Let's face it: You people just like it when I'm talking - hopefully not nonsense - about The Master. The ratings show it, and the comments section too. I'm more than happy to oblige, especially as I did some thinking on the issue of late - some MORE thinking as I have mined the subject … Lire la suite Back to Basics: JDC (yet) again →

It will be fifteen years this November that I started this blog, which makes it one of the oldest crime fiction blogs in activity, assuming so irregular an outlet can be unironically called "active". While I intended it to be a receptacle for my "random thoughts" on all kinds of subjects it ultimately turned out … Lire la suite Some Blasphemous Thoughts →

Lawrence Goldtree Blochman's resume is impressive: he wrote hundreds short stories, a few novels, some screenplays and also did some translating on his "free" time. He was an early president of the MWA and won an Edgar for his short-story collection Diagnosis: Homicide. The only thing that constantly eluded him both in his lifetime and … Lire la suite In Praise of… Lawrence G. Blochman →

The following post is an unusual one, for at least three reasons. The first and most obvious one is that it is a review, which readers of this blog know I don't do very often. Then there is the object of said review, which is a short story - only the second one thus honoured … Lire la suite A Study in Power: Henry Slesar’s « The Slave » →

When reading Alias Basil Willing last year I was surprised to find that Helen McCloy had inscribed her book to John Dickson Carr and his wife Clarice as nothing I knew about their respective works suggested they might have known, let alone appreciated, each other. Now one year later and upon finishing McCloy's The Deadly … Lire la suite A Few Thoughts about McCloy, Carr (yet again) and Literary Influeces →

It is interesting, though not entirely surprising, that the same people who spent years and years deriding, ridiculing and overall dismissing the HIBK school as "feminine" fluff never tried to account for its success other than by more or less subtly impugning the intelligence of its readers. Surely those ladies - for they were all … Lire la suite Telling Stories →

Les années d'après-guerre ne sont pas une période que l'on associe généralement avec de grandes avancées pour les droits des femmes, bien au contraire. La décennie qui suit la fin des hostilités est même souvent considérée, aux Etats-Unis surtout, comme un repoussoir absolu en termes d'égalité et d'inclusion, au point que tout politicien jugé un … Lire la suite La Parenthèse enchantée →

On me demande parfois pourquoi j'écris principalement en anglais. Tu es français alors écris en français que diable! Comment espères-tu toucher un public dont tu refuses de parler la langue?   Aussi étonnant que cela puisse paraître, je préfère de loin m'exprimer dans ma langue natale. Je n'ai pas à consulter un dictionnaire en ligne … Lire la suite Confessions d’un renégat involontaire →

Des quatre « Reines » du roman à énigme britannique consacrées par la critique anglophone, Ngaio Marsh est sans doute celle qui a le moins souffert chez nous de l’ombre portée d’Agatha Christie. Si elle fut relativement peu traduite de son vivant, son oeuvre connut un étonnant retour en grâce dans les années 80 et 90, grâce … Lire la suite En ordre de Marsh →

I discovered Margaret Millar first, with one of her masterpieces, How Like an Angel. Julian Symons bears some responsability for it as his rhapsodising about her and this book in particular in Bloody Murder had made me curious and led to buy the book when I found it in a Montpellier bookstore. I didn't and … Lire la suite (Dis)SiMillarities →