There can be nothing more succulent for a first novelist than avisit from the Bitch Goddess of success. Ask John Katzenbach, withwhom she an affair in 1982 upon publication of In the Heat of theSummer.
Set in Miami - a much hotter and sweatier one than found in anytelevision show - Summer had all the style and reckless dramanecessary for a good crime story. It also had pace, some ink-stainednewspaper types as the good guys, and a mad, frightening killer.
But the Bitch Goddess, true to her name, has a way of gettingeven, if in no other way than by laying the specter of the secondnovel like a noose around a …
No comments:
Post a Comment