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el Johnson (1709-1784) was the literary lion of his era. An essayist on many subjects, he was a moralist, lexicographer, biographer, editor and poet. In one of his best known essays, he expressed the opinion that “No species of writing is more worthy of cultivation” than biography. He felt that “every man’s life may be best written by himself,” but that if a biographer did the writing, it should be as close to the truth as possible. “If we owe respect to the memory of the dead, there is yet more respect to be paid to knowledge, to virtue, and to truth,” he once said.

Johnson’s good friend James Boswell followed this approach as he wrote his Life of Samuel Johnson. Although there were detractors, the book was both a critical and commercial success when it was first published and has been a classic of English literature for more than 200 years. Adam Sisman reveals the difficulties involved in the writing process in his enlightening and fascinating Boswell’s Presumptuous Task: The Making of the Life of Dr. Johnson. Sisman demonstrates that “The story of Boswell’s life as he wrote the epic Life of Johnson is itself an epic: in the process Boswell experienced an extraordinary degree of exhilaration and depression, pride, humiliation, confidence, doubt, satisfaction, hurt, loneliness, disillusionment and grief.” A man of great ambition, Boswell had little to show for his efforts at the time of Johnson’s death. Writing the biography “was his last hope of achieving anything worthwhile.” Adam Sisman says “it was not Boswell the man that interested me, though he was a very interesting man, so much as Boswell the biographer.” Sisman deals with such topics as why Boswell was attracted to Johnson as a subject, and the ways in which he went about his work. He was aware that he was breaking new ground, in part because biographies in his time were reverential toward their subjects. How did he cope with the many challenges, artistic and personal, that appeared before him? Sisman explores the crucial decisions that set Boswell’s Life apart from other biographies of his time. For example, the first 53 years of Johnson’s life are covered in less than one-fifth of the book. The remaining 21 years (after Boswell met Samuel Johnson) constitute more than four-fifths of the total. This, of course, allows Boswell to include himself as a “character” and gives the book what Sisman calls its “special flavour.” A second crucial decision was to present Johnson’s life “in scenes” as in a play, a technique that allowed the central character to engage in conversation, an art at which he was known to excel.

Of particular interest, too, is the probing of what we now know to be Boswell’s extraordinary literary craftsmanship. For years Boswell’s literary reputation suffered because he was regarded more as a stenographer than as a writer. But now that we have his journals, we know more about his techniques. He did have a remarkable, but not infallible, memory. He wrote memoranda of various conversations, but not often on the days they occurred. As Sisman says, “Boswell’s skill was to sustain the illusion that what he wrote was just what Johnson had said. . . . His artistry concealed the extent of his invention. The naivetŽ he betrayed reinforced the sense of authenticity he wished to convey.” He was, too, almost obsessed about the accuracy of what he wrote. And there were problems with the sensitivities of those who had shared memories of Johnson. Sisman says that “Boswell could never free himself from the delusion that people would not mind even the most unpleasant facts being published provided they could be shown to be true.” Bringing the story behind the making of a masterpiece vividly to life, Boswell’s Presumptuous Task offers a unique perspective on one of the classics of English literature. It’s also a fitting tribute to the man who helped turn the biography into an art form.

Roger Bishop is a regular contributor to BookPage.

el Johnson (1709-1784) was the literary lion of his era. An essayist on many subjects, he was a moralist, lexicographer, biographer, editor and poet. In one of his best known essays, he expressed the opinion that "No species of writing is more worthy of cultivation"…
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It was all a game, Alden thought, when his wife Becky responded to their new life in Prague by making all the rules herself. He guessed that, after 20 some years together, now was not the moment to remind Becky that he knew her better than she knew herself. Consequently, it came as a bit of a shock one day when she disappeared, turning up months later in Libya with William, an old flame who had never ceased to let Becky know that, when she was ready for him, he was ready for her. Though the characters spring full-grown from Nancy Clark’s delightful first novel, The Hills at Home, readers can fully enjoy A Way from Home on its own. Once again Clark demonstrates her consummate talent for yeasty prose that rises to every occasion: complicated ones, like Americans in Czechoslovakia on the eve of the country’s separation, or those simple beyond belief, like adultery. Clark has been compared to Jane Austen, but requires even more attention and rewards it, offering paragraphs stuffed with loaded insights and original takes on universal human experiences.

