Tuesday, December 08, 2009

HARVARD BEATS YALE 29-29



How about some new forgotten kid's books contributors this week?


Every once in a while there's a documentary about sports that really seems to sum up the sport, or the times, or both. The legendary game of the title took place in 1968, at the height of the Vietnam War. Although the movie talks about the war a little, how some of the players were against the war and others strong supporters, the emphasis is on that game.

With less than a minute to go in the game, Yale was ahead by 16 points. You have to see the movie to find out what happened. (Or maybe the score in the title will tell you). Every man interviewed for this remembers that game more vividly than yesterday's dinner.

I guess there will never be a better sports documentary than Hoop Dreams, which I watched alone in Manchester England in 1995. And when I say alone, I mean I was the only one in the theater on a weekday afternoon. Obviously, basketball isn't big there. Second place, "When We Were Kings" (Ali). I have yet to see TYSON, which I hear is excellent.

But this movie was exciting and it is always strange to hear about how games played in youth can become the defining moment in person's life. Any favorite sports movies, docs or otherwise out there?

Monday, December 07, 2009

THE FRUSTRATIONS OF SHOPPING

Bernard Malamud reading.

Hey, guys, if anyone would like to take a picture of some Christmas decoration at their house, I'l love to take a break from the readers and post it. A tree, a wreath, you in a Santa hat, cookies, candy, outside lights, anything. Just send it my way.


I would love to find the books I want at local bookstores. (We have no independent ones within twenty miles of here). But I go into my local big chain store and they never have the book I want. So I end up ordering it on Amazon. It's cheaper and easier and if the local brick and mortar store wants our business, they need to try harder. They have to carry more books and less cards, toys, coffee mugs, coffee.

I try to use online stores other than Amazon, too. Three experiences of late. My daughter tried to send my father a present-it never turned up. She tried to send my grandson a present from a toy company, twice it was delivered to the same wrong house in another suburb entirely. Both times, she filled out a form with the correct address. I sent a book to someone ill, from a bookstore other than Amazon, and despite my filling out an address in Maryland, they delivered it to me in Michigan.

Is it me or are you having the same problems and turning to Amazon in frustration. I ordered five items from them in the last week and all are already here. How come they do such a good job? Are there elves or slaves in their basement? I hate having to give them all my business. How do you avoid it? Who else does a good job?

Sunday, December 06, 2009

Dumb Toys, Part Three

Saturday, December 05, 2009

My Favorite Song with Ambiguous Lyrics.





http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/the_jaynetts/sally_go_round_the_roses.html

100 Best Last Lines from Literature


http://americanbookreview.org/PDF/100_Best_Last_Lines_from_Novels.pdf

Do you have one to nominate?

And So It Ends (for those who asked to hear the outcome)

A Wayne County Circuit Court jury found Javorris Jackson, the brother of Lions defensive lineman Grady Jackson, guilty of second-degree murder today in the death of his girlfriend in a Dearborn hotel.

Javorris Jackson, 28, was found guilty of fatally shooting Courtney Solomon, 26, of Lathrup Village in May before shooting himself. Jackson had faced a first-degree murder charge.

The 2000 graduate of Southfield-Lathrup High School had just finished his college career at Savannah State University, where he was a defensive back and once was seen as a possible NFL draft pick. Courtney Solomon was a master's student in the MPA program at Wayne State University and worked an an intern at Hospice of Michigan. (my addition).

Wayne County Circuit Judge Michael Hathaway scheduled Jackson’s sentencing for Dec. 21.

A Question for the Savy Reader


Margaret Mead reading.









From Richard Wheeler


I am wondering whether your savvy readers could answer something that's bugged me for about fifty years. The lyrics of Frank Sinatra's great song, South of the Border, are a total mystery. Who jilted whom? Or did anyone jilt anyone? And what was the sequence of events? Just when I think I have it figured out, something doesn't work.

