Showing posts with label Books to Die For. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Books to Die For. Show all posts

Wednesday, 5 September 2012

Larry Gandle's Book To Die For - Breakheart Hill by Thomas H Cook


Larry Gandle is the assistant  editor of DEADLY PLEASURES MYSTERY MAGAZINE. In his real life he is a radiation oncologist living in Tampa, Florida. 

 “This is the darkest story I have ever heard.  And all my life I have laboured not to tell it” So begins this masterpiece by this one of the most lyrical practitioners of the atmospheric historical mystery.  This is easily the book that I most frequently press into people’s hands over the years.  In fact, I keep a ready supply of the book on hand to give away to readers if they only promise me they will read it and pass it onto another reader.  I have been in mystery bookstores and bought the book on the spot for fellow mystery fans who never read it.  BREAKHEART HILL is one of the first mystery books I read after all my schooling and training and it is the book I credit with making me a huge fan of mysteries and giving me the enthusiasm to read and review so many books in the genre.

Personally, I love lyrical writing and I truly believe that few writers are capable of doing it well.  Many successful writers in the genre are storytellers but few are both storytellers and true writers.  Some writers, like Michael Connelly are capable of both.  Who could forget the beautiful contrasting scene of Harry Bosch sitting in his car at a stop sign in THE LAST COYOTE as a coyote steps in front of his car and looks him in the eye.  Mike can write majestically but it is the story and characters that take centre stage.  The style he prefers works perfectly for police procedurals or legal thrillers of which nobody writes them better.

James Lee Burke comes immediately to mind with his beautiful portraits of the Louisiana countryside.  From the smell of the fragrant air to the lush vegetation, one gets a true sense of the locale unlike anybody else really.  The problem is that he seems to write the same book over and over but he does do it beautifully.

 Tom Cook, my favourite lyrical writer, writes a different book each time.  He can write anything from romance novels to taut police procedurals.  However, he is at his very best with historical mysteries and no more so than with this particular book.  BREAKHEART HILL takes place in a small southern town, Choctaw, Alabama in 1962.  Ben Wade tells how the girl he was infatuated with, Kelli Troy’s body was found battered and beaten in the mountain woods.  The reader knows something terrible has happened.  As Ben asks at the end of the first chapter, “What was Kelli doing on Breakheart Hill that day?  What was she looking for in those deep woods alone?”  The rest of the novel will answer those questions and the result will be shocking.  Yet, as the reader progresses through the book, which gives a beautiful portrait of growing up in a small town and a first romance in high school, the reader cannot forget the chilling first chapter.  We know that is where we are heading- to a terrible place.  This will not be a happy ending.

 So with that first chapter send off, Tom Cook can tell as leisurely a story, as he likes.  The reader is hooked and the tension will only heighten the further into the book they read.  This technique of writing the conclusion in the first chapter and drawing out the suspense as to how we reach that point is a brilliant storytelling device.  I am not saying Tom invented that but I am saying he has done it about as good as anyone else ever has.    

Tuesday, 4 September 2012

Sarah Weinman's Book To Die For - The Late Man by James Preston Girard


Sarah Weinman is News Editor for Publishers Marketplace, where she works on Publishers Lunch, the industry’s essential daily read with more than 40,000 subscribers, as well as additional projects.  She also writes the more-or-less monthly “Crimewave” column for the National Post.  Previously she wrote “Dark Passages,” a monthly online mystery & suspense column for the Los Angeles Times, and "The Criminalist", a monthly online for the Barnes & Noble Review. Earlier in her career, she was the Baltimore Sun's crime fiction columnist and an editor for GalleyCat, mediabistro.com’s publishing industry news blog.

Her reviews and articles have appeared in a wide range of print and web publications including The Wall Street Journal, The Washington Post, The Guardian, The Philadelphia Inquirer to name a few.  Her short fiction has appeared in a number of anthologies including Dublin Noir, Baltimore Noir, Damn Near Dead, Expletive Deleted and A Hell of a Woman. 

