I’m a big cemetery guy. Whenever my wife and I travel to Europe we look in a cemeteries, like Pere La Chaise in Paris, where we spent hours trying to find Edith Piaf’s grave or when we went to the incredibly moving cemetery at Ste-Maire Eglise where the D-Day troops are buried.
I’m way behind in my coverage of the Scandinavian thriller surge in world publishing, not having even read a Stieg Larsson thriller, so I’ll try to make it up by reviewing a finely wrought thriller by first-time Swedish author Alexander Soderberg.
Wisconsin poet Thomas R. Smith writes that Kristin Laurel’s new book of poetry will “burn itself on your memory.”
Not long ago I raved about a first novel written by a neighbor down the road at Lake Elmo. His name was Jim Trevis.
As the River Falls Reads program winds down and folks who have read and enjoyed Michael Shaara’s Pulitzer-Prize winning novel about the Battle of Gettysburg, “The Killer Angels,” I’m happy to report that although Shaara died in 1988, his family lives on in the person of his son, Jeff Shaara.