I thought this might be an entertainment for you.
Here are the lyrics:

"South Of The Border (Down Mexico Way)"

South of the border, down Mexico way.
That's where I fell in love where stars above, came out to play.
And now as I wonder, my thoughts ever stray.
South of the border, down Mexico way.

She was a picture, in old spanish ways.
Just for a tender while I kissed the smile, upon her face.
For it was fiesta, and love had it's day.
South of the border, down Mexico way.

Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)

Then she sighed as she whispered manyana, never dreaming that we were parting.
And I lied as I whispered manyana, for our tomorrow never came.

South of the border, I rode back one day.
There in a veil of white by candlelight, she kneeled to pray.
The mission bells told me, that I shouldn't stay.
South of the border, down Mexico way.

Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
Good bye good bye.

I think one thing that throws any understanding off is the big swinging beat.

(My guess is when he didn't come back, she became a nun. But I may be influenced by a carved Madonna I picked up at a garage sale yesterday which is now hanging across from my bed).

Try Gene Autry's version for a different feel. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uZYPa6tI43Q

What song lyrics mystify you?

Friday, December 04, 2009

THE SUMMING UP, Friday December 4, 2009







THE SUMMING UP, Friday, December 4, 2009

Paul Bishop, Love and Glory, Robert B, Parker
Tony Black, He Died With His Eyes Open, Derek Raymond
Bill Crider, The Tooth & Nail, Bill Billinger
Martin Edwards, Detective Fiction-the Collector's Guide, John Cooper and B.A. Pike
Ed Gorman, Evil Days, Bruno Fischer
Randy Johnson, Dick Tracy, William Johnston
George Kelley, Dr. Syn Returns, Russell Thorndike
B.V. Lawson, A Different Kind of Summer, Jennie Melville (Gwendolyn Butlet)
Evan Lewis, Murder Wears a Halo, Howard Browne
Todd Mason, First World Fantasy Awards, Gahan Wilson
Jeff Meyerson: John Sladek, INVISIBLE GREEN (1977) Bari Wood, THE TRIBE (1981)
Walter Mosley, WALKIN' THE DOG (1999)
Juri Nummelin, Experience with Evil, Ross MacDonald
Scott Parker, A Study in Scarlet, Arthur Conan Doyle
Eric Peterson, Please Kill Me (McNeil 7 McCann); We Got the Neutron Bomb, Marc Spitz
Gimme Something Better, ?
Neil Plakay, The Zoo Gang, Paul Gallico
James Reasoner, Roadside Night, Erwin N. Nistler and Gerry P. Broderick
Rick Robinson, The Case of the Velvet Claws, Erle Stanley Gardner
Kerrie Smith, The Satan Bug, Ian Stuart (Alistair Maclean)
R.T. Murder in the Rough, edited by Otto Penzler

Friday's Forgotten Books, December 4, 2009


Dorothy McGuire reading

Today is the beginning of a series J. Kingston Pierce is hosting on The Rap Sheet on the writer, Derek Raymond. Here's the schedule. Stop by and discover a writer we don't hear enough about.

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-- December 4: Tony Black on HE DIED WITH HIS EYES OPEN.
-- December 11: John Harvey on THE DEVIL'S HOME ON LEAVE.
-- December 18: Russel D. McLean on HOW THE DEAD LIVE. =
-- December 25: Christmas, no contribution
-- January 1: Cathi Unsworth on I WAS DORA SUAREZ.
-- January 8: Ray Banks on DEAD MAN UPRIGHT.

NEXT WEEK IS FORGOTTEN KID'S BOOKs, with the emphasize on books you read as a pre-teen.

Forgotten Books

Neil Plakcy is the author of four mystery novels set in Honolulu as well as the romances Three Wrong Turns in the Desert and GayLife.com. Learn more about him and his books at www.mahubooks.com.

The Zoo Gang by Paul Gallico

When I was a teenager I read everything by Paul Gallico that I could get myhands on, from his comic Mrs. 'Arris novels to the tear-jerker The Snow Goose, right up to The Poseidon Adventure, from which the blockbuster movie was made.

