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Song For Chet (From Heart of Barkness, Now in Paperback)

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August 22nd, 2020 Posted 8:25 am

Many thanks to Bob Edwards – who made it happen.

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Pub Day

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August 4th, 2020 Posted 7:56 am

Today is pub day for the paperback of Heart of Barkness, the Chet and Bernie novel before Of Mutts and Men. (The C&B series can be read in any order.) Here’s a little something from the book that has “day” in it, although not “pub.”

“What was he looking for?” Bernie said. “And did he find it?”

I had no answers, didn’t even know who “he” was. Bernie gazed at the walls. They were hung with posters, all of them showing a blond woman, usually dressed like a cowgirl, sometimes standing before a mic, sometimes playing a guitar. I came very close to recognizing her! “Old Lotty Pilgrim concert posters,” Bernie said. Of course! And I’d practically gotten there by myself. My mind wasn’t quite on fire, but almost. I was having a very good day.

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Song For Chet

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August 3rd, 2020 Posted 7:33 am

Since the paperback of Heart of Barkness (the C&B before Of Mutts and Men, in a series that can be read in any order!) comes out tomorrow, how about Song For Chet, the song that came from the book. Bob Edwards produced and made it happen, and also created this video. Mitch Watkins wrote the music. (I did the words.) The fiddle solo is by Gene Elders.

https://www.youtube.com/embed/sak5irueaL4

 

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Beginnings

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August 2nd, 2020 Posted 7:42 am

On Sunday we do beginnings, taking a look at the start of a Peter Abrahams novel, including those written under the Spencer Quinn moniker. How about Heart of Barkness? The paperback, which normally would have been published before Of Mutts and Men, the most  recent Chet and Bernie, got moved from June to August 4 – this Tuesday! – on account of the current situation. In case you’re wondering, the C&B series can be read in any order!

“Red-letter day, Chet,” said Sergeant Rick Torres, our buddy at the Valley PD Missing Persons Department. “In the car.”

Red-letter day was a mystery to me, and maybe red is, too. Bernie says I can’t be trusted when it comes to red, something I’ve never understood. I knew fire hydrants were red, for example, knew that as well as I know my own name. Which is Chet, in case you missed it, right up there off the jump. I also know “in the car,” and never need to be asked twice. Or even once. Rick opened the passenger-side door of the black-and-white. I hopped in, sat up nice and tall, totally alert, ready for anything. Was my tongue hanging out? Possibly. I got most of it stuffed back in. We have standards, me and Bernie, just one of the reasons that the Little Detective Agency is so successful, except for the finances part. It’s called the Little Detective Agency on account of Bernie’s last name being Little, but we’re equal partners, Bernie handling the gunplay and the so-therefores and me bringing other things to the table. Maybe we’ll get to my teeth a little later.

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