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Struck by either an epiphany or a midlife crisis, Howard Owen wrote his first novel, "Littlejohn," at the age of 40. The first draft took him about 100 days. At the time, Owen was a sports editor at The Richmond Times-Dispatch. He retired in April as editorial page editor of The Free Lance-Star in Fredericksburg after 44 years in journalism. Before retirement, he never took a sabbatical, adhering instead to a schedule that includes about an hour a day for writing or revising. He finds that it is possible to do great things with an hour a day, every day. Now, in retirement, he has even more time to write. Owen's tenth novel, "Oregon Hill," published in 2012, won the Hammett Prize for best crime literature in the U.S. and Canada, given by the International Association of Crime Writers. The sequel, "The Philadelphia Quarry," came out in July of 2013. The third Willie Black mystery, "Parker Field," was published in 2014. The fourth, "The Bottom," came out this year. The fifth, "Grace," comes out in October of 2016. See prepublication review below.

First pre-pub review of Grace

Grace, the fifth Willie Black mystery, comes out in October. Here is the first pre-publication review, by veteran book critic Joan Baum.

by Joan Baum

With Grace, veteran Richmond, VA newspaper editor, reporter and feature writer Howard Owen, still sticking with investigative journalist Willie Black who continues to bite the hand that feeds him, has arguably created the best book so far in the Willie Black murder mystery series. Where the earlier four books garnered well-deserved critical acclaim and awards, Grace exhibits a tighter, more confident craftsmanship, as Owen shows that he knows how to work exposition into an engaging plot while training a jaundiced eye on his protagonist, keeping Willie the same but not quite the same. Willie, now 54, whose black father disappeared at birth and who still delights in being the good bad boy of print journalism at his paper (his nasty, venal publisher has pushed him into the late-night crime beat), has evolved into an even more sardonic chaser of the justice and truth. Hilarious at times and always cynical and selectively foul mouthed, he seems aware of time’s winged chariot – the press of time and his history of being a fuck-up. But he’s not afraid to use the L word for his lady love, whom he just might make number four, if he can rout or, more realistically, diminish his demons. He loves to drink, fight, stand pat when the dam breaks and, go where angels fear to tread. A half bro, he can mix and mix it up with whites and blacks, people of all classes, professions and vocations and relationships to the law, earning the admiration of the innocent and the criminal.

Like some others in the hard-boiled detective genre, Willie attracts because he is flawed and heroic, but he has limits about what he will do and not do to get the story, the bad guy, the girl. His honesty, integrity and ethics endear him to the various oddball men and women he interacted with in the earlier books who are back again. These include Peggy, his reefer smoking mom, Awesome Dude a former homeless derelict, his ex-wife Kate, a lawyer who is his landlord, an Indian he has befriended, his admiring colleagues both at the paper and in the police department, and his slightly estranged but beloved daughter, Andi, now an unmarried mom herself. Not to mention all those bartenders who know him well. Willie also knows himself. Of his ability to judge others, which he thinks he usually does well, he adds, “I’m my biggest fan, so maybe I’m a tad biased.” Unlike many modern day protagonists, Willie believes in “social justice, the Golden Rule, cold Millers, and forgiving women, in no particular order.” In other words, Owen is not in the downer camp of contemporary noir. But he does know how to read literary tea leaves. These say that the hot topics today that inform best sellers include racial tension, class divide, pederasty in the church, failed marriage and alcohol and drug abuse.

As with all the Willie Black books, Owen lets Willie speak for his creator’s values, which are admirable, especially at a time when good old-fashioned print journalism is dying, if not already dead, and when so-called reporting, especially in social media and on certain channels makes no pretense at accuracy, fairness or intelligence. As Willie says, “First-person stories by reporters give me the heebie-jeebies. They smack too much of the kind of `look-at-me’ journalism that some of my compatriots seem to prefer to actually digging and sticking to the facts.” As for the state of the world, it’s easy to take a nihilist line, but Willie is more nuanced that that. He sees that the world is divided “into two equally reprehensible groups, both earnestly involved in their life’s work: judging and affixing blame while assiduously eschewing spell check.” If there is a God, he finds himself thinking, he wonders “ why the hell are we still here? Isn’t it about time for another flood?” But he knows why he is here, and that it to make things right. He has for all his agnosticism a good smattering of . . . grace.