But my favorite was a book called The Zoo Gang, which is so far out of print these days that Amazon can only find one used copy.The jacket of my paperback edition calls it a caper novel, though really it's a collection of four stories, and they are more puzzles than capers. The protagonist is Colonel Pierre Roquebrun, proprietor of an antiques store in La Tourette, on the road between the towns of Vence and Grasse, in the back country of the French Riviera.In his youth, Colonel Roquebrun aka Le Renard, or the Fox, led a group offighters in the French Resistance. They include the Wolf, the Elephant, the Leopard and the Tiger, and though all are in the evening of their lives, they are still as clever and cunning as they were during the Second WorldWar.

In "The Picture Thieves," the first of the four stories, a French police detective comes to Colonel Roquebrun for help investigating a series of art thefts. The puzzle involves not only how the paintings could have been stolen, but how to parlay the knowledge of that theft into the prevention ofan entirely different crime. This story introduces the members of the ZooGang as well as their specialties during the war. The characterization ispretty shallow, though, because Gallico's emphasis is on the details of the crime.

In "How to Stick up a Fifty-Million-Dollar Gala," the five friends engage in solving a similar puzzle. "Snow Over the Cote d'Azur" is the longest of the stories, in which Roquebrun's niece dies of a drug overdose, leading him to go after the suppliers of drugs into the Riviera.

The final story, "LeSnatch Double," is another marvel of complicated plotting, in which two children are kidnapped, and a terrible price is exacted for a piece of wartime treachery. Rereading it now, I'm less impressed than I was as a teenager. The characters are flat, and I never was able to keep a handle on the other animals beyond the Fox. There isn't much of a real sense of the Riviera, either, beyond a few place names and some details of the floats in Nice'spre-Lenten Carnival. But the puzzles are very clever, and it's an interesting insight into the kind of men who fought in the French Resistance.

Jeff Meyerson has been a member of DAPA-EM for over 30 years and published an early fanzine in pre-computer days called (way before the bookstore/publisher of the same name existed) The Poisoned Pen. I was a mail order book dealer, specializing in secondhand British mystery and detective fiction. I've read thousands of mysteries since 1970.

John Sladek, INVISIBLE GREEN (1977)
Bari Wood, THE TRIBE (1981)
Walter Mosley, WALKIN' THE DOG (1999)

I thought what I'd do this week was go back and see what I was reading the first week in December of 1979, 1989 and 1999, and the above three titles answer that question.
Sladek was mostly a science fiction writer, of course, but he wrote two wonderfully old-fashioned locked room mysteries in the 1970's, BLACK AURA and INVISIBLE GREEN, both featuring brilliant amateur Thackeray Phin. Sadly, there were no more of them, and both certainly qualify as unjustly forgotten books. You could check the online booksellers for copies. Both are available at a cheap price on ABE and both are well worth your time.
THE TRIBE was a hit at the time it came out, I believe, and Wood had several other bestsellers, including TWINS and THE KILLING GIFT. She's probably been pretty much forgotten these days, as her last published book was in 1995. To be honest I don't really remember much of this one, which the publisher tried to make a Jewish version of THE EXORCIST, with concentration camp victims and Jewish mysticism combining for rather tepid, if fast-moving, horror thrills. I don't have a copy so can't really be specific.
The Mosley was his second collection of Socrates Fortlow stories, and I'm a big fan of the series. Fortlow was a murderer who has been released from prison and is trying to get by in a tough Los Angeles neighborhood and negotiate his way in a white world. The stories here and in ALWAYS OUTNUMBERED, ALWAYS OUTGUNNED, the first book in the series, are well worth your time as Fortlow is - to me - a fascinating character, moreso than Easy Rawlins.

Ed Gorman is the author of TICKET TO RIDE and many other fine books. You can find him here.

Bruno Fischer had one of those careers you can't have any more. There's no market for any of it. He started out as editor and writer for a Socialist newspaper, shifted to terror pulps when the newspaper started failing, became a successful and respected hardcover mystery novelist in the Forties and early Fifties, and finally turned to Gold Medal originals when the pb boom began. His GMs sold in the millions. His House of Flesh is for me in the top ten of all GMs.

