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The Iggy Papers (Follow-up)


August 5th, 2020 Posted 7:14 am

To anyone who preordered Of Mutts and Men and did not receive a free copy of the new C&B short story – The Iggy Papers – please email a receipt to and you’ll be sent a pdf of the story.

Iggy Papers Cover


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Not Beginnings (More)


July 5th, 2020 Posted 8:47 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. But not today! With pub date for Of Mutts and Men so close (7/7, meaning there’s still time to take advantage of the preorder offer, namely the new short story – The Iggy Papers – for free with your hardcover or digital copy Of Mutts and Men, link below), why don’t we open the book to page 89?

“Too busy to make money?” Dewey said. “Check out the back seat.”

Mig came closer to the car, peered in at me. “A dog?”

“Know a P.I. name of Bernie Little?”

“The one with the dog? Heard of him.”

“This here’s the dog,” Dewey said.

“How’d you get him?”

“That’s not the point. A dog like this is valuable.”




June 21st, 2020 Posted 7:45 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. Today, how about a little taste of The Iggy Papers, the new short story that will come free with all preorders of Of Mutts and Men (the next Chet and Bernie, 7/7). Just upload your receipt at the link!

“Well lookie here,” said Nixon Panero, the best car repair dude in the whole Valley, reaching deep into the engine of the Porsche, not the old one that had gone off a cliff or the older one that got blown up, but the oldest – meaning our new one – with the cool martini glasses on the fenders, a beautiful touch added by Rui, Nixon’s paint guy who happened to be a real artist, trained by Andy Warhol, whoever he happened to be. Or possibly someone who’d met Andy in lock-up, if I had the story straight. Nixon was also our buddy, although he’d been a perp at one time, a perp we’d collared and sent up the river, collaring perps being what we do at the Little Detective Agency, me and Bernie. It’s called the Little Detective Agency because Bernie’s last name is Little. I myself get along very well without a last name. Call me Chet, pure and simple. The river, by the way, has no water in it.


Fresh From The Oven


June 17th, 2020 Posted 9:06 am

Here’s a little passage that got written yesterday:

“In silent movies note cards explain the tricky bits,” Bernie said, as we drove back into the Valley. “Where do we get our note cards?”

What’s worse than Bernie having a problem and me not being able to help? I couldn’t think of anything. For movies, you can try sitting on the remote, which boosts the sound amazingly, as I knew from experience, but other than that I had nothing to offer.

(This will appear in the Chet and Bernie novel after Of Mutts and Men. A rather long time to wait – but not for the latter! Of Mutts and Men comes out 7/7! And there’s a preorder offer where you get the new C&B short story, The Iggy Papers, for free. See link below.)


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