I read Lawrence Block, and particularly his Matthew Scudder series, because it reminds me of the first time I really "got" crime fiction. His book A Dance at the Slaughterhouse made me realize the conclusion of crime novels doesn't always end well. Slaughterhouse actually ended in a rather bloody and disturbing manner.
I liked that.
Before Block, when I thought of crime fiction, I conjured up parlor scenes, cops flashing badges, and bad guys going quietly. Butchers with guns going to an early morning mass never crossed my mind.
Discovering Scudder opened up "that whole new world" that people often talk about. At that time, there were at least ten other Scudder novels, and each time I went to the used bookstore down the street I grabbed one more. I didnt' read them in order, which would normally drive me insane, but it was fun piecing the history together in a Memento fashion.
It's been a while since I've read Block. The whole point of this year was to discover as many new authors as I could. Block would have to be moved to the back while I read the likes of Gischler, Swiercyznski, and about 43 Norwegian authors. (What is it with that country and mystery writers?)
The point is, I kinda miss Matt Scudder. I wanted to go and walk the streets of Manhatten with him again, visit those bars he is so familiar with.
Today, I found a loophole in my own rules. I was digging through a copy of Brooklyn Noir 2, looking for a short to read for today when I happened to stumble across that familiar name. It wouldn't be like a full visit or a meal with a friend, more like a cup of coffee, but it would be enough.
Of course, the story was excellent. Matt takes a job for a friend, and it ends up biting him a bit. Tommy Tillary's wife has been murdered, and knowing that he is going to be a suspect, he wants Matt to look into the two guys the police have brought in for questioning. In typical Scudder fashion, he uses his own code of honor to determine what exactly should be done, and who really needs to be punished. The short reads just like a novel, only condensed and without the usual twists and turns.
I'm only adding this because I've been asked a few times, but yeah, I always accept review/preview copies. Who turns down free stuff? Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org for my mailing address. And thanks.
Dan Fleming is the writer/co-creator of Warrior Twenty-Seven, the independant comics anthology. He's been known to bury his nose in books since the earliest of ages, and has been busy writing a crime novel for a few moons. His comic work can be viewed at www.warrior27.thecomicseries.com. He is also one half of the podcasting duo, The Potato League Podcast, which can be found on Podbean. He can be contacted at either email@example.com or firstname.lastname@example.org