Monday, March 02, 2015

At The Five-Two: David S. Pointer

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Frequent contributor David Pointer returns with a poem reflecting on the Lindbergh baby kidnapping (March 1, 1932):

Sunday, March 01, 2015

Giveaway: THE KIND WORTH KILLING by Peter Swanson

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In 2013, Peter Swanson contributed to my weekly poetry site the memorable "Survivor of a Slasher Flick in Middle Age". Thanks to publicist Wiley Saichek, I'm pleased to give away two copies of Peter's new crime novel, The Kind Worth Killing, to U.S. residents.

Enter today through March 8 by emailing G_SO at YAHOO dot COM with "Swanson Giveaway" in the subject line and your full name in the message body. I will pick the two winners at random and reply to their emails to ask for the physical addresses where they would like the books sent.

More about
The Kind Worth Killing:


On a night flight from London to Boston, Ted Severson meets the stunning and mysterious Lily Kintner. Sharing one too many martinis, the strangers begin to play a game of truth, revealing very intimate details about themselves. Ted talks about his marriage that’s going stale and his wife Miranda, who he’s sure is cheating on him. Ted and his wife were a mismatch from the start—he the rich businessman, she the artistic free spirit—a contrast that once inflamed their passion, but has now become a cliché.

But their game turns a little darker when Ted jokes that he could kill Miranda for what she’s done. Lily, without missing a beat, says calmly, “I’d like to help.” After all, some people are the kind worth killing, like a lying, stinking, cheating spouse...

Back in Boston, Ted and Lily’s twisted bond grows stronger as they begin to plot Miranda’s demise. But there are a few things about Lily’s past that she hasn't shared with Ted, namely her experience in the art and craft of murder, a journey that began in her very precocious youth.

Suddenly these co-conspirators are embroiled in a chilling game of cat-and-mouse, one they both cannot survive...with a shrewd and very determined detective on their tail.

Friday, February 27, 2015

Surprise

© by Gerald So | geraldso.blogspot.com | 3:24 P.M.

I got together with my friends John Ricotta and Deshant Paul for a diner run last night, but before our food arrived, they surprised me with a belated birthday/Christmas present. Another surprise, John caught it all on video:

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Crimespree #58

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The February 2015 issue includes my review of Robert B. Parker's Blind Spot, Reed Farrel Coleman's first of a four-book deal featuring Paradise police chief Jesse Stone. Thanks to Judy Bobalik and Erin Mitchell, I received an advance reading copy and posted an Amazon review when the book was released back in September. The print review, though, goes into greater detail, as Crimespree's savvy readers expect.

Monday, February 23, 2015

At The Five-Two: Aja Beech

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Pennsylvania poet and activist Aja Beech reflects on the 2007 bombing of Bagram Airbase:



I'm now accepting poems about fooling or being fooled to be published in April.

Sunday, February 22, 2015

I've Finally Seen JACK RYAN: SHADOW RECRUIT

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Last night, my brother linked his Netflix streaming to my PS3 so I could watch the Daredevil series this April. The first thing I watched, though, was Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit. I'm a fan of Tom Clancy's books and the previous series of movies, especially The Hunt for Red October. I turned out to be one of the few people interested in seeing Shadow Recruit in theaters. Unable to convince anyone to go with me, I skipped it myself.

I was hooked enough by the pre-title sequence, which zipped Jack through finance school, the Marine Corps, his recovery from a helo crash, and his recruitment by Cmdr. Thomas Harper a.k.a. Lt. Cmdr. Tom Farrell a.k.a. Kevin Costner. Then, however, the action jumped ten years to Jack's discovery of what looked like a Russian plot to crash the U.S. economy. It was as if the movie couldn't commit to being either a high octane thriller or a subtle piece on spycraft. There were parts that moved well and parts that dragged, not enough of a whole to rebuild the franchise, unfortunately.

Monday, February 16, 2015

At The Five-Two: "Still Waters" by Phyllis Wax

© by Gerald So | geraldso.blogspot.com | 7:24 A.M.

Our third and final love-themed poem of the month:



I'm currently seeking poems about fooling or being fooled. Deadline: March 1.

So, You Want to Chat?

© by Gerald So | geraldso.blogspot.com | 6:27 A.M.

I've rebranded my longtime chat blog, and today I welcome back Jim Winter, talking about P.I. Nick Kepler's final case, Gypsy's Kiss.

Also check out my recent chat with Lee Matthew Goldberg about his debut neo-noir novel, Slow Down.

And coming soon, chats with Chris Irvin, Josh K. Stevens, and Eric Beetner.