From October 2003 until January 2011, she ran the influential blog Confessions of an Idiosyncratic Mind, which was shortlisted for an Anthony Award for Website in 2008 and she was nominated for an Anthony Award for Special Services the same year. 
  
In a perfect world, all talented writers would be around forever, writing books at their own pace, climbing bestseller lists, and acquiring a devoted coterie of fans to worship at their feet. But of course, this world is far from perfect, and wonderful writers fade into the collective conscious with shocking ease. Which is probably why most of you haven’t heard of Kansas writer James Preston Girard. That’s a shame, because more people should.

Some of this lack of recognition is due to Girard’s sparse output. He’s written three novels to date, and one of them – A KILLING IN KANSAS (1991) – was published under the pseudonym Jeffrey Tharp. The two under his own name are separated by a nine-year gap, and SOME SURVIVE (2002) was put out as a paperback original. There’s been nothing since; no wonder his name has fallen off the radar somewhat. 

At his best, Girard expertly combined the elements of a good crime novel with nuanced psychological depth, really getting at the heart of his characters and what makes them tick. The crimes are merely a catalyst for human conflicts, and by showing how people’s individual lives are affected by murder placed in the backdrop, the result is, oddly enough, far more profound and effective.

I first heard of him a few years ago when SOME SURVIVE had a fairly prominent place amongst the special title listings at Partners & Crime. The then-manager was a huge fan, and others spoke very highly of Girard’s earlier work, THE LATE MAN (1993). I knew it was a book I’d get around to reading eventually, but since the later book was more readily available, I read it first. SOME SURVIVE was good. THE LATE MAN, however, was in a whole other class.

There are two books I want to emulate, copy, steal from. One is IN A LONELY PLACE by Dorothy B. Hughes. The other is THE LATE MAN, set in 1980s Wichita. Running in the background of the story is the once-dormant investigation of a BTK-esque serial killer who places roses by each victim’s side that flares up once again when a new victim is discovered. Though there is a resolution, the book is really about the lives and flaws of its three main protagonists: police Captain L.J. Loomis, journalist Sam Haun (the “late man” because he works the overnight shift at the paper) and rising star Stosh Babicki.

Each character wrestles with palpable demons, mostly to do with failing relationships: Loomis has lost his wife to another man and misses her and their children, whom he does not see, terribly. Haun’s wife Claire and younger son are dead, and in its aftermath, he chances upon Claire’s diary, confessing in great detail to an affair with the newspaper’s main boss. Who, at this time, is having his own affair with the intelligent but impressionable Babicki. Is that affair a case of real love, manipulation, or something in between? Babicki doesn’t really know for sure, but, as she discovers, it’s a vise she must ungrip herself from.

THE LATE MAN is ultimately about loss of every kind, and Girard writes of such things with an almost terrible knowledge; even if he didn’t know about it personally, his characters do with unfathomable depths. Though at times uncomfortable, the writing is so beautiful and understated that the emotional heft packs a wallop. What’s also gripping is what is left unspoken and unresolved; Girard doesn’t hit the reader over the head with revelations and conclusions but allows them to find them out of their own accord. The book found a small audience when published nearly 20 years ago, but if anything, it stands up better to time now, and I urge all to track down a copy to discover for themselves.

Saturday, 1 September 2012

Karen Meek's Book To Die For - Involuntary Witness by Gianrico Carofiglio


Karen Meek runs Euro Crime, a website focusing on British and European crime fiction.  With a team of ten reviewers working for it, Euro Crime reviews up to nine books a week and Karen is in her fourth year as a judge for the CWA's International Dagger.  When not working on the website and its blog, Karen works in a public library.

I set up the Euro Crime website at the tail end of 2003.  Though it was to specialise in British and European crime fiction it took me a couple of years to actually have more than an academic interest in putting translated series in the correct order (see Mankell, Nesbo for examples of “out of order translation syndrome”).  In fact, I only read my first book in translation in 2004 but the one that really plunged me into the world of European crime fiction was Gianrico Carofiglio's Involuntary Witness, which I read in 2005.

