Song For Chet?

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January 16th, 2019 Posted 8:09 am

Oh, yes. More to come, and it’s all part of this:

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What’s In A Name?

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January 15th, 2019 Posted 8:30 am

Mrs. Publicist: Fifteenth of the month, when Peter Abrahams aka Spencer Quinn discusses a character name from one of his books, often a Chet and Bernie. What’ll it be today?

Pete: How about Brando?

Mrs. P: The cat belonging to Thad Perry, the troubled and troublesome movie star in A Fistful of Collars, one of my favorite C&B’s?

Pete: Exactly.

Mrs. P: Described initially by Chet as follows: “Yes, a cat. Not particularly little, by the way, in fact, kind of monstrous.”

Pete: That’s the one. In terms of plot, Thad Perry turning out to be a cat person is a big red flag, certainly in Chet’s eyes. But the name itself says Hollywood, entitlement, self-satisfaction. Plus there was a feline aspect to Marlon Brando – I’d go so far as to say feminine, but let’s omit that – and that fit nicely. Of course Marlon Brando was one of those movie stars who was actually an artist, and Thad Perry turns out – maybe surprisingly – to be that type, too. So there you have it.

Mrs. P.: I can think of other feline-type movie stars, but are there any canine ones?

Pete: Steve Buscemi.

Mrs. P: Thanks, Pete. Maybe our readers can come up with some more. See you next month for more of What’s In A Name.

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Bodi in the Driver’s Seat

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January 14th, 2019 Posted 7:59 am

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-6587795/Dog-accidentally-puts-owners-RV-reverse-sends-lake.html

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Beginnings (More)

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January 13th, 2019 Posted 7:50 am

On Sunday we’ve been doing beginnings – all the Peter Abrahams novels, including those written under Spencer Quinn. Here, from 1982, #2 – TONGUES OF FIRE.

[This fascinating story relates very plausibly to our age and time. It is gripping.”
– Bestsellers]

It was the night Israel died.

It was night as bright as day.

It could have been day, on another planet where the sky was red and purple and green; where the clouds were balls of orange and yellow fire; where the ground never stopped trembling; where there was no air to breathe, only smoke and dust, cordite and oil, shrapnel and blood.

It could have been a colossal experiment to drive rats crazy; but people, not rats went mad. The rats would go on as they always did.

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The Books



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