The last installment of Adrian McKinty’s Dead Trilogy, The Bloomsday Dead brings the series to a satisfying close.
If you enjoyed the first two pieces of the trilogy, Dead I Well May Be and The Dead Yard, you are in for a treat with The Bloomsday Dead. Like the preceding novels it’s fast-paced, gritty, and with an odd sort of Irish lyricism to counter the frequent and graphic violence.
The protagonist, Michael Forsythe, is still a sociopathic thug, but McKinty nevertheless manages to make you care about him.
The entire Dead Trilogy is a given if you like your crime fiction with heaping helpings of noir.
Posted Wednesday, 05 November, 2008 by Nic Lindh
Another book roundup, including some stellar athletes and soldiers, what might be the most jaded, soul-weary protagonist ever, and some grimdark fantasy.
The Internet is getting creepy, and Nic is breaking out his tinfoil hat after newspaper paywalls push him over the edge.
Nic is tired of tech sites obsessing over Apple’s financials and business strategy. So very tired.
Nic reads a book about the processed food industry and is incensed.
Computers are complicated. This brings out the irrational in people.
Nic proposes the loan word Rechthaberei be incorporated into American English.
The Core Dump is back! Books were read during the hiatus. Includes The Coldest Winter, Oh, Myyy!, Tough Sh*t, The Revolution Was Televised, The Rook, Mr. Penumbra’s 24 Hour Bookstore, Gun Machine, Fortress Frontier, Standing in Another Man’s Grave, and The Memory of Light.
This site will return in February.
From a true patriot to a world-weary detective, a dead god, and a civilization about to sublime from the galaxy, this book roundup spans the gamut. Includes Where Men Win Glory, Wild, Inside the Box, The Black Box, Three Parts Dead, Red Country, and The Hydrogen Sonata.
Springsteen gives a concert in Phoenix. It’s fantastic.