Carofiglio is not only an anti-Mafia judge (a noble profession) but charming and handsome, and the kicker: he can also write very well.

Involuntary Witness, translated by Patrick Creagh in 2005, introduces his Bari-based lawyer Guido Guerrieri, the first of a currently four-book series.  My review at the time:

INVOLUNTARY WITNESS chronicles a period of change for its main character, lawyer Guido Guerrieri whilst at the same time enlightening the reader on the Italian justice system, before culminating in the trial of a Senegalese peddler who has been arrested for the murder of a young boy.

The book begins with Guido separating from his wife, which leads to a subsequent psychological illness.  He has panic attacks, suffers from insomnia and most embarrassingly for him feels like bursting into tears whilst in public.  His work suffers and his clients suffer until one client and one case enables him to start to recover.

Abdou Thiam, a schoolteacher in his home country, can earn ten times as much selling fake handbags and watches at the coastal resorts near Bari.  Abdou has been arrested for the kidnap and murder of a nine-year-old boy and the evidence against him is quite convincing even if totally circumstantial.  Guido believes he is innocent and takes the case.
Unlike in a lot of crime novels, Guido does not go out investigating and try to find the real killer instead he does his job i.e. he defends his client to the best of his ability and using logic, throws doubt on all the so called 'evidence' against his client.  The final verdict brought tears to my eyes.

I savoured INVOLUNTARY WITNESS with its spare writing, smoothly translated by Patrick Creagh.  With its strong sense of place and the heat, I felt I was there.  There is a real-time feel to the book as the main crime plot is stretched out whilst Guido is dealing with other business, romance, holidays and so on.  Guido is such a likeable and sympathetic character I just enjoyed every moment of the book and I can't wait for the next book to be translated.

Coming from reading British and American crime fiction where every character, no matter their profession, aims to be the detective this was such a refreshing change.  Guido is a lawyer, he has contacts he could be the detective but he chooses not to be.  He sticks to his strength of being a good lawyer.  He is not a traditional hero; he has many flaws, which makes him interesting.  The structure of the book is also unusual with a lengthy courtroom scene where the suspect is tried for murder.  Perhaps these factors mean the book shouldn't work but it does, superbly.  It's fascinating, absorbing and unpredictable and I foist this book on as many people as I can.

Thursday, 30 August 2012

Books To Die For - A snappy interview with John Connolly and Declan Burke


With the publication of Books To Die For John Connolly and Declan Burke have jointly edited one of the most widely anticipated books this year.  Despite their busy schedule, I managed to persuade the two of them to answer a few questions for Shots on Books To Die For  and the task they took on.

How did you come to the list / narrow down the list of authors you wanted to approach for a contribution?

DB: “Picking the list of contributors was pretty straightforward, in theory at least.  We just wanted the best living crime writers, so we set out to get in touch with them all.  I have to say that I was astonished by the response - I know that crime writers have a reputation (and well deserved) for being pretty helpful to one another, but the reaction to our proposal was amazing.  I guess that is in part, because every writer is at heart a reader, or is a reader first, and if you’re really serious about your books there’s no more enjoyable question than, ‘What’s your favourite book?’  That’s a question that could conceivably take hours to answer.”
 
JC: Most authors did seem to get it straight off, and those that didn't never came around to the idea, to be honest.  We had a bit of back-and-forth with a couple, but I think we both rather sensed that any hesitancy was likely to translate into a 'no'.  I guess my view was that we shouldn't ask anyone whose work we didn't respect.  Once we established that as a benchmark, it became fairly easy to create a wish list.  

Would you have been able to guess the books chosen by the individual authors?

