The Bookman's Promise
by John Dunning. After a too-long absence, Cliff Janeway
returns, sleuthing out what Richard Burton was doing in the US
just before the Civil War.
Good beginning and ending, but things drag a bit in between.
Dunning's prose is unusually flowery for a detective novel.
Nobody Runs Forever
by Richard Stark. The taciturn Parker puts up with the usual
array of goofballs and miscreants in an attempt to knock over
an armored car convoy.
Melancholy Baby
by Robert B. Parker. The intrepid Sunny Randall needs a shrink;
it turns out to be [spoiler alert] Dr. Susan Silverman. (Amusingly,
Sunny speculates that Susan's boyfriend must be a "Harvard geek."
But later she thinks maybe not.) In the meantime, Sunny's client
is a young college student even more messed up than Sunny.
The Forgotten Man
by Robert Crais. Elvis Cole, the World's Greatest Detective, is
finally back, after too long an absence. This book continues Crais's
tendency of the last few years of piling
hefty emotional
baggage on his protagonists. I miss the old Elvis, who seemed to crack wise on every
page. However, Crais is a joy to read whether he's writing Funny
Elvis or Angst-Ridden Elvis.
(Remainder of reading entries on my blog)
Drop Dead, My Lovely by Ellis Weiner.
Cold Service by Robert B. Parker.
The Killer Inside Me by Jim Thompson.
On Bullshit by Harry G. Frankfurt.
The Confusion by Neal Stephenson.
The Stars, Like Dust by Isaac Asimov.
Chronicles Volume One by Bob Dylan.
The Final Solution: A Story of Detection by Michael Chabon.
Appaloosa by Robert B. Parker.
All the Flowers Are Dying by Lawrence Block.
Tides of Light by Gregory Benford.
The Lost Coast by Roger L. Simon
The Sign of the Book by John Dunning
Everything Bad Is Good For You by Steven C. Johnson
Wolves Eat Dogs by Martin Cruz Smith
Fooled By Randomness by Nassim Nicholas Taleb
Just One Look by Harlan Coben
School Days by Robert B. Parker
The Fellowship of the Ring by J. R. R. Tolkein
N is for Noose by Sue Grafton
The Substance of Style by Virginia Postrel
Black Rednecks and White Liberals by Thomas Sowell
That's 26 books read in 2005, I think. Pretty sad.
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