Down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean (Declan Burke, right, with Chief Helper Elf, the Princess Lilyput) but is in fact quite happy to share the latest news, reviews, gossip and slander about the dicks, dames and desperados of (mostly) Irish crime fiction in order to plug his own novels. We thank you kindly for your cooperation. Contact: dbrodb(at)gmail.com . For agent enquiries, etc., contact Allan Guthrie, c/o Jenny Brown Associates. Those of you looking for Lilyput’s World should click here.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

“It’s Like Rai-ai-ain / On Your Wedding Day …”

Rhian from It’s A Crime! is kind enough to whisper in our electronic shell-like about Paul Nagle (right), whom she met at the London Book Fair. Nagle’s debut novel IRONIC is due in October, with the blurb elves wibbling thusly:
Lex Goldman stands accused of killing a young NYPD officer. His trial, set in the full glare of the world’s media, has captured the zeitgeist: the impregnable power of immeasurable wealth against the cold steel edge of justice. But who exactly is the elusive Lex Goldman? From the gold mines of apartheid-era South Africa to the cut and thrust of Wall Street, from Colombia’s notorious cartels to international terrorism, the twists and turns of Lex Goldman’s charmed life leave a deadly trail of intrigue, deception and covert cover-ups, all in the insatiable pursuit of wealth. Has Lex finally overstepped the mark? Has his luck at last run out? The coolheaded young prosecutor Kal Woodson, on a mission to stamp out such abject abuse of power and position, certainly believes so, and will do everything in his power to make it stick. A classic thriller in the true sense of the word, IRONIC, by first-time novelist Paul Nagle, is a roller-coaster ride of a novel, played out on an international stage as it hurtles towards its final bitter irony ...
Hurrah! CAP Towers has been suffering from a severe irony deficit for some months now. Will IRONIC cure our entirely metaphorical anaemia? Only time, that notoriously verbose stoolie canary, will tell …

2 comments:

Gerard Brennan said...

You utter bastard. I've been humming Alanis Morissette all day! Haven't done that since I courted a Sylvia Plath fan in my teens.

gb

Declan Burke said...

Sorry, Gerard. Still, it might've been worse ... it could have been Lily Allen. Cheers, Dec

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