DB: “That’s an interesting question.  I suppose the knee-jerk answer, before we began, would have been a cautious ‘Yes’.  I mean, I had a pretty good idea, having interviewed him last year and spent about half the interview in a very enjoyable digression chatting about Raymond Chandler, that Michael Connelly would pick a Chandler novel.  That said, I was very surprised that he picked the one he did - if I’d been writing about Chandler, I’d have picked two other titles before I picked Michael’s choice.  But that was one of the real joys of the process for me, the fact that the contributors’ choices were so personal to them, and the way they talked about the impact a particular book had on them on an emotional level, say, or the way it spoke to them at a particular age, or a period in their life.  Linwood Barclay’s piece on Ross Macdonald is a good example of that, I think.  The contributors aren’t just talking about books that they believe to be technically brilliant, or a master-class in style / language, etc.  They’re talking about books they love.  And when it comes to something like picking your favourite book, I’ll take passion over perfection every time.”

JC: I was surprised by some of the choices, but not that many.  Rita Mae Brown's decision to write on A TALE OF TWO CITIES by Charles Dickens raised an eyebrow, I must admit.  I think she makes a valiant effort to justify it, but she's one of the authors - Julia Wallis Martin on Poe is another - who used the choice of book or writer as a springboard to dive into other issues and concerns.  Most of the choices were, if not anticipated, then not unexpected.  I knew, for example, that Paul Johnston regarded Philip Kerr's A PHILOSOPHICAL INVESTIGATION very highly because we'd discussed it - and disagreed about it - over the years.  Similarly, I knew that when I asked Chris Mooney, he'd pick either Stephen King, Thomas Harris or Dennis Lehane, and I felt that, given their shared Boston background, he'd do the best job on Lehane's MYSTIC RIVER.  I called that one right, as that's one of my favourite essays in the book.  In that sense, I suppose we sometimes had contributors in mind for particular titles or writers, but we didn't pressure anyone to pick a particular author or book.  That said, it took a long time to find someone to write on Dorothy L. Sayers, for some reason.  I guess she was one of those writers who was greatly admired, but perhaps didn't inspire passion in everyone.  Lauren Henderson in her Rebecca Chance guise did a lovely essay on Sayers in the end, though.

Were there any surprises or disappointments?

DB: “Well, I was very pleasantly surprised at how readily and enthusiastically the contributors responded to the idea.  That was the first thing.  In terms of their choices, certainly, there are plenty of surprises in there, for me at least.  One was how popular an author Josephine Tey remains - at one point it seemed as if every second writer was offering to write about a Josephine Tey novel.  Another very nice surprise was the way some entirely unexpected patterns started to emerge as the pieces of the jigsaw began to fit into place.  It became possible to chart the evolution of the crime / mystery novel as it responded to various social and cultural changes over the last 150 years or so, which was an unexpected bonus and very gratifying.  I was also nicely surprised by some names popping up that I’d never heard of before, Kem Nunn and his ‘surf noir’ being a very good example, and a writer that I’ll be checking out once the dust settles on this project.

JC: Like Declan, Tey was the big surprise for me.  She seems to be as iconic as Chandler is for a couple of generations of female writers, but I had never read her.  I took THE DAUGHTER OF TIME with me to South Africa, and then ended up giving it away before I'd finished it.  It wasn't because I wasn't enjoying it, but I was telling an audience about Tey, and I mentioned that particular book, and a man came up to me afterwards and said that he didn't read fiction at all, but he was intrigued by the sound of THE DAUGHTER OF TIME.  By coincidence, he was in a wheelchair, having contracted some terrible virus while working in Africa, and had spent months immobile, staring at the ceiling of a hospital room.  As THE DAUGHTER OF TIME begins with Alan Grant hospitalized and staring at the ceiling of his room, it seemed like one of those moments when a particular book was meant to be with a particular reader, so I gave my copy to him.  I hope he enjoys it.  I have to buy another copy now just to find out what happens at the end.

