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Beginnings

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January 27th, 2019 Posted 8:19 am

On Sunday we’ve been doing beginnings – taking a look at the beginnings of all Peter Abrahams novels, including those written under the Spencer Quinn pen name. Today, from 1989 (but now digitally republished by the nice folks at Open Road) PRESSURE DROP. On the next book tour ask me about my crazy Bahamian diving experiences way back when. I’d love to go on and on about them.

[“Technologically aided conception, baby stealing, inexplicable marine accidents and the activities of a wealthy, mysterious family are among the intriguing elements Abrahams expertly brings together in this gripping tale. Abrahams sets his scenes with evocative details, using cynical wit to describe the harried lives of Manhattanites, then switching tone to convey the darkly sensual, threatening atmosphere of the Zombie Bay Club.”
– Publishers Weekly]

The blue hole isn’t blue. It is gray, even under a clear sky; just a quiet pond in the woods. Any of the village boys could skip a stone across it, but they never do. They don’t go near the blue hole because a monster lives at the bottom. The fisherman even claims he has seen it; the fisherman who drinks a bottle of rum a day.

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Beginnings (More – Revised)

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September 2nd, 2018 Posted 7:58 am

On Sundays, we’ve been doing beginnings – all the Peter Abrahams novels in chronological order, including those written under the Spencer Quinn pen name. Today a repeat with revisions for #19, DELUSION (3rd in the prison novels, the others being LIGHTS OUT and END OF STORY). But we forgot to mention – and were reminded by our appearance last week on the monthly book show on WCAI (Cape and Islands NPR) where the subject was pirates – that we’d been down the pirate road ourselves in DELUSION. Hurricanes, buried secrets, an isolated Bahamian island, an actual sort of pirate with an actual sort of cutlass (if very tiny): the pieces are here!

[“Abrahams constructs a powder keg of suspense … He manages to imbue this page-turner with themes of racial and economic injustice while conjuring the ghost of Hamlet’s father to hover in the wings. Stellar.”
– Hallie Ehpron, the Boston Globe]

The man they called Pirate heard a guard coming down the cell block. Pirate had excellent hearing. He could identify the guards just from the sound of their footsteps on the cement floor.

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Beginnings: A Repeat

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July 15th, 2018 Posted 7:38 am

On Sunday we’ve been doing beginnings – all the Chet and Bernie’s (as part of Chetspeak) – and now taking on all the Peter Abrahams novels in chronological order. Today a repeat, on account of this week’s smart and courageous Thai cave rescue. PRESSURE DROP, my fifth book, has some blue hole/cave diving scenes, and although the equipment was somewhat different then (1989) the feeling is the same. On the next book tour ask me about my crazy Bahamian diving experiences way back when. I’d love to go on and on about them.

[“TECHNOLOGICALLY AIDED CONCEPTION, BABY STEALING, INEXPLICABLE MARINE ACCIDENTS and the activities of a wealthy, mysterious family are among the intriguing elements Abrahams expertly brings together in this gripping tale. Abrahams sets his scenes with evocative details, using cynical wit to describe the harried lives of Manhattanites, then switching tone to convey the darkly sensual, threatening atmosphere of the Zombie Bay Club.”
– Publishers Weekly]

The blue hole isn’t blue. It is gray, even under a clear sky; just a quiet pond in the woods. Any of the village boys could skip a stone across it, but they never do. They don’t go near the blue hole because a monster lives at the bottom. The fisherman even claims he has seen it; the fisherman who drinks a bottle of rum a day.

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Beginnings (More)

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February 4th, 2018 Posted 9:05 am

On Sunday we’ve been doing beginnings – all the Chet and Bernie’s (as part of Chetspeak) – and now taking on all the Peter Abrahams novels in chronological order. Here, from 1989, #5 – PRESSURE DROP (the first one where my Bahamian days came into play; look up blue holes if you get a chance. In this scene it’s an inland one. On the next book tour ask me about my crazy diving experiences way back when. I’d love to go on and on about it):

The blue hole isn’t blue. It is gray, even under a clear sky; just a quiet pond in the woods. Any of the village boys could skip a stone across it, but they never do. They don’t go near the blue hole because a monster lives at the bottom. The fisherman even claims he has seen it; the fisherman who drinks a bottle of rum a day.

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