Then for reasons only God and Gary Lovisi understand, Fischer gave up writing and became an editor for Colliers books. But he had one more book in him and it turned out to be the finest of his long career.

Fischer shared with Howard Fast (Fast when he was writing mysteries under his pen names) a grim interest in the way unfulfilling jobs grind us down, leave us soulless. Maybe this was a reflection of his years on the Socialist newspaper. The soullessness features prominently in The Evil Days because it is narrated by a suburban husband who trains to work each day to labor as an editor in a publishing company where he is considered expendable. Worse, his wife constantly reminds him (and not unfairly) that they don't have enough money to pay their bills or find any of the pleasures they knew in the early years of their marriage. Fischer makes you feel the husband's helplessness and the wife's anger and despair.

The A plot concerns the wife finding jewels and refusing to turn them in. A familiar trope, yes, but Fischer makes it work because of the anger and dismay the husband feels when he sees how his wife has turned into a thief. But ultimately he goes along with her. Just when you think you can scope out the rest of the story yourself, Fischer goes all Guy de Maupassant on us. Is the wife having an affair? Did she murder her lover? Is any of this connected to the jewels? What the hell is really going on here?

Sometimes we forget how well the traditional mystery can deal with the social problems of an era and the real lives of real people. The hopelessness and despair of these characters was right for their time of the inflation-dazed Seventies. But it's just as compelling now as it was then when you look at the unemployment numbers and the calm reassurances by those who claim to know that the worst is yet to come.

All this wrapped in one hell of a good tale by a wily old master.

Paul Bishop
Bill Crider
Martin Edwards
Randy Johnson
George Kelley
B.V. Lawson
Evan Lewis
Todd Mason
Juri Nummelin
Eric Peterson
James Reasoner
Rick Robinson
Scott Parker
Kerrie Smith
R.T.

Thursday, December 03, 2009

What I Wanted for Christmas When I Was Eight



What about you?

And to answer Laurie Powers' meme: five internet stores I use a lot: Target.com; HomeDepot.com
Heronswood.com; AbeBooks.com; Netflix.com

I am not a fancy girl.

A Fan or a Reader


Lester Dent reading.

In a review of Nabokov's THE ORIGINAL OF LAURA in the New York Review of Books, John Lanchester makes the interesting observation that some writers have readers and some have fans. I am not sure I completely understand the difference. The origins of the idea is with Alan Bennett: Evelyn Waugh had readers while Anthony Powell had fans, as did Henry Green. Eliot had readers; James Joyce fans. Gertrude Stein, fans. Edith Wharton, readers. What I think this means is the intensity of attachment to a writer makes you either a reader (admiring, but more distant) of his work or a fan (intensity high-you feel drawn to them).
Now as I am considering this, I realize that the intensity of attraction can fade. I was a huge fan of a number of writers years ago but haven't read their latest works with as much fervor. This would include Robert Parker, Ruth Rendell, P.D. James, John Irving, Richard Russo, Russell Banks and Anne Tyler. I have aged but so have they. We just don't like getting into bed together as much. (for reading, of course).

Who are you a fan of as opposed to a reader? What crime fiction writers provoke the most intensity of feeling?

Wednesday, December 02, 2009

First Wednesday Book Club


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Landscape with Fragmented Figures, Jeff Vande Zande (Bottom Dog Press, 2008)

It is hard to imagine this book taking place in a locale other than Michigan. If soldiers returning from war can be said to suffering post-traumatic stress disorders, many people in Michigan suffer similarly. Too many years of economic downturn takes a toll. An urban scholar doing a study of cities that have badly floundered, failed to find anyone with much optimism about the future of Detroit. This book captures that pessimism and angst.