DB: “In terms of disappointments, well, I guess we knew before we began that the book couldn’t accommodate every single book we’d have liked to have seen in it.  It simply wouldn’t be possible.  But then, the book isn’t supposed to be a kind of sterile list of every crime / mystery novel you could possibly imagine, and nor is supposed to be a list of my favourite books, or John’s.  It was always intended as a labour of love, and not just on our part, but also on the part of the contributors.  And as I said before, love is an imperfect thing at the best of times, and it has its fair share of flaws and disappointments.  Ultimately, though, any small disappointments were far outweighed by the quality of the contributions, and the way in which the contributors engaged with their subjects.  I’ll be honest with you, I felt pretty humbled by the time we got through with this book.”


JC: In a way, it would have been easier if we could have put a gun to contributors' heads and said, "You must write about..."  David Goodis and Horace McCoy are two omissions that rankle with me, but nobody picked them.  Someone agreed to do Eco's THE NAME OF THE ROSE, and then never responded to emails afterwards.  I wish someone had written on Joe Wambaugh too.  By and large, though, there are very few grating absences among the subjects, and those significant authors who were unable to contribute, or who just didn't want to, were covered in essays about them by other people.  For example, Jim Burke declined very gracefully, but I knew that someone would write about him, and if they didn't then I would.  Similarly for P.D. James and Ruth Rendell.  If I had to confess to one particular disappointment, it would be that I'd have liked it if more writers from outside the Anglo-American tradition had been willing to participate.  At one point, I was engaged in negotiations with writers from South Korea and Japan, and trying to hunt down someone in India, but all those efforts came to naught.  We also had great difficulty in getting a French writer to contribute.  I'm not sure why, but every author we contacted seemed to decline.  It may be that it was easier to convince Anglo-American authors, or Irish authors, because we knew a lot of them personally, and therefore there was a degree of trust there from the start.  When it comes to authors from outside that tradition, though, the only place to meet them is in passing at book festivals abroad, and often there are language barriers, or you simply never get to spend any significant time with them.  Then again, the book would have swollen to an unmanageable length.  It's big enough as it is.

DB: If I can indulge my personal wish list for a few moments, I’d have loved to have seen William Goldman’s MARATHON MAN in there.  A seminal thriller, I think.  And I love Alistair MacLean’s WHEN EIGHT BELLS TOLL.  I’m also a big fan of Barry Gifford’s Sailor and Lula story-cycle.  I think Horace McCoy’s KISS TOMORROW GOODBYE is an omission, and I’d loved to have seen Edward Anderson’s THIEVES LIKE US in there.  The Jim Thompson book, if I’d been writing about him, would have been THE KILLER INSIDE ME … and so on, for pages and pages.  THE TREASURE OF THE SIERRA MADRE.  BUILD MY GALLOWS HIGH …

Would you work on a similar project again?

DB: “Never.  Not a chance.  You have NO IDEA how difficult John Connolly is to work with.  The man’s a complete diva … “No, I’d definitely work on a similar project at some point in the future, once I’ve forgotten how much time and effort this one took.  I wouldn’t mind so much, but John did pretty much everything except design the cover.  And I’m not entirely sure he didn’t do that too …” 

JC: I think Declan is being far too modest.  He was the voice of reason on this.  Margie Orford said to me that it was just as well that Declan was the main channel of communication with a lot of the contributors, as she didn't think I'd be as diplomatic as he was.  She was probably right.  I don't think anyone will do anything quite this ambitious within the genre again, or at least not for some time.  We've covered a huge spread of the major authors, as both subjects and contributors.  I suppose that there is scope for a volume that includes far more authors who don't write in English, but I'm not sure I'll be the one to tackle it.  I found doing this absolutely exhausting, and massively time-consuming.  I don't think I realised at the start just how difficult it would be, from sourcing contributors, to obtaining copy (deadlines were, by and large, merrily ignored by many of those involved!) and, ultimately, fact-checking all of those essays.  It's hard enough checking your own work.  It's massively, massively difficult checking other people's.  Every detail in every essay had to be checked, and we did it over and over, yet with every new proofread some previously unseen error came to light.  It almost broke me.

Any editorial disagreements?

