On Sundays we do beginnings – all the Peter Abrahams novels including those written under the Spencer Quinn moniker (I know – I promised last week never to use that word again, but what can you do? It’s a funny word.). Here’s the start of A FISTFUL OF COLLARS:

“Heard you drove another one off a cliff,” said Nixon Panero. He spat a thin brown stream of chewing tobacco into an empty paint can, or maybe not that empty. Yellow paint, the yellow of egg yolks, now with a brown swirl in the middle: there’s all kinds of beauty in life.



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3 Responses to “Beginnings”

  1. Herd of Hounds
    9:15 am on May 5th, 2019

    Good day to everyone.
    The description of the paint can is truly evocative. How can OFA take something so disgusting and turn it into a thing of beauty?
    Super Sunday to all.

  2. Wose-The Small and Meek
    9:55 am on May 5th, 2019


    HOH: I love the description of the paint can and its contents, too. What you said about it is really spot on!

    RIO! The Cowboys! That is one of Grizz’s favorite films. When I lived in Queens, there was a drive-in theatre not far from where I lived in the town of Valley Stream by the Green Acres Mall. Sad that they are a thing of the past…

    Good day to all!

  3. B.Stover
    11:00 am on May 5th, 2019

    Sorry Chet but I’ve never thought that that image is beautiful.

    Good morning all.

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