Ray Casper is an artist, teaching at a small college in Bay City, Michigan. He's done some good work, is known as an inspirational teacher, has a nice relationship with his girlfriend, Diane. Suddenly, things begin to go awry. Diane, also an artist, leaves him. He loses his will to paint and desire to teach. He is unable to find solace with colleagues or friends. He is adrift even before his father dies, leaving many unresolved issues. His brother, a ne-er do well, Ray has never come to terms with, comes to live with him. Things continue their downward spiral as Ray comes to resemble his brother, Sammy, more and more.


This was a difficult book to read and yet I never put it down. Michigan is no longer hospitable to a diverse group of people: the blue-collar ,Sammy; the artist, Ray; the student, Billy, who finds little support for finding a way to make a living or getting an education. The writing is fluid, the story poignant, but the book's most important strength is its clear-sighted and unabashed presentation of truth. That truth also examines the nature of art and the artist.

There are no heroes in this book. Just real people trying to find some joy in life, trying to find a reason to go on.

My four favorite books this year were written by writers from Michigan: Michael Zadoorian's THE LEISURE SEEKERS, Bonnie Jo Campbell's AMERICAN SALVAGE, Megan Abbott's BURY ME DEEP and Jeffrey Vande Zande's LANDSCAPE WITH FRAGMENTED FIGURES. I highly recommend them. All four of these books offer a bleak landscape (Megan's in the 1930s, the rest contemporary). One with fragmented figures, perhaps. How could it be otherwise?

Interview with Jeff Vande Zande

1)The economic crisis, especially in Michigan, plays a large role in this book, almost functioning as a character in its ability to shape and destroy lives. Was this your intention from the start or did it rise up as the book took shape?

I started the book four years ago . . . when things weren't quite as dire as now, but the writing was on the wall. I'd been thinking about the future of Michigan, but also the future of the United States (with Michigan serving as a microcosm) for some time. Still, I didn't know I was going to write this particular book. The book started as a sentence. I was lying in bed, listening to a storm receding over Bay City, and the opening line of the book came to me. I didn't know anything about this guy lying in bed, but I do remember that it was sometime after midnight, and I just had to get out of bed, go to my study, and jot down that first line. When I read the line in the morning, it still rang true to me, and I went from there. I think that opening line was like a zipper that opened up things about art, the economy, and family ties that had been on both my conscious and my sub-conscious for some time. It's so funny though . . . how little I knew about anything in Ray's life. I didn't know about Diane or Sammy . . . certainly not the enigmatic Kleminger. I just wrote and discovered. As I wrote, and set the story in Bay City, Michigan's economy -- the Midwest's economy -- simply had to become a moving force in all of the characters' lives.)

2) Along those lines, would this have been a very different book if you lived in North Carolina or Texas?

Yes, I think it would. Like any state, Michigan is a place unto itself. Its geography, demographics, juxtaposition of city and wilderness . . . and the Great Lakes. The Mackinac Bridge. The Upper Peninsula and its mythologies! It's a unique place. As, I imagine, any state is. That's not to say, however, this is a book for Michigan readers exclusively. I think most people could connect to what both Ray and Sammy are going through.)

3) What writers have been most influential in your growth as a writer?

Hemingway. Carver. Calvino. Jim Daniels. Bonnie Jo Campbell . . . and I would say my writing buddies, Matt Bell and Josh Maday) Who are you reading now? (right now, I'm reading my students. Man, they are turning in papers left and right. However, I just finished Ken Meisel's powerful collection of poems, Beautiful Rust . . . poems about Detroit. I also read that Anis Shivani has a collection of short stories out that I intend to buy.

4) Tell us about your other books.

I have another novel, Into the Desperate Country (March Street Press), a collection of poems, Poems New, Used, and Rebuilds (March Street Press), and a collection of short stories, Emergency Stopping and Other Stories (Bottom Dog Press).

5) What's next?

In 2010, Whistling Shade Press will release my novella and short stories collection entitled, Threatened Species and Other Stories.

Jeff Vande Zande lives in Michigan's Lower Peninsula, in Midland with his wife, son, and daughter, where he teaches at Delta College.