DB: “I can’t remember any disagreements.  It wasn’t really that kind of book, because the vast majority of the contributors were self-selecting, in that we pretty much went out and tried to get the best crime and mystery writers working today.  And once that was achieved, it was up to the authors themselves to pick their own favourites.  A piece of cake, really …”

JC: I think that I was more inclined to be the bad guy when it came to editing.  For the most part - there were maybe only two exceptions, if that - any requests for rewrites were fairly minor, and the contributors understood immediately what was required.  That's the good thing about dealing with professionals: they're used to being edited, and they understand that no editor ever made a book, story, or essay worse.  

Any authors you would have loved to have included but could not for various reasons?

DB: “Well, as I said above, there were a couple of disappointments.  In terms of contributing authors, yes, there were a few people I’d have liked to have seen involved, but the timing wasn’t good for everyone.  That was always going to be the case and we knew that from the start.  You know how it is, there were some people we asked who were in the throes of putting their latest books to bed, for example, and couldn’t risk writing in a completely different style in case it might affect their own writing.  And that’s perfectly understandable, I think.  “To be honest, though, I never really looked at the list of contributors in that way.  It was always about who was involved, and how enthusiastic they were, and the way in which some of the biggest names in publishing responded to an idea that started out maybe a little whimsical but very quickly became a very serious prospect, and all because of the way people answered the call.  I don’t want to come over all Pollyanna about it, but to be honest, for such a supposedly hardboiled crew, the crime writing community is made up of an incredibly generous bunch of people.”

JC: I wish P.D. James had said yes.  We went through a certain amount of back-and-forth with her before she politely declined, but she's a perceptive critic, even if I don't necessarily agree with everything she has to say about the genre.  On a personal level, I'd love to have had an essay from James Lee Burke, but he's always declined to become involved in anthologies like this, and I can see why he wouldn't want to start writing for them at this stage in his life.  On the other hand, for every author who couldn't contribute there was one wonderful contribution from someone who I might have hoped would become involved, but regarded as a long shot.  Joseph Wambaugh was one of those.  I've been an admirer of Wambaugh ever since I read THE CHOIRBOYS as a teenager, but I'd never met him, or even corresponded with him.  He said yes immediately, and delivered a wonderful essay on meeting Truman Capote, which is an adornment to the anthology.  It all balanced out in the end...

John Connolly is the author (and is best known) for the highly acclaimed and award winning Charlie Parker series.  He has also written a number of standalone novels.  His latest Charlie Parker novel Wrath of Angels has recently been published.  More information on John and his work can be found on his website.

Declan Burke runs the highly regarding blog Crime Always Pays with “news, reviews and interviews about (mostly) Irish crime writing”.  His book Absolute Zero Cool won the Goldsboro Last Laugh Award at Crimefest 2012.  His latest book is The Slaughters Hound, which is a sequel to Eight Ball Boogie.

Wednesday, 29 August 2012

Ayo's Book To Die For - Farewell My Lovely by Raymond Chandler

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When I am not blogging, I am generally reviewing books on crime fiction, interviewing authors or writing articles on the topic as well.  Currently I am the Chair of the CWA Short Story Dagger Awards, a regular contributor for Crimespree Magazine and an occasional contributor to Mystery Journal International.  When I am not writing about crime and mystery fiction, I am at the day job working with some very senior judges in the UK.

Funnily enough, my introduction to Raymond Chandler and my favourite crime novel – my one book to die for so to speak came about in a really round about manner.  I had read all the classics – Dorothy L Sayers, Margery Allingham, Conan Doyle, Agatha Christie et al and I chanced upon a Raymond Chandler novel.  Now what a shock to the system that was!  The first Chandler book I actually read was The Long Goodbye (1953). 

Whilst The Long Goodbye is considered to be one of his best books and the one that has been lauded the most, it was not the one that dragged me hook, line and sinker into annals of noir.  For me it was Farewell My Lovely (1940).  Farewell My Lovely is actually an amalgamation of a number of previously published short stories.  Namely, The Man Who Liked Dogs, Try The Girl and Mandarin’s Jade and this is why the plot is a bit discordant.

