Apparently, Irishman and current Aussie is in country and will be at the Noir at the Bar in Manhattan reading tonight. So I'm off on a looooong drive for that. He says I should be prepared to be underwhelmed. I say after a drive like that, not a whole lot can be underwhelming. If you're in the area, Shade Bar in the Village, 6:00 p.m. If everyone shows up who didn't show up for the one where I read in November, that'll be, um, a lot of people.
I was asked to participate in the International Thriller Writers Round Table discussion this week. The topic is about whether ambiguity is increasingly blurring the concepts of good and evil in the modern thriller. This is the first time I've done something like this. The format appears to be a simple string of posts to this page. There are a dozen writers participating which strikes me as too many. The string runs for a week and anyone can comment, and I hope that they do. If only the twelve writers post anything, I kinda sorta wonder how long it will be before everyone steps on everyone else. Already I see authors' own works used as examples, not that there's anything wrong with that, but I won't go there myself. Hopefully there's nothing wrong with that, either. I really hope the topic morphs into something new and different so the discussion becomes something more dynamic than just a small group of people stating their own opinions. But of course you can read mine (fifth from the top) once you scroll past the twelve author bios. Come by, post something. Find a way to insert some ambiguity into the phrase, "You suck!" and I'll be sure to answer.
