Just to let y’all know I’m still around, here is my latest score. It’s in beautiful shape and appears to be unread. This one is unread by me so far as well, so I’m looking forward to it.
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There are a number of elements to successful book collecting. This score can be chalked up to persistence and luck. Above is my copy of Philip, Donald Westlake’s only children’s book and among the rarest, possibly the rarest, of all of his titles. The cheapest copy I can find, one in slightly lesser condition […]
Jailed for a Joke It isn’t easy going to jail for a practical joke. Of course, this particular joke left 20 cars wrecked on the highway and two politicians’ careers in tatters—so jail is where Harold Künt landed. Now he’s just trying to keep a low profile in the Big House. He […] I’ve promoted it on several occasions, and it’s linked in the sidebar, but it’s possible that some of you here aren’t familiar with The Westlake Review. Fred Fitch (totally his real name) set out to read and review all of Donald Westlake’s novels, with the exception of pseudonymous sleaze titles. And as of shortly […] The Bond That Never Was. Two decades ago, the producers of the James Bond movies hired legendary crime novelist Donald E. Westlake to come up with a story for the next Bond film. The plot Westlake dreamed up – about a Western businessman seeking revenge after being kicked out of Hong Kong […] NB: A version of this post also appears at Existential Ennui. It may not have been a banner year thus far for book blogging chez Louis XIV/Existential Ennui—and certainly not at The Violent World of Parker, where, this post included, I’ve managed just two posts this year; some co-blogger, huh?—but it’s been a bloody […] NB: A version of this post also appears at Existential Ennui. Well, I reckon it’s about bleedin’ time I pulled me bleedin’ finger out and posted something at The Violent World of Parker, yeah? I mean, it’s not like I’ve exactly been prolific on Existential Ennui of late, but over here I haven’t posted […]
The scan didn’t work so great, because the jacket is in a plastic wrapper. I got it from a dealer for the princely sum of $2, a score indeed. It’s in great shape, and appears to be unread. Curiously, it appears that a drop of blood fell on the upper edge of the […] NB: A version of this post also appears at Existential Ennui. Trent’s been rounding up links to reviews of Levi Stahl’s excellent Westlake nonfiction miscellany The Getaway Car—and if you haven’t grabbed yourself a copy of that fine tome yet, why not?—but I’ve come across a few additional bits and bobs in the wake […] NB: A version of this post also appears at Existential Ennui. I might not have written about Donald E. Westlake much of late—just one post in the last five months, an outrageous state of affairs for which I can only apologise, especially to Violent World of Parker readers (still, at least Trent’s back now)—but […] |
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