As before, Clark’s oblique humor sets everything straight, sometimes answering questions one never thought to ask. Becky, surrounded by North Africans, thought rather well of herself for not really minding the natives. Or on a lesser note, there’s the pet dog who was an inveterate groin sniffer; he was just the right height. Obviously, there is sometimes a sharp edge behind the smile, like a Cheshire cat with teeth.

Clark is already working on the final Hill novel in the trilogy. Keeping up this level of excellence can’t be easy, but apparently for her, it’s natural. Second novels are the test: based on this one, readers need have no qualms about looking forward to the upcoming July and August. Maude McDaniel writes from Maryland.

It was all a game, Alden thought, when his wife Becky responded to their new life in Prague by making all the rules herself. He guessed that, after 20 some years together, now was not the moment to remind Becky that he knew her better…
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If everyone in your marketing department quit today, would sales drop? Probably not, says author Mark Stevens in Your Marketing Sucks, because most companies are just throwing money out the window with splashy ad campaigns.

Stevens, a 20-year marketing veteran for companies like IBM and American Express, lets loose his scorn for high profile, million-dollar ads that may be creative but conveniently forget about making sales. Stevens’ rule of thumb is simple: either marketing efforts generate a measurable return on investment or “they suck.” Stevens is confrontational and opinionated, and he gives plain-spoken commentary on the world’s biggest companies like Ford Motors and Neiman Marcus. Most of the “good” marketing examples come from Stevens’ own practice, making the advice a little one-sided. On the flip side, he reveals plenty of pearls and detailed action plans that could only come from real-world experience.

Stevens’ energy and passion make his relatively common sense ideas seem revolutionary. Test, execute and monitor your marketing efforts every time. Seems like a no-brainer. Start being original rather than copying the competition. Duh! Stevens urges managers to stop all marketing efforts to see what’s working and what isn’t. It’s radical, but Stevens’ conclusions are contagious enough to convert even the most skeptical.

If everyone in your marketing department quit today, would sales drop? Probably not, says author Mark Stevens in Your Marketing Sucks, because most companies are just throwing money out the window with splashy ad campaigns.

Stevens, a 20-year marketing veteran for companies…
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75 years after his death, Harry Houdini remains unsurpassed in the history of magic as an escape artist. In Houdini’s Box, Adam Phillips maintains there is a trace of the man in each of us, because we all spend part of our time trying literally or figuratively to escape from something. To support his contention, Phillips, a British psychoanalyst, uses two concurrent narratives. In one, he explores Houdini’s need to escape and in the other, he allows the reader to eavesdrop on his sessions with a patient who, in a sense, represents the rest of us.

Instead of revealing how Houdini accomplished his feats, Phillips examines why he developed his death-defying effects. In performing an intellectual autopsy on Houdini, Phillips offers ingenious interpretations of the magician’s mindset: a compulsion not only to extricate himself from any contraption he or anyone else could devise, but to be the only person able to do it. In the second narrative, the reader, as if seated on a chair next to the psychoanalyst’s couch, can follow the dialogue in a series of sessions between Phillips and his troubled, middle-aged patient, who says he wants to escape from his feelings about women. The exchanges between the two underscore Phillips’ thesis that “we cannot describe ourselves without also describing what we need to escape from, and what we believe we need to escape to.” In Phillips’ view, our lives are largely shaped by what he calls exits, elsewheres and avoidances. He sees Adam and Eve as players in “a great escape story, the story of a failed breakout.” Phillips, whose previous books have ranged from such topics as guilt and childhood to tickling and kissing, devotes one chapter of Houdini’s Box to a provocative study of the use of the word “escape” by Emily Dickinson, who spent the last 24 years or so of her life in the seclusion of her garden and her room, where she composed more than 1,700 poems. The essay is an appropriate conclusion to this illuminating and intriguing book.

A Florida writer, Alan Prince escapes by practicing and performing sleight of hand.

