Noirboiled Notes

Pulp poems, book reviews, and other tidbits from the noirboiled world

Monday, January 26, 2015

Pulp Poem of the Week

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Out of food, out of liquor, even out of coffee.           Lionel White           The Snatchers           1953
Monday, January 19, 2015

Pulp Poem of the Week

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“In the room the women come and go Talking of Michael Angelo.” Does that suggest anything to you, sir? Yeah—it suggests to...
Monday, January 12, 2015

Pulp Poem of the Week

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He coiled a forearm far back of his own shoulder, swung rabidly with it, caught the bodyguard flat-handed on the side of the face w...
Monday, January 5, 2015

Pulp Poem of the Week

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It is is not necessary to know what a person is a afraid of. It is enough to know the person is afraid.           Lawrence Block         ...
Monday, December 29, 2014

Pulp Poem of the Week

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This was his Sunday choke. It would have squirted sap from a tree.           Cornell Woolrich           Strangler’s Serenade           195...
Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Book Review: Lawrence Block, A Stab in the Dark (1981)

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Spoilers follow:   I feel like a broken record, or maybe a corrupted MP3 file, waiting for the great series that I know is coming but is n...
Monday, December 22, 2014

Pulp Poem of the Week

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So rarely is the truth the simplest possible answer.           Donald E. Westlake           “Party Animal”           19...
Monday, December 15, 2014

Book Review: Lawrence Block, In the Midst of Death (1976)

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Three books into the Matthew Scudder series, I suspect that there may be some self-fulfilling prophecy at work in my reactions thus far: I...

Pulp Poem of the Week

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I hope I break even today; I could use the cash.           Donald E. Westlake           “Horse Laugh”           1986
Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Book Review: Lawrence Block, Time to Murder and Create (1976)

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In  Time to Murder and Create , the second Matthew Scudder novel, a dead man leaves Scudder payment to find his killer, and our hero pur...
Monday, December 8, 2014

Pulp Poem of the Week

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Life is a gamble, at terrible odds— if it was a bet you wouldn’t take it.           Tom Stoppard           Rosencrantz ...
Monday, December 1, 2014

Pulp Poem of the Week

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You open a door in New York, you never know what’s in there.           Donald E. Westlake           Get R...
Friday, November 28, 2014

Book Review: Don Tracy, Last Year's Snow (1937)

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Last Year’s Snow  is the third of four novels published by unsung noirboiled pioneer Don Tracy in the 1930s. This everyman  noir complè...
Monday, November 24, 2014

Pulp Poem of the Week

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If it hadn’t been what it was, it would’ve been beautiful.           Megan Abbott           Dare Me           2012 
Wednesday, November 19, 2014

My apologies . . .

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My apologies to anyone who has left a comment recently only to have me ignore it. I have just discovered that my comments notifications have...
Monday, November 17, 2014

Pulp Poem of the Week

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Never break a law you don’t intend to break.           Donald E. Westlake           “Ask a Silly Question”           1981
Sunday, November 16, 2014

Book Review: Donald E. Westlake, The Mercenaries [a.k.a. The Smashers, a.k.a. The Cutie] (1960)

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This mob whodunit would probably not have warranted a reprint by Hard Case Crime were it not Donald E. Westlake’s debut (or, more accurate...
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Monday, November 10, 2014

Pulp Poem of the Week

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all life is six to five against           Damon Runyon           “A Nice Price”           1937
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