former Secret Service Agent Joe Reeder and current FBI Agent Patti Rogers
written by Max Allan Collins and Matthew V. Clemens. Reeder is popularly known
as an American hero—a notion he chafes from—for saving the lives of a President
and a Chief Justice of the Supreme Court. In retirement he operates a
successful investigative and security firm, and, as the story opens, Joe is
concerned by a voicemail from a former Secret Service colleague named Chris
this number when you get this. Life and death, brother—don’t let me down.”
Joe returns the call with no response. He hears
nothing until his wife finds him at Arlington National Cemetery and tells him
Chris was found dead at a cheap motel, hanging by a belt from the shower rod.
Chris’s wife doesn’t believe it is suicide, and asks Joe to investigate.
The only clues are Chris’s uncharacteristic nervousness in the days
leading to his death, and a single word uttered to his wife: “sink.”
The setting is Washington, D. C. of the late 2020s,
and the story, while not political, is very much a political thriller. The
political landscape is much like our own—non-cooperative partisanship as the
parties splinter away from each other and the moderate middle—and acts as both
antagonist and battlefield. The story is larger than a simple murder as
suicide, and involves a shady cast of characters, including a billionaire, a
Department of Defense contractor, and a nasty psychopath. It is something of a
mix between television’s Criminal Minds and a Robert Ludlum novel.
But better than either because of its ability to surprise, and make the reader
review originally appeared at Ed Gorman’s blog, in slightly different form, on
November 17, 2015.
My second Blaze!
book, Spanish Gold, has been out
for three weeks. The Halloween holiday is a memory, I have a handful of author
copies, and so my always suspect logic tells me it’s time for a giveaway. This
time around I have two signed trade paperbacks available for two very lucky readers (or
unlucky, depending on perspective). Or, if you prefer the Kindle
version, I can make that happen, too. See below for how to enter and a few
other details about the giveaway.
A little about Blaze!
only thing Kate and J.D. Blaze had in mind when they rode into the settlement
of Unity, Utah, was celebrating their wedding anniversary. But then J.D. is
forced to kill a corrupt deputy in order to save a woman’s life, and suddenly
the Old West’s only husband-and-wife gunfighters are plunged into a deadly
mystery involving a sinister albino, missing men, and a lost treasure in
Boulden writes in a very readable style, never letting up on the rapid pace
that leads to a gripping final gunfight that answers all the questions that
have risen before this deadly confrontation. Once again I’m left looking
forward to Ben Boulden’s next entry in this series.”
few details. Blaze!
Spanish Gold is the eighteenth installment of the Blaze! Adult Western series. The “adult” part means there is some
mature content. In this case there is one short chapter of Rated R content,
which is best explained by Steve Myall in his review:
Blaze! books are marketed as being an adult
western series but please don’t let that put you off trying this one if you
don’t like explicit sex in your reading material. There is only one short
chapter that deals with this aspect of the tale and that can easily be skipped
without ruining the rest of the story.”
The giveaway for the paperback version of Blaze! Spanish Gold is available only to
those with a mailing address within the United States. If you want the Kindle
version, all you need is an Amazon account.
is the easy part. All you need to do is send an email to email@example.com
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additional time for each of the above you do. As an example, if you send an
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in the drawing three times. Here are the links to the various pages:
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1, 2017 to 11:59 PM, MST, November 12, 2017
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The Third Illusion, published by Harperas a paperback original in 1993, is a nicely played hybrid of the private
eye and thriller genres with a tricky plot that Alfred Hitchcock would have
found intriguing. It is Mr. Arnston’s eighth novel, after the legal thriller Trade-Off (1992), and his second to last
published novel, preceding The Venus
David Baxter, a former CIA operative, is a hunted man.
A Palestinian terrorist group has sentenced him to death for thwarting an
attack and killing its leader. With the help of the Agency, David faked his own
death, changed his name to Jack Slade, and lives a secluded life in a
California mountain town. When a wealthy and politically ambitious businessman,
who knows David’s real identity, lures him out of hiding with a hard luck story
about a missing daughter, David’s carefully orchestrated life unravels.
Third Illusion is what a thriller should be:
entertaining, complex and fun. Its first person narration is smooth and
provides the reader with an unobstructed view of both the action and David
Baxter. Its plotting and pacing are pitch-perfect, and while the book runs 452
pages in mass market, there is plenty of story from the first page to the last.
The climactic twist is achieved with what must have been a cutting edge technology
in the early-1990s, and still feels a little science fiction, that stretches
belief, but in Arnston’s expert hands this reader didn’t much care.
Desperado Doublecross, by Tom West /
The Plunderers, by Norman Daniels was published as a double book by Ace in
1970 (14265). The cover art for both titles is pure Western pulp bliss; flashy,
vivid with more than a little implied action and violence. The artist(s): Unknown
(to me at least)
The first sentence from Desperado Doublecross:
“Bill Mackay felt sorrier than a sick
The first sentence from The Plunderers:
“The street had quickly cleared of
people and, except for the loudmouthed, drunken, highly dangerous man who
walked down the middle of the of the road, the little town looked abandoned.”
A couple reviews went live in the ether recently for
two of my stories. Kevin Tipple reviewed Blaze!
Red Rock Rampage at his blog, Kevin’s
Corner, with an appreciated “highly recommended.” My favorite portion of
Blaze! Red Rock Rampage is a very good western. 15th
in the series originally created by Stephen Mertz, the read features plenty of
action and adventure in a western setting with some mystery and romantic
elements thrown into the high octane mix. Well plotted and complicated, the
read moves forward at a rapid pace. Blaze! Red Rock Rampage is highly