Monday, February 18, 2019
You could call this a ghost story but you probably won't. The narrator is a troubled young man who gets regular nightly visits from Ted Bundy. The deceased serial killer (we never read his actual words) wants him to carry on the tradition by killing women who resemble ones who got away from Bundy.
This disturbs our protagonist enough that his arguments with said killer wake his mother who brings in a social worker. He isn't very fond of the caseworker. He doesn't seem to get along with anyone, really...
A very creepy story, although thankfully not filled with gore and horror. Many surprises along the way.
Monday, February 11, 2019
This is the third appearance here by my friend and fellow SleuthSayer Steve Hockensmith. I am rather surprised that it is the first one I have listed concerning his series characters the Amlingmeyer brothers. Old Red and Big Red are cowboys at the end of the nineteenth century. Old Red is illiterate but a huge fan of Sherlock Holmes. His younger brother Big Red is his long-suffering Watson.
When this story opens Gus and Otto (to give them either more formal names) have just settled in Ogden, Utah, where they have opened a detective agency. Due to Big Red's big mouth they find themselves out in the hills searching for a pine tree to help their landlady celebrate Christmas. This being a crime story, other stuff happens.
What makes these tales a treat is a combination of great characters and fine language. For example, our heroes meet three children and here is a bit of conversation with two of them.
"We were out looking for a Christmas tree," the boy said, "and we spotted a bear and-"
"I spotted it," the girl -- Sariah -- interjected.
Her brother ignored her.
"--we think it might be dead, but if it's alive we thought we could shoot it and sell the meat in town--"
"I thought we could shoot it and sell the meat in town," Sariah said.
Ammon kept plowing on.
"--but we don't have a gun, so we sent our little brother to find somenoe who did--"
"I sent our little brother..." Sariah began...
You can picture them, can't you?
By the way, if you want to know what happens to the brothers next, you can find out in Hockensmith's new book The Double A Western Detective Agency. I can testify that it is, as Big Red, would say, a real ripsnorter.
Monday, February 4, 2019
This is the third appearance in this space by Mark Thielman. The first two were somber tales featuring actual historical personages. The current entry is not like that, as you can probably guess from the title.
The narrator is a part-time private eye who makes most of his living dressed as a potato, promoting the cause at various supermarkets. He says the Potato Board calls him the "Spud Stud."
Lately he's been doing his thing at Uncle Bob's Natural Food Emporium, but someone murdered Charlie, the produce manager, who was dressed as, yup, an avocado. The deputy suspects our hero. His only ally is an actress dressed as Babs the Baguette.
No, not somber this time. But enjoyable.