Detectives Beyond Borders schmoozes the elite
Still working too much, reading too little, so I'll keep this brief.
I hope I violate no confidences by saying that Declan Burke's latest novel, Slaughter's Hound, is shaping up as funny, melancholy, and angry at the state of Ireland all at the same time. And that's good, very good.
© Peter Rozovsky 2012
I hope I violate no confidences by saying that Declan Burke's latest novel, Slaughter's Hound, is shaping up as funny, melancholy, and angry at the state of Ireland all at the same time. And that's good, very good.
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Schmoozed with my newspaper's new owners this week, a step or seven above my usual social circles. The new guys include a former NBA team owner, a man widely considered the most powerful political figure in Southern New Jersey, and a philanthropist so ubiquitous in Philadelphia that I welcomed him to the last remaining institution in the city that did not have his name on it. All in all, they don't seem bad sorts, and I hope they do good things with and for my beleaguered paper.© Peter Rozovsky 2012
Labels: Declan Burke, Ireland, miscellaneous, newspapers
posted by Peter Rozovsky at 10:14 PM
4 Comments:
Someone should tell them about your blog.
I'll have to find a graceful way to do that. Or maybe I can do some research and find out if any of them likes crime novels.
The paper's former editor and chief, who has just been brought back to serve as editor in chief again, likes Henning Mankell, so stranger things have happened.
Hey, I want to read Slaughter's Hound too!
You will like it, I suspect. It's dark but not showily or obtrusively so. You will get to read it, I'm sure, but in the meantime -- nyeh, nyeh!
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