At the centre of Farewell My Lovely is the pursuit of absent love and alongside it is a plot that is driven by personal reasons being that of love and ambition along with regret for what has happened.  Marlowe finds himself on the hunt for a woman.  One woman in particular, the long lost love of one Moose Malloy.  Malloy has just been released from jail after being framed and sent down for a crime.  On his release, his first thought is to track down Velma his one-time fiancée.  Marlowe attempts to not only find Velma but also discover who framed Malloy. He is also hired to help pay the ransom on a jade necklace.  Thus having two parallel plots.  As can be expected with Chandler, this is not a straightforward case.  Marlowe is soon up to his neck in robberies, murders and there danger all around him.

For me there have always been two main things about Farewell My Lovely that have stood the test of time despite the fact that at times the plot leaves a lot to be desired.  Firstly the characters – the colossal Moose Malloy, Nulty the detective who is incompetent and Randall who is his complete opposite and Grayle whose wife is at the centre of the whole sordid story (women also always end up being key to his stories).  This is of course the case with Farewell My Lovely.

Secondly, Chandler’s Chandlerisms.  His one and two liners crackle across the page and reading the snappy dialogue is like walking on crushed ice.  No one does it better than Chandler.  Philip Marlowe’s description on first seeing Moose alone is a classic –
“a big man but not more than six feet five inches tall and not wider than a beer truck” and he looked about inconspicuous as a tarantula on a slice of angel food”

Even when he is was talking about the most basic of things for example food he says it in such a way that makes you think -

“The eighty-five cent dinner tasted like a discarded mailbag and it was served to me by a waiter who looked as if he would slug me for a quarter, cut my throat for six bits, and bury me at sea in a barrel of concrete for a dollar and a half, plus sales tax.”

Chandler in his famous essay The Art of Murder (1950) expressed the view that -

“Fiction in any form has always intended to be realistic”

And that was his intention in all his novels.  He was very disparaging about Golden Age classic novels and his dislike of them included what he felt was a lack of credible characters and narrative.  He violated the conventions of the detective novel on a grand scale and by altering the rules of the genre he also changed reader’s fixed ideas which for me was not only the reason why my taste in crime fiction changed but also due to the fact that I found myself reading the type of novel that constantly never ceased to amaze me.  In fact my first reading of the novel astounded me.  I had been used to reading such authors as Agatha Christie et al and had not realised such novels existed.  In Farewell My Lovely, the realism that Chandler felt was lacking in Golden Age novels was certainly to the fore.  He uses dialect and racial insults that are commonplace to the mean streets.  Even Philip Marlowe whom I am sure he was describing when he said –

“But down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid.  The detective in this kind of story must be such a man.  He is the hero, he is everything.  He must be a complete man and a common man and yet an unusual man.  He must be, to use a rather weathered phrase, a man of honor, by instinct, by inevitability, without thought of it, and certainly without saying it.  He must be the best man in his world and a good enough man for any world….”

was that character who understood the mean streets and all it stood for.  He was certainly under no illusions about what took place around him.


But why Farewell My Lovely specifically. I have always thought that there are some types of novels that lend themselves to including social commentary and noir and Farewell My Lovely is certainly one of them.  There is a lot of social commentary taking place.  The police corruption, the way in which he deals with the issue of race throughout the novel.  The way in which they deal with the death of the owner of a nightclub (who is black) compared to the way in which they deal with the death of a white man (which is treated very differently). 

Furthermore, the appeal for me is in his depiction of Los Angeles.  He paints a stark portrayal of the seedier side of life.  He also made a vocation of peeling the glistening parts off of L.A.’s image and showing it up warts and all.  As a reader, you can easily imagine yourself being in the city.

Then there is his prose. Farewell My Lovely is narrated by Marlowe and in fact all Chandler’s novels featuring Marlowe are written as first person a narrative, which makes it difficult for things to be left out.  His dialogue is sharp and commanding and for me, his writing and work have always been expressive.