Kirkus Review of Grace

Kirkus Review July 28 and August 15 2016 GRACE, by Howard Owen

Publisher: The Permanent Press $28.00, 246 page hardcover, pub date October 31 ISBN 978-1-57962-434-7 Category: Fiction Classification: Mystery

Proof positive that despite the title of police reporter Willie Black's fourth appearance (The Bottom, 2015, etc.), things can indeed get worse for both the city of Richmond and its daily newspaper. No wonder Belman "Shorty" Cole, the paper's own security guard, is angry enough to come to work with a gun he uses to threaten Willie, temporary publisher Rita Dominick, and whomever else is within shouting and shooting distance. Shorty's 10-year-old nephew, a good kid named Artesian Cole, has gone missing; the police don't seem to care; and his uncle is sure the boy's dead.

Soon enough the discovery of Artesian's body proves Shorty to be right, and Police Chief L.D. Jones rouses himself enough to arrest Sam McNish, who ran Children of God, an after-school program that had given Artesian some hope of pulling himself out of the city's East End. The evidence against McNish is pretty much limited to the fact that he was the last person to see the boy alive, supplemented by a steady drip of insinuations about his inappropriate behavior toward his charges dispensed by teacher's aide Stella Barnes, who turns out to be his spiteful ex-girlfriend. Willie's inquiries suggesting that Artesian may be only the latest in a series of disappearances of young black males stretching back 20 years are suddenly eclipsed by the discovery of an even more recent victim, Pulitzer Prize-winning ex-city council member James N. Alderman, whose distinguished career of mentorship for people like Sam McNish ends when he's tortured to death. This second murder clarifies things for Willie, but in ways that don't sit at all well with Rita Dominick, and the race is on between his attempts to gather new evidence and her attempts to shut him down for good.

Owen uses his reflective, self-destructive hero to illuminate both the racial problems of his hometown and the ongoing death of the newspaper he loves, even though it doesn't love him back.

Latest review for The Bottom (Aug. publication)

New York Journal of Books August 31, 2015

The Bottom by Howard Owen (Willie Black Series, Book 4)

Reviewed by D. R. Meredith

“The Bottom by Howard Owen races along at breakneck speed, hardly pausing long enough to allow one to catch a breath.”

Willie Black, hard-smoking and hard drinking crime reporter for a Richmond, Virginia, newspaper is trying to reform after a drunken argument with girlfriend Cindy. “I hardly drink anymore, and I’ve cut way back on the Camels.” Willie is exaggerating as he admits to himself. “Of course, this means two drinks a day instead of six and maybe six cigarettes instead of a pack.”

The point is that Willie is trying to be a better person, but one area where he has no intention of changing is his obsession to track down a story, tackle it to the ground, and write it up for the front page. “I just want to get a story and sink my teeth into it like a pit bull with anger issues.”

His current story is the Tweety Bird Killer, a serial killer who in the last eighteen months has killed four young women and tattooed the cartoon character on their ankles. Willie is not above lying to get his story. Perhaps lying is the wrong word. When he interviews the guard of the train station where the body is dumped, Willie doesn’t lie, not technically anyway.

“I tell him I have a few more questions about the dead body that somehow materialized just outside the lobby, on his watch. I somehow forget to mention that I’m asking on behalf of our shrinking readership rather than the police.”

Thanks to this oversight on Willie’s part, he learns the guard was lured from his post to a bar by a phone call from Willie’s own daughter, Andi. This is not good news. Willie is not happy to see Andi involved even in a small way in the Tweety Bird Case.

“I got this call, on my cell. The guy said there was an envelope under the napkin at the bar. . .there were two twenties and a note. The guy said one twenty was for me and the other one was for drinks for this guy I was supposed to call.”

Willie’s problem is to track down whoever made the phone call, a difficult job since he has no idea who he is looking for. Neither do the police until a low life photographer named Ronnie Sax started showing his neighbor some porn shots of underage girls. The neighbor calls the cops, who find photos of two of the victims on Ronnie’s computer.

