I noticed a mistake in the new Spinetingler.
We missed a review.
You know, sometimes, what can you say? I wondered why I didn’t hear the alarm go off this morning. The reason was, Kevin got up at 4 am to finish uploading. I didn't make it to bed until 1 am, so I’m hoping Stephen Blackmoore and Stuart MacBride will forgive us.
We’ll get the review up, at least online guys. I’m so sorry.
This issue was a bitch. After several days without internet and all kinds of grief over the past week, we’ve managed to get the new Spinetingler online, which is an accomplishmen in and of itself. Go forth and spread the word. There are some fantastic stories in this issue.
I didn’t get everything done for this issue that I wanted to, either. Something about my own book edits eating up my time. Everything felt rushed. I was just glancing at one of my reviews and kicked my own butt for all the repeated words and phrases. Sheesh. It’s not as bad as saying, “Read it. It’s great. I liked it. Great story,” but still, I should have taken another pass.
And – joy oh joy – now we move on to judging the Cozy Noir competition.
You people better be nice to me (and evilkev) for at least a weekend, because we’re both extremely tired. I expect fanmail, chocolate and virtual booze.
Kevin’s in a course again this weekend, so no sleeping in. I’ll be here, preparing for the next three interviews I’m scheduling. Or playing hooky. Hmmm, how nice it would be, to take the rest of the day off. HA! Like that will happen. Still, I could use a nice distraction. Maybe I’ll go outside and see if it’s still fall, or if it’s snowing yet.
Uncle Charlie sent me such a bad joke, I’m not even sure I’ll post it. Maybe just forward it to certain guys I know who’ll love it. But this one is postable.
An older lady was somewhat lonely and decided she needed a pet to keep her company. So, off to the pet shop she went. She searched and searched. None of the pets seemed to catch her interest, except this ugly frog As she walked by the jar he was in, she looked and he winked at her.
He whispered, "I'M SO LONELY, TOO. BUY ME AND TAKE ME HOME WITH YOU. YOU WON'T EVER BE SORRY."
The old lady figured, what the heck! She hadn't found anything else. So, she bought the frog. She placed him in the car, on the front seat beside her.
As she was slowly driving down the road, the frog whispered to her "KISS ME AND YOU WON'T BE SORRY."
So the old lady figured, WHAT THE HECK, and kissed the frog.
IMMEDIATELY the frog turned into an absolutely gorgeous, sexy, young,handsome prince.
THE PRINCE THEN RETURNED THE OLD LADY'S KISS.
SUDDENLY THE OLD LADY FELT HERSELF TRANSFORMING FROM HIS KISS.
NOW CAN YOU GUESS WHAT THE OLD LADY TURNED INTO?
COME ON GUESS!
OOOOOOOHHHHHHH COME ON -- DON'T BE A POOP!
SHE TURNED INTO THE FIRST HOLIDAY INN SHE COULD FIND!!!
She's old.......NOT DEAD!!!!!
Stuart is lying on my computer, asleep, with a paw dangling down over the screen. Stewie might be cute, but she’s one dumb kitty.
Okay, what’s in this issue of Spinetingler:
Roudabout by Patricia Abbott
The Killing by Stephen Allan
The Devil To Pay by John Barr
I am Sam by Bill Blume
Prey For Change by Betsy Dornbusch
Boys Will Be Boys by Sam Douglas
Killing Carol Ann by JT Ellison
Bad Dreams by Andy P. Jones
With The Help of a Stranger by Lauri Kubuitsile
Lucy Comes Calling by Sarita Leone
Camera Shy by Ed Lynskey
Haven City by Beverle Myers
Natural Causes by James Oswald
When Kyle Comes by Colleen Quinn
Tip Your Head Back by Stephen D. Rogers
In The Bones by Tracy Sharp
Cat’s Pay by Pam Skochinski
Nuts to You by Paul Svendsen
Chris High profiles Peter Robinson and interviews Reggie Nadelson and reviews their latest works.
Sandra Ruttan interviews Simon Kernick
Sandra Ruttan profiles publisher Crème de la Crime, who has exciting news for North American crime fiction fans
Andrea Maloney reviews:
Twisted Perception by Bob Avey
Art’s Bloody by Vicki Lane
Max Unlocks The Universe by Mark Bouton
Murder, Mather and Mayhem by ME Kemp
The Deadly Tools of Ignorancy by Robert Elias
A Dream of Drowned Hollow by Lee Barwood
Philippine Fever by Bruce Cook
Baby Shark by Robert Fate
Deadly Interest by Julie Hyzy
The Final Judgment by Michael A. Black
Blind Traveler Down a Dark River by Robert P. Bennett
M. Wayne Cunningham reviews:
Framed by Tonino Benqcquista
The Last Days by Gail Bowen
The Joining of Dingo Radish by Rob Harasymchuk
Flood Gondek reviews:
Murder Without Pity by Steve Haberman
The Scout Master: A Prepared Death by Luisa Beuhler
Diana Bane reviews The Case of Emily V by Keith Oatley
Sandra Ruttan reviews:
Pale Immortal by Anne Frasier
The Flood by Ian Rankin
The Green Room by Deborah Turrell Atkinson
The Last Assassin by Barry Eisler
DevilDog by James Oswald
Mouth Full of Bullets by BJ Bourg
Staff Profile: Tracy Sharp
Bonus: Between the Hardbacks with Barry Eisler and JA Konrath by Elizabeth Krecker and MG Tarquini
There is at least one thing to look forward to this weekend. We have kick ass tickets to an NHL game. 15th row, near center ice. And they were free – a nice little present worth several hundred dollars.
I’ve never been to an NHL game before. Of course, I’m happy to cheer on The Flames, although it would be more fun if they were playing The Leafs instead of The Florida Panthers.
Still, I’m looking forward to it. What are you guys doing this weekend?