Chandler’s aim was always to tell a story that would make you keep on turning the page and in my opinion; he did so with Farewell My Lovely.  For me Farewell My Lovely is not only a page-turner but also his best book.  Furthermore, everything is not tied up neatly in a bow at the end.

Suffice to say Raymond Chandler’s Farewell My Lovely led me to other noir writers such as Dashiell Hammett, James M Cain and Ross Macdonald and thus my fate was sealed.  Now whilst my taste for crime fiction has always been eclectic my heart belongs to noir and Raymond Chandler’s Farewell My Lovely in particular.  .  Farewell My Lovely did not make me a crime fiction fan (The Mysterious Affair At Styles did that) but it did change not only my life but also my reading tastes and it will always remain that one book that I would say “here!  Why don’t you try this!”.

Tuesday, 28 August 2012

Jon Jordan's Book To Die For - Dark Chant in a Crimson Key by George C Chesbro



Jon Jordan is the publisher of the highly regarded Crimespree Magazine. He was the organiser/chair of Bouchercon XLII in St Louis 2011.  He also organises with his wife Ruth the annual Murder and Mayhem in Muskego held each November. In 2006 along with his wife Ruth, he received an Anthony Award for Best Fan Publication. In 2008 and 2009 he received an Anthony Award for Special Services along with his wife Ruth. He is the author of Interrogations a collection of 25 author interviews.   Jon is also a major Lego enthusiast.

There are so many books and authors I love it’s hard to choose just one that I would recommend, but there is an author whose books I have put into people hands almost more than any other. George C Chesbro. Chesbro passed away a few years ago and before that he had gone a number of years without being published. The books are harder and harder to find. But it’s worth the effort.

His main series featured a dwarf named Dr. Robert Fredrickson, or Mongo, a not so ordinary detective. Mongo worked his way through college as a performer in the circus under the name Mongo the Magnificent, post college he taught criminology full time and part time works some cases. Occasionally his brother Garth, a NYPD cop joins in. Eventually they both leave their jobs and start their own detective agency. The books usually involve cases that are a bit beyond the norm delving into supernatural things, sometime supernatural feeling driven by science. The real defining characteristic for me is the pulp feel they have. Chesbro wasn’t afraid to take the books where they wanted to go. Sometimes it meant saving the world, sometimes it meant stopping witches.

The book I tell people to start with is the one I read first. Dark Chant in a Crimson Key. The book brings in two other characters that Chesbro created, Veil and Chant, both of whom had their own books (Chant books written as David Cross). Veil is a former sniper who served in Viet Nam, a man who can take care of himself. Chant is a mysterious assassin/conman who uses his talents to take down men who are pure evil. In this book all three converge in Switzerland and find themselves eventually on the same side against the Cornucopia Foundation.


It’s a great introduction to Mongo and the other characters that populate his world. Great twisty turny plot, fast moving and loads of action.

Richard Katz of Mystery One bookstore in Milwaukee handed me my first Chesbro book, this one. I was hooked after finishing it in one sitting. Being just before the internet really became what it now is I had to track down all the books the old fashioned way; I searched bookstores and made phone calls. I eventually procured hardcovers and paperback versions of all the books, and the last on the list set a new high for what I would pay for a single book up to that time. It was worth every minute and every penny. Chesbro is a gem of a writer that just seems to be overlooked and while time moves on and there are no new books sadly, his body of work holds up and is still among the most entertaining I’ve ever read.


I was so enamoured of his writing that I actually sent him a letter. Not an email, a letter. And he responded with his own letter to me the same day he read mine. I have it framed with a cover of his first book. He was also among the first authors I interviewed. The interview can be found here.

I was just starting out and if were conducting the interview now I’m sure it would be very different, but I did it as a fan and I am still as much of a fan today if not more.

There is a website still run by his wife here. 

Take some time, do some internet searching and pick up this book. And then bookmark where you got it as you will want to go back and get more…