Smatterings
First of all, happy Yom Kippur. I will be atoning for my sins later this morning. If you'd like, I'd be happy to atone for yours as well.
Bouchercon is over, and the awards have been doled out. Congratulations to all the winners, as well as the losers, because it's pretty darned cool to be nominated for an Anthony in the first place.
I've been reading a lot of Ed Champion's stuff lately (and not just of the Lev Grossman-bashing variety), but this post from Bouchercon thoroughly depressed me (and it wasn't just the sea of grey, wireless mediocrity that did it).
I haven't met "Sunshine" in person yet--though we actually hammered out a deal for the debut novel by some guy named Dave--but the more I read about him the more I want to. Or the more I want to crawl into a fetal position and hope he never crosses my path. One or the other.
After a solid second place finish in my fantasy baseball league in 2005, my team "Johnny Drama" completely collapsed and finished 8th (out of 10), a stunning 38 points out of first place. I'd like to thank Rich Harden, Alex Rodriguez, Jhonny Peralta, Richie Sexson, Coco Crisp, Chad Cordero, Mark Buerhle, and everyone else on my team who underperformed in 2006. I will try to atone for your sins. Special thanks to Frank Thomas and Greg Maddux whose late-season spurts made August and September fun. Special "unspecial" thanks to A-Rod who put up the most depressing .290-35-121 year in baseball history.
I'm a huge fan of Charlie Huston's Hank Thompson trilogy, and I think A DANGEROUS MAN might be the best entry yet. Check out CAUGHT STEALING and the Anthony-nominated SIX BAD THINGS if you haven't yet. And then be glad you have both of your kidneys.
First of all, happy Yom Kippur. I will be atoning for my sins later this morning. If you'd like, I'd be happy to atone for yours as well.
Bouchercon is over, and the awards have been doled out. Congratulations to all the winners, as well as the losers, because it's pretty darned cool to be nominated for an Anthony in the first place.
I've been reading a lot of Ed Champion's stuff lately (and not just of the Lev Grossman-bashing variety), but this post from Bouchercon thoroughly depressed me (and it wasn't just the sea of grey, wireless mediocrity that did it).
I haven't met "Sunshine" in person yet--though we actually hammered out a deal for the debut novel by some guy named Dave--but the more I read about him the more I want to. Or the more I want to crawl into a fetal position and hope he never crosses my path. One or the other.
After a solid second place finish in my fantasy baseball league in 2005, my team "Johnny Drama" completely collapsed and finished 8th (out of 10), a stunning 38 points out of first place. I'd like to thank Rich Harden, Alex Rodriguez, Jhonny Peralta, Richie Sexson, Coco Crisp, Chad Cordero, Mark Buerhle, and everyone else on my team who underperformed in 2006. I will try to atone for your sins. Special thanks to Frank Thomas and Greg Maddux whose late-season spurts made August and September fun. Special "unspecial" thanks to A-Rod who put up the most depressing .290-35-121 year in baseball history.
I'm a huge fan of Charlie Huston's Hank Thompson trilogy, and I think A DANGEROUS MAN might be the best entry yet. Check out CAUGHT STEALING and the Anthony-nominated SIX BAD THINGS if you haven't yet. And then be glad you have both of your kidneys.
posted by Jason Pinter at
8:36 AM
3 Comments:
sunshine is God.
Your fantasy team collapse sounds like this year's Arizona Diamondbacks' season.
Sigh.
Thank heavens basketball is almost here!
After being introduced to the pussy snorkel shirt, I have to admit to a willingness to confer godhood on Sunshine.
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