75 years after his death, Harry Houdini remains unsurpassed in the history of magic as an escape artist. In Houdini's Box, Adam Phillips maintains there is a trace of the man in each of us, because we all spend part of our time trying literally…
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Since concluding his acclaimed Berlin Noir trilogy, author Philip Kerr has explored speculative fiction, mystery, science fiction and even the young adult genre. He returns to WWII-era Europe with Hilter’s Peace, an intense and masterfully duplicitous story that revolves around the Big Three Conference involving Franklin D. Roosevelt, Winston Churchill and Josef Stalin in Teheran in 1943. After losing hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the debacle at Stalingrad and being overwhelmed all along the eastern front, Hitler and his Nazi brain trust know that Germany cannot possibly win the war. Secret peace negotiations have begun, but as FDR says with understatement, It’s a delicate situation. Things become even more complicated when war atrocities committed by the Soviet Union come to light, specifically a mass grave containing the bodies of 4,000 Polish officers and a letter describing the nightmarish deaths of more than 50,000 German POWs. Two focal characters in the unfolding drama are Willard Mayer, a Harvard-educated philosopher with more than a few skeletons in his closet, and Walter Schellenberg, a general in Hitler’s SS serving as the head of Foreign Intelligence. Mayer, who is working for the Office of Strategic Services as a German intelligence analyst, is inexplicably called upon by FDR to accompany him to Teheran. But as the meeting draws nearer, so does the chance that his past political indiscretions will be uncovered. Schellenberg, meanwhile, has found out about the top-secret meeting and is planning to end the war once and for all.

Masterfully blending fiction and fact and replete with espionage, intrigue and clandestine military adventure Hitler’s Peace will not only appeal to WWII aficionados but also to fans of suspense novelists like Clancy, Ludlum and DeMille. Paul Goat Allen is a freelance editor and writer in Syracuse, New York.

Since concluding his acclaimed Berlin Noir trilogy, author Philip Kerr has explored speculative fiction, mystery, science fiction and even the young adult genre. He returns to WWII-era Europe with Hilter's Peace, an intense and masterfully duplicitous story that revolves around the Big Three Conference involving…
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<B>Lederer’s winning hand</B> With a poetic eye and precise, sardonic wit, Katy Lederer has shuffled through her biographical deck to produce an intriguing new memoir, <B>Poker Face: A Girlhood Among Gamblers</B>. Dealing out the details of a sheltered childhood, Lederer begins her book with a tempestuous account of family life on a New England boarding school campus, and of a young adulthood spent bouncing between two career choices: professional poker player and writer.

Lederer grew up on the fringes of a disordered family, the youngest of three siblings, children of a prep school English professor and a brilliant, puzzle-mad, alcoholic mother. Nights were often dominated by her parents’ feverish fights over money, days by her mother’s restless, alcohol-fueled despair. And always, there were card games. "If money was what kept us at a distance from one another, then playing games was what brought us together," Lederer writes. "I’d gotten it into my head that the playing of games was the same thing as civility and that friendly competition was the closest thing to love we’d ever know." This tenuous togetherness evaporates as Lederer’s siblings and mother abandon the family circle for the promise of excitement and wealth in New York. When brother Howard descends into the seedy world of underground gambling, he leads the trio and eventually the author into the Janus-like world of professional poker. Poker Face is a paradoxical saga, sad and funny, its contrary nature clearly reflecting the author’s struggle to find a solid place within comfortable terrain, far from her disenfranchised, emotionally chaotic childhood. A strange tension builds as Lederer flirts alternately with the Machiavellian life of a high-stakes gambler and the more soulful existence of a poet. For a time, the appeal of gambling’s unvarying, clear-cut agenda to win at all costs seduces her: "It wasn’t that I believed in the security of money . . . Rather, I liked the very orderliness of greed. It was clear. There was nothing confusing about it." For an intriguing fly-on-the-wall peek into the grimy, glitzy world of high-stakes professional gambling, with its colorful characters, lingo and razor-edged lifestyle, Poker Face can’t be beat. And neither can its author, it seems, who has discovered that a truly winning hand is the one that wields the pen. <I>Alison Hood writes from San Rafael, California.</I>

<B>Lederer's winning hand</B> With a poetic eye and precise, sardonic wit, Katy Lederer has shuffled through her biographical deck to produce an intriguing new memoir, <B>Poker Face: A Girlhood Among Gamblers</B>. Dealing out the details of a sheltered childhood, Lederer begins her book with a…

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When 60-ish Milanese book dealer Giambattista Bodoni ( Yambo to his friends and family) awakens from a coma, he finds himself in possession of only part of his memory: he has totally forgotten his wife and children; he remembers nothing of his childhood or his parents; he doesn’t even know his own name. On the plus side, he remembers languages, everyday routines such as tying a tie or driving a manual-shift car and copious quantities of trivia concerning movies, books and poetry. In effect, he knows all the things that other people know, but none of the things that are unique to him.

