Cell at Eastern State

Cell at Eastern State

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Upcoming events

July 21st I'll be putting on my Crime Fiction Workshop at a new venue for me, the Nuyorican Poets Cafe on East 3rd in Manhattan. This time I'll be joined by writer, teacher and multiple fiction prize-winner August Tarrier. August and I have been developing a curriculum for fiction workshops and we thought this would be a great way to begin, hosting a workshop in New York at the NPC.

The Nuyorican Poets Cafe has been one of the most interesting and innovative arts forums in the country since its founding in the early seventies by poet Miguel Algarin as a get-together in his living room. The forum has grown into a vibrant and dynamic arts organization, hosting a full calendar of poetry, theater, music and literary events. And what better place to put on a crime fiction workshop than the regular haunt of poet, author and judge Edwin Torres, author of the crime classic Carlito's Way?

Please note that I've also rescheduled my sidewalk signing at Farley's Bookshop in New Hope, and will now be there signing on the afternoon of Saturday July 24th. Farley's is one of my favorite bookstores in the world, and I've been hanging out and buying books there since I was about 13. Please come on by!

Saturday, July 10, 2010

"Wolves" Goes National

Some great stuff has happened this week, thanks to some really kind and generous reviews and the hard work of Hector Dejean, my publicist at Minotaur.

This morning brought a really nice review of Wolves of Fairmount Park by Tom Nolan in the weekend edition of the Wall Street Journal.

Last week, David Hiltbrand reviewed Wolves for the Philadelphia Inquirer, a review which has been picked up by a number of local papers, and on July 2nd, Oline Cogdill wrote a beautiful review for the Sun Sentinel of Fort Lauderdale that was picked up by the AP and ran in dozens of papers around the country and websites worldwide.

Thanks to Hector and everybody at Minotaur! Now I'm off to the Chestnut Hill Book Festival for my sessions at four and seven with the Liars Club.

Tuesday night I'll be in New York, at the amazing Mysterious Bookshop in New York for an event with my pal, international bestselling author Jonathan Maberry. Jonathan will probably be talking about his latest excellent Joe Ledger offering, the tech-noir thriller Dragon Factory and the upcoming cool new Zombie YA, Rot and Ruin.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Back From The Territories.


Got back from my homemade book tour on Wednesday, after hitting North Carolina, Georgia, Alabama, Mississipi, Louisiana, Texas, Oklahoma, Missouri, Indiana, Ohio and Pennsylvania. The total was 3914 miles. Missed my kids, but I met a lot of great people along the way and enjoyed the hell out of New Orleans, Austin, Houston and St. Louis, where I met up with these degenerates:


That's me, badass Matt McBride, Scott Phillips, Jed Ayres, Derek Nikitas and a nice young lady who was the object of a fundraising auction at the bar and who I believe was named Heidi. The auction was emceed by silver-tongued Scott Phillips, and the money raised was either intended to send the nice young lady back to the convent she had wandered away from, or to defend her against charges of stealing a police car and burning down an orphanage.

I had a great time, but will have to insist for future events of this kind that the bill only include writers who aren't way better than me. Phillips took the hint and just ran the auction, but McBride, Ayres and Nikitas all insisted on wowing the audience with woozily funny and harrowing stories of mayhem. After the event, their tires may or may not have been slashed for what one crazed author present charged was 'obvious showboating.'

Got one ticket (thanks, Missouri!) but other than that the trip went off smoothly, and I even scored tons of great books, some given to me by the awesome Scott Montgomery of BookPeople, who is himself a walking encyclopedia of excellent genre fiction. One surprising note: the economy of America west of the Ohio is apparently dominated by fireworks and porn, as every highway exit west of Mobile and north of Houston features a fireworks outlet and an adult superstore, most with interestingly biblical names. Who says Americans can't handle ambiguity?


Back at home, I was joined by dozens of friends at the official launch of Wolves of Fairmount Park, at the Doylestown Bookshop. It was an excellent time and I saw a bunch of old friends. The great cake drew in scores of innocent children, who, no doubt corrupted and despoiled by proximity to crime fiction, may go the wrong road in future and end up penning pot-boilers and penny-dreadfuls of their own.

At right, a traveling huckster cons an unsuspecting farmer out of his wages with what seems to be a book about local fauna. When the poor local man realizes his error, the grifter will have made his way to the next town, leaving the unlucky sharecropper to grapple with the after-effects of exposure to unwholesome reading material.