When Garda Inspector Benedict Devlin is summoned to a burning barn, he finds inside the charred remains of a man who is quickly identified as a local drug dealer, Martin Kielty. It soon becomes clear that Kielty’s death was no accident, and suspicion falls on a local vigilante group. Former paramilitaries, the men call themselves The Rising. Meanwhile, a former colleague’s teenage son has gone missing during a seaside camping trip. Devlin is relieved when the boy’s mother, Caroline Williams, receives a text message from her son’s phone, and so when a body is reported, washed up on a nearby beach, the inspector is baffled. When another drug dealer is killed, Devlin realises that the spate of deaths is more complex than mere vigilantism. But just as it seems he is close to understanding the case, a personal crisis will strike at the heart of Ben’s own family, and he will be forced to confront the compromises his career has forced upon him. With his fourth novel, McGilloway announces himself as one of the most exciting crime novelists around: gripping, heartbreaking and always surprising, THE RISING is a tour de force – McGilloway’s most personal novel so far.For more details on both gigs, clickety-click here …
Meanwhile, and staying oop North, the firm-but-fair guardian of Crime Scene Norn Iron, Gerard Brennan, announces the publication of REQUIEMS FOR THE DEPARTED, a rather intriguing collection of crime short stories adapted from Irish mythology. Gerard was kind enough to ask me if I wanted to submit an offering to the anthology, which generosity I was stupid enough to decline, and I’ve already dislocated one hip trying to kick my sorry ass. Anyway, the line-up of contributors includes Ken Bruen, Stuart Neville, Adrian McKinty, Garbhan Downey, Arlene Hunt, Maxim Jakubowski, Sam Millar, Tony Black and – oh yes! – Brian McGilloway, among others. Gerard and Mike Stone are on editing duties, and it sounds like an absolute cracker, chaps. Come the launch party, the dry Pimms are on me …
4 comments:
Forget the Pimms. Lets have it like an Ulster wedding - the Jaffas all down one side of the room drinking Bushmills and the Rebs all down the other sipping Jameson.
Apparently Pimms is the post-conflict tipple of choice in such gatherings, squire - when everyone looks like a complete tool, then no one is a complete tool.
Cheers, Dec
Excellent shout-out. Cheers, Dec.
Can we Irish up the Pimms with Bush and/or Jameson?
Oh, and can I have a paper umbrella in mine? Blue, not pink. Just to butch it up a little.
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I've recently read The Rising and the author certainly is on form with this one- a very good read indeed. My review is in the queue at Euro Crime. I enjoyed this one much more than the previous one, Bleed a River Deep.
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