Yambo decides to spend several weeks in his old family home, in an attempt to discover whether any of the familial artifacts will help him to recover his memory. He rifles through boxes of old schoolbooks, newspapers, photo albums and diaries, and in the process, begins to relearn who he was. However, as Italian author Umberto Eco points out, memory can be elusive at the best of times, and Yambo’s task takes on surreal overtones as he redefines his life through the pop culture of his formative years. The Mysterious Flame of Queen Loana is deeply cerebral, yet remarkably accessible a book that requires a chapter’s reading, then a similar period of time for reflection before returning to the text. As always, Eco (Baudelino, The Name of the Rose) delights his fans with an intellectual’s take on nostalgia, humor and the troubling questions that have challenged humankind for generations.

Bruce Tierney writes from his home on Prince Edward Island.

When 60-ish Milanese book dealer Giambattista Bodoni ( Yambo to his friends and family) awakens from a coma, he finds himself in possession of only part of his memory: he has totally forgotten his wife and children; he remembers nothing of his childhood or his…
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<B>Foucault’s scientific triumph</B> Charged with heresy, the 70-year-old Galileo knelt in front of church officials, said the Earth was fixed and immobile and apologized for writing otherwise. Then, as he arose in what might be an apocryphal story he looked to the floor and mumbled, "<I>Eppur si muove</I> (And yet it does move)." Galileo’s problem was that neither he nor anyone else could prove that the Earth rotates. That proof did not come until more than two centuries later in the work of LŽon Foucault.

In <B>Pendulum: LŽon Foucault and the Triumph of Science</B>, author Amir D. Aczel recreates the drama of the day in 1851 when Foucault attached a 61-pound brass ball to a 271-foot wire suspended from the dome of the PanthŽon in Paris. As the ball swung, a pin attached to its underside traced a line in wet sand on the floor. On subsequent swings, the pin traced different lines, each less than one-twentieth of an inch from the previous one. Ultimately, the pin created lines in all directions. Why? The only possible reason was that the sand-covered floor itself (thus the Earth) was rotating irrefutable, visible proof that the world does turn.

The story of Foucault is more than the story of a self-trained scientist who upset centuries of Roman Catholic belief. It also is a very human story of a man angered because, although his work brought honors from other groups, his jealous contemporaries denied him membership in the elite French Academy of Sciences. Aczel, a mathematician whose previous books include <I>The Riddle of the Compass</I>, now has given us a remarkable story of a long-frustrated genius. Foucault’s life and legacy are of such magnitude that this book will reward its readers and likely will stun many of them into wondering: "Why haven’t I heard of this man before?"

<B>Foucault's scientific triumph</B> Charged with heresy, the 70-year-old Galileo knelt in front of church officials, said the Earth was fixed and immobile and apologized for writing otherwise. Then, as he arose in what might be an apocryphal story he looked to the floor and mumbled,…

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Much religious teaching has been dedicated to convincing us that man is inherently evil and desperately in need of redemption. In his new book, Waking the Dead, popular author John Eldredge approaches that concept from a radically different angle. “I daresay we’ve heard a bit about original sin,” he writes, “but not nearly enough about original glory, which comes before sin and is deeper to our nature.” “Why does a woman long to be beautiful? Why does a man hope to be found brave?” Eldredge asks. “Because we remember, if only faintly, that we were once more than we are now.” A Colorado-based writer and seminar leader, Eldredge is well known to Christian readers for his clarion call to lead wild, adventurous lives, a message outlined in such earlier books as The Sacred Romance (with Brent Curtis). More recently his bestseller, Wild at Heart, has spawned a phenomenon with its directive that men should define themselves in the image of a passionate God.

In Waking the Dead, Eldredge draws on the power of the mythic structure, populating his narrative with figures from fairy tales, movie screenplays and Bible stories to make his point. He is just as likely to cite Neo and Morpheus from The Matrix as he is to refer to the disciples on the road to Emmaus. “Neo takes the red pill; Lucy steps through the wardrobe; Aladdin rubs the lamp; Elisha prays that the eyes of his servant would be opened; Peter, James, and John follow Jesus up on the Mount of Transfiguration. And all of them discover that there is far more going on here than meets the eye.” Eldredge insists that these stories confront us with the deep truths of life and are a means by which the eternal expresses itself in time. His conclusion that the regenerated heart is good may be shocking to some contemporary Christians, but it is a message that will resonate within the hearts of many readers. Mike Parker is transplanted Texan who writes from his home in Nashville.

