Haven’t read anything by Frederick Barthelme in ages, but have fond memories of MOON DELUXE and SECOND MARRIAGE. Here, in his new novel, THERE MUST BE SOME MISTAKE, he’s up to his old minimalist tricks. Hard to describe what he does exactly, like grains of sand shifting under one’s feet. He captures the weirdness of the mundane, of lives hunkered in condos, and the strange way we talk when there’s nothing to say. This novel is consistently funny, strange and touching… with an eerie ending that will definitely haunt you.
A trio of novels of suspense worth your time. I’ve already raved about Beatrice Hitchman‘s PETITE MORT which is an astounding debut. For fans of GONE GIRL, THE GIRL ON THE TRAIN by Paula Hawkins is worth the ride and full of twists. And speaking of twists, Harriet Lane‘s novel HER keeps you guessing the whole way through. It draws you in slowly and then doesn’t let go. It’s sure to be a hit at the beach this summer.
After reading Michel Houellebecq‘s relentlessly depressing novel PLATFORM, I found myself in need of some comic relief. Thankfully I had a copy of S.J. Perelman‘s THE RISING GORGE within reach. After devouring that, I went searching for some contemporary sources and was rewarded by CAN’T WE TALK ABOUT SOMETHING MORE PLEASANT? — a deliciously grim & very funny memoir by cartoonist Roz Chast.
Since Donald Westlake isn’t around anymore to satisfy my periodic craving for comic crime. I’ll turn to Timothy Hallinan and his Junior Bender series. Right now I’m reading HERBIE’S GAME.
Oh, and I can’t forget my friend Lawrence Block who remains as prolific as ever. Just received a Kindle edition of his THE CRIME OF OUR LIVES (what a terrific title!) —a collection of his introductions, appreciations and observations on some of the genre’s greatest, from Poe to Westlake. This one goes to the top of my reading list. I’m taking Block to the beach, eat your heart out.
Finally, you’ll have to forgive me for tooting my own horn here, but I have a new book coming out May Day from JEF Books: NAKED LUNCH AT TIFFANY’S. This is a collection of parodies and satire I’ve written over the years that takes a poke at erotic literature. It covers pretty much everything from the KAMA SUTRA to FIFTY SHADES OF GREY and takes no prisoners. It also features an outrageous introduction by the one and only Nile Southern—author of THE CANDY MEN: THE ROLLICKING LIFE AND TIMES OF THE NOTORIOUS NOVEL CANDY. I hope you’ll have a chance to check it out.