This is not Ronnie’s first arrest on porn charges. On the previous occasion Willie was blunt about his feelings. “As the father of a daughter, I think now that, in a similar situation, I might have shot Ronnie Sax.” Still, as a serial killer Ronnie Sax is not a serious suspect as far as Willie Black is concerned.

A better suspect is Wat Chenault, a fat, aging former state senator, whose political career was torpedoed when Willie discovered that Chenault was cavorting with a 14-year-old girl in a hotel room, and wrote a story about it, with an accompanying photo.

Chenault is suing the newspaper because Willie resurrected the story after the sleazy Chenault announces plans to develop The Bottom, a section of old Richmond where an unmarked slave cemetery is supposed to exist. Willie is bi-racial, and it’s possible some of his father’s ancestors are buried in that cemetery.

Putting aside Chenault’s plans for real estate development, the slave cemetery, and his penchant for underage girls, there is the fact that Willie can find no trace of the teenager who originally ripped away the former state senator’s mask of respectability. She disappeared shortly after Willie originally broke the story and has not been seen since.

Ronnie Sax is arrested. The Tweety Bird Killer is in jail. Richmond women are safe. When Willie receives letters from someone claiming to be the real killer, and furthermore reveals details about the victims that the police have withheld from the public, Willie knows the murderer is still free. “Sax looks like a natural. I was pretty much ready to pull the switch myself. Now, with the letter, I’m not so sure.”

If the Tweety Bird Killer isn’t Ronnie Sax, and it isn’t Wat Chenault, and Willie now has a good reason to believe that Wat may be a scumbag, but not a killer, then who is raping and murdering the young women of Richmond?

The Bottom by Howard Owen races along at breakneck speed, hardly pausing long enough to allow one to catch a breath. Written in sparse journalistic style, with few adjectives and no unnecessary words, The Bottom features wonderful characters who are just eccentric enough to be amusing without being stereotypes. While some mystery fans may not care for Willie’s use of profanity, it is appropriate to his character. This is a perfect read for those who like their mysteries blunt and to the point.

The Bottom

Here are some nice pre-publication reviews for The Bottom, the fourth Willie Black mystery. It comes out in August.

Publishers Weekly

Howard Owen. Permanent, $28 (208p) ISBN 9781579623920

Willie Black has the tenacity of a bulldog when chasing a story or a bad guy, as shown in Owen’s satisfying fourth mystery featuring the Richmond, Va., newspaper reporter (after 2014’s Parker Field). A serial killer dubbed Tweety Bird has just claimed his fourth victim, a 14year old girl, probably a runaway, found in Richmond’s rundown Main Street train station. On her ankle is the killer’s signature tattoo of a cartoon bird. After the police arrest sleazy photographer Ronnie Sax for the crime, Willie starts receiving threatening handwritten letters with information only the killer could know. Meanwhile, a former state senator is pushing an ambitious development plan for the Richmond neighborhood known as the Bottom, much to its residents’ dismay. Willie carries a lot of personal baggage, including a fractured (but not broken) family, three divorces, a couple of rocky romances, and a drinking problem sort of under control, but readers can count on him to deliver in the end. (Aug.)

Booklist June 1, 2015

Aug 2015. 208 p. Permanent Press, hardcover, $28. (9781579623920).

Newspaperman Willie Black was born 60 years too late, and he’s unhappy about it. His century’s

reporters were bourbon soaked, and when they weren’t playing poker, they were bringing down

scoundrels. Nowadays, the birdcage liner—his term—Willie works for in Richmond, Virginia, is

staffed by sycophants and run by weasels, and he loves to tell us all about it. His rants are

interrupted by murders he must solve. This time (following Parker Field, 2014), someone is

killing teenage girls, and after the cops jail a former newspaper photographer, Willie still has his

doubts. After all, he keeps getting letters from someone claiming to be the real killer. And he has

inside dope. As the story unfolds, Willie faces the killer, battles a greedy developer’s plan to

junk up the landscape, and installs a spine in the newspaper’s publisher—all the while displaying

an easy humor and a sweet good nature that belies his cynicism. At one point, he wonders if his

woman could really care about, “a 53-year-old bald man who needs to lose weight.” Of course,

she could. We do. — Don Crinklaw

Kirkus Reviews Review Issue Date: June 15, 2015; Online Publish Date: June 4, 2015