Much religious teaching has been dedicated to convincing us that man is inherently evil and desperately in need of redemption. In his new book, Waking the Dead, popular author John Eldredge approaches that concept from a radically different angle. "I daresay we've heard a bit…
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by Elizabeth Spencer spans an acclaimed 57-year writing career that includes five O. Henry Awards. Returning many out-of-print works to circulation, this prestigious Modern Library collection of 26 stories and a novella will be a welcome addition for Spencer’s many fans and will deservedly bring her work to the attention of a new generation of readers.

Born in Mississippi, Spencer lived in Italy and Montreal, Canada, before settling in North Carolina, and she brings an international perspective to her Southern story-telling roots. A lifelong friend of Eudora Welty and Robert Penn Warren, Spencer writes with the simple charm of Southern eccentrics who often learn about life through travel. An early coming of age story, “The Eclipse,” narrates a young boy’s journey with his beautiful music teacher. The seemingly simple tale is rich with detail (“he could tell the engineer by the great big cuffs on his gloves”) and grows into allegory as the young man both clings to and outgrows his boyhood devotion.

The theme of illusion versus reality recurs often in Spencer’s work, most notably in her million-selling novella The Light in the Piazza. Recounting a story of young love complicated by handicap, Spencer details the intertwined lives of an American mother and daughter and the young lover’s Italian family. It’s a haunting story of a mother’s anxious hopes for her special daughter that unfolds against an Italian backdrop of shifting light and shadow.

The six new stories included in this volume continue to explore the complications of family life. In “First Child,” Spencer brings the family into the 21st century with a modern tale of reluctant quasi-parenthood. “Owl,” the final tale, narrates the quiet search of an empty nest woman for a remnant of meaning in her life.

Spencer writes with simplicity and clarity about people you will recognize. While she respects the intelligence of her readers don’t expect a pat ending all tied up with a ribbon Spencer unfolds her stories through straightforward narrative, with just the right dusting of evocative description: “He let the sea sound, the salt air, invade him, like water permeating dry fabric.” [from “First Child”] The Southern Woman is great literature, written to be enjoyed by everyday readers like you and me.

Mary Carol Moran is the author of Clear Soul: Metaphors and Meditations (Court Street Press). She teaches the Novel Writers’ Workshop at Auburn University.

by Elizabeth Spencer spans an acclaimed 57-year writing career that includes five O. Henry Awards. Returning many out-of-print works to circulation, this prestigious Modern Library collection of 26 stories and a novella will be a welcome addition for Spencer's many fans and will deservedly bring…
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<b>East meets West in Sijie’s new novel</b> The eighth-century poet Li Po could well have been describing the plot of Dai Sijie’s latest novel, <b>Mr. Muo’s Travelling Couch</b>, when he wrote, <i>Hard is the journey / So many turnings / And now where am I?</i> Chinese author Sijie, whose <i>Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress</i> was an international bestseller, now introduces readers to Mr. Muo, a middle-aged apprentice in psychoanalysis. Returning to his native China after studying in Paris, Muo’s thoughts are filled with Freud and longing for his love, Volcano of the Old Moon, who has been imprisoned by the Communist government. To free her, Muo has been forced into the role of procurer for the decadent Judge Di, who has demanded the use of a virgin in exchange for her release. One would think that, in a country of 1.3 billion people, one virgin shouldn’t be difficult to locate. However, in Sijie’s dexterous hands, Muo’s mission takes on seriocomic turns melding Don Quixote, Sisyphus, Kafka and Hermann Hesse. The parallel with Hesse is especially strong, not only due to the inevitable self-discovery that accompanies Muo’s quest, but also because of the underpinnings of modern psychoanalysis (where Sijie turns to Freud and Lacan, Hesse substituted Jung). Fans of such novels as <i>Demian</i> and <i>Knulp</i> will find this book richly resonant. The couch of the title, as one might guess, is the device our semi-psychotherapist uses not only as a way to finance his mission, but as a devious stratagem to seek out virgins in his various environs. In exchange for a little cash, Muo proves quite the gifted dream interpreter, occasionally (and quite unintentionally) to his detriment.

