why I haven’t posted in so long. There’s a good reason, and his name is Jack Reacher. Earlier this month, during the first of my sister’s weddings, I found myself stuck at the arrivals hall in the international terminal of O’Hare airport, waiting for an incoming relative whose flight kept getting delayed (every 10-15 minutes, for a total of over 4 hours. I am not kidding.).
Now, since I was driving, and I thought we’d be in and out quickly, I neglected to bring anything with which to occupy myself. No iPod, no PSP, no books, no nothing. About an hour into my interminable wait, I went upstairs to the departures area, where I reasoned there’d have to be a bookstore. And sure enough, there was.
I wasn’t expecting to find a book to read, since as some of you may know I mostly read (and can’t usually keep a long enough attention span for anything but) sci-fi. I took a look at the bestseller rack, though, just for the hell of it. At number 26 or 27 was a book called The Enemy, by some guy called Lee Child. All the quotes on the front and back covers bore effusive praise to the tune of: “this guy is the best thriller writer you’re not reading…yet”, or “he’s the next Tom Clancy”, etc., etc.
The blurb on the back seemed interesting enough, but it had yet to pass the real test. I’ve learned the hard way, being so picky about writing, that I have to pick up a book and read the first page or two of it to make sure the writing doesn’t annoy me before I plunk down the money to buy it. So I cracked it open. Inside, I found a treasure. Brutally spare prose, tight plotting, an absolutely gorgeous mastery of dialogue, and film-like editing. And as simple as that, I was hooked.
The Enemy is the eighth (of nine) in a series of stand-alone novels, all featuring a main character named Jack Reacher. As it happened, this book was actually a prequel to all the rest of them, so it was a good place to start. Tonight, I finished reading the last of the books that have been released in paperback, and am waiting on my local library to get a copy of the ninth one (newly released in hardcover) back in so I can read it. Very, very good stuff; highly recommended.
The Written Word » My sister and I said:
[...] have very different tastes in books. Put simply, she reads real books and I don’t. As I’ve said, I stick mostly to genre fiction, namely sci-fi and fantasy. But she knows that when I insist she read a book, she’ll usually love it as much as I do. So, late last year, after I had gotten her well and truly hooked on Lee Child’s fabulous Jack Reacher novels, and she’d finished all of them that are currently in print, she said to me, “What are you going to find for me to read next?” After backing up to a safe distance, I said, “I’m working on it?” [...]
January 12th, 2006 at 11:20 pm
The Written Word » I’ve got a couple of great textbooks for said:
[...] I was reading Charlie Huston’s Already Dead at the time, and so I picked it up; I had, in fact, just begun it. Now, Huston, along with Lee Child, is just the sort of writer I’d like to emulate. Clean, immersive writing, great dialogue, addictive plots. And maybe I was unconsciously keeping that in mind when I read that night, because I read a scene near the beginning of that book where the main character is sleeping and gets woken up by a phone call. And boom, I had my idea. [...]
January 26th, 2006 at 8:20 pm