Sijie, who has lived in France since 1984, excels at painting this miniature of a complex, idealistic man facing a complicated ordeal, and in so doing, both informs and inspires. <i>Thane Tierney is a record executive in Los Angeles.</i>

<b>East meets West in Sijie's new novel</b> The eighth-century poet Li Po could well have been describing the plot of Dai Sijie's latest novel, <b>Mr. Muo's Travelling Couch</b>, when he wrote, <i>Hard is the journey / So many turnings / And now where am I?</i>…
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“If the sex abuse scandal had never occurred, the Catholic Church in the United States would still face a crisis,” says religion writer Peter Steinfels. In his new book A People Adrift: The Crisis of the Roman Catholic Church in America, he cites some leading Catholic indicators: for every 100 priests who die, only 35 new ones are being ordained; regular attendance at Sunday Mass since 1965 has dropped from 65 to 34 percent, and an overwhelming majority of parishioners disagree with Rome’s rigid position on birth control. Steinfels examines these and other sensitive and long-standing issues in this provocative volume. He’s well-positioned to present a reasoned and informed perspective: a former editor of Commonweal, a lay Catholic opinion journal, he writes the Beliefs column in the New York Times, for which he was the senior religion correspondent from 1988 to 1997. Steinfels discusses the sweeping changes in Catholicism in the four decades since the pre-Vatican Council II days, when the laity’s role seemed largely limited to “pray, pay, and obey.” A devoted Catholic, he suggests that profound changes ordination of women and optional celibacy among them might be necessary as the Church in this country stands on the “verge of either an irreversible decline or a thoroughgoing transformation.” Decrying their culture of secrecy, which he says has nourished a lack of accountability and has contributed to the scandal of pedophilic priests, Steinfels says the bishops “seem to cringe and backtrack at every sign of Vatican displeasure.” He calls on the bishops to embrace and utilize the expertise and management skills of the laity in administering the Church’s vast health, educational, charitable and social programs. A People Adrift substantially contributes to understanding the problems ensnaring an institution that provides a spiritual identity to one-fourth of the U.S. population. It should be read not only by interested laity but by involved clergy as well.

Alan Prince lectures at the University of Miami School of Communication.

"If the sex abuse scandal had never occurred, the Catholic Church in the United States would still face a crisis," says religion writer Peter Steinfels. In his new book A People Adrift: The Crisis of the Roman Catholic Church in America, he cites some leading…
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hrillers are funny things; like most genre fiction, they tend to be formulaic, but conversely they are most successful when they break the rules. Irish writer John Connolly does a good job of “writing outside the box” in his new novel, Dark Hollow, a Stephen King-meets-Robert B. Parker tale of murder, mobsters and the macabre.

Charlie “Bird” Parker, introduced in Connolly’s first novel, Every Dead Thing, is an ex-Boston cop turned private detective with a frightening gift or maybe it’s a curse. He sees dead people. Not all the time, mind you, but he sees plenty this time around, and they want vengeance. When Parker rousts the ex-husband of a friend for child support payments, he inadvertently sets off a chain of events that leaves a trail of bodies leading to an isolated Maine village called Dark Hollow and to an unsolved mystery in his family’s past. Parker is not the only one on the trail, and any or all of the others could be the killer.

John Connolly has populated Bird Parker’s world with an assortment of memorable characters, from a creepy pair of professional killers to their counterpoint, a gay hit-man and his lover, who happen to be Parker’s friends and allies in this adventure. Add to the mix a rogue mob boss, a bitter sheriff, a beautiful psychologist, a brutish felon and a desperate cop searching for his missing daughter, and you’ve got quite a cast. Even though Connolly sets his novel in Boston and northern Maine, his writing betrays his Irish roots. He writes dense, thoughtful prose, a brooding style that is rich in detail and introspection. Parker’s ghostly vision on a subway, a battle in an abandoned warehouse and a deadly chase down a snow-covered road are particularly well drawn scenes.

Dark Hollow is Connolly’s second novel, and with this fast-paced, original thriller, he demonstrates the talent that could make him a formidable contributor to the genre.

James Neal Webb does copyright research for Vanderbilt University.

hrillers are funny things; like most genre fiction, they tend to be formulaic, but conversely they are most successful when they break the rules. Irish writer John Connolly does a good job of "writing outside the box" in his new novel, Dark Hollow, a Stephen…

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