THE BOTTOM Author: Howard Owen

Publisher:Permanent Press Pages: 208; Price ( Hardcover ): $28.00; Publication Date: August 31,

2015; ISBN 978-1-57962-392-0;Category: Fiction; Classification: Mystery

Willie Mays Black, reporter/drinker/police gadfly, searches for a serial killer in Owen's (Parker

Field, 2014, etc.) fourth crime caper. Young women, each corpse marked with a distinctive

tattoo, have been discovered in Richmond, Virginia. Ronnie Sax, one-time photojournalist, full-

time pornographer, possessed all the right perversions, and the cops jailed him. Even Willie

thinks he's guilty until he begins getting threats that his single, pregnant, bar-tending, college-age

daughter, Andi, will be targeted unless Sax is released. Sax's sister provides an alibi, and he's

freed. Willie's suspicions turn to an ex-pol he exposed for bedding an underage girl. Now

lobbying to desecrate a slave burial ground with big box stores, that fellow, Wat Chenault, is

"fronting for a bunch of bright-eyed hustlers who claim they'll grow the tax base." Owen drops

deft characterizations page upon page: Willie as "a busybody who loves getting paid to snoop,"

and the true killer as "something out of the latest chainsaw movie." Clean and clear, not an

extraneous word or scene, Owen's plot flashes along like a tense edition of Law & Order: SVU.

A former reporter, Owen enjoys knifing the newspapers business's bean counters, eager to ignore

breaking news in pursuit of the bottom line. A little black comedy provides the knife twist when

a former publisher makes the obits after an unfortunate meeting of Segway and city bus. Owen

incorporates regulars like Willie's mother, the dope-smoking Peggy; Awesome Dude, Peggy's

part-time lodger and part-time street wanderer; and Sarah, a young female reporter Willie fears

may give up the news beat to chase a bigger paycheck. Owen has a solid grip on people and

lace and the social and racial tensions buzzing through a city haunted by history—a perfect

milieu for nuanced crime capers.

Pulp Den http://pulplair.blogspot.com/2015/04/the-bottom.html, Night To Dawn Magazine

The Bottom (Murder Mystery) by Howard Owen Rating 5-Stars

“A Masterful Tale of Murder and Mystery.”

Richmond, Virginia is going through some growing pains at the moment, as an ex-senator, now

a building contractor, is trying to build a business center on the site where slaves were buried

and the black community is up in arms. Newspaper crime reporter, Willie Mays Black is on their

side, but he and the ex-senator have a past connection that goes back to when the ex-senator

was caught in bed with a 14-year-old girl, and Willie helped ruin his political career. The ex-

senator is looking for reasons to sue the newspaper because of Willie and their stand against

his building project. But Willie has other problems at the moment. The fourth victim of the

Tweety Bird killer was just found at the train station, and Willie is working on that case. The

victims are all young girls, runaways, raped and tortured, then tattooed with the image of

Tweety Bird on their ankle before they were killed. Willie thinks that maybe the ex-senator is

the guilty party due to his preference for underage girls. Now, the lawsuit may bring a stop to

his investigation.

This was another fantastic Willie Black murder mystery in his little community of Richmond. The

author recently retired after 44 years as a veteran newspaper man, and knows the inside and

outs of newspaper work The reader is pulled into the story, and the characters come alive; the

reader may even want to drop by Penny Lane for a couple of beers and a Camel with Willie,

listening to his tales of growing up on The Hill, while he’s taking a break from the office. This is a

masterful tale of murder and mystery, and Willie Black isn’t afraid of stepping on

toes—publishers, police or perps. Highly recommended.

Tom Johnson, Detective Mystery Stories

Woo-hoo!

OREGON HILL NAMED WINNER OF NORTH AMERICAN HAMMETT PRIZE

The North American Branch of the International Association of Crime Writers is pleased to announce that Oregon Hill, by Howard Owen (Permanent), has been named the winner of the organization's annual HAMMETT PRIZE for a work of literary excellence in the field of crime writing.
The winning title was chosen by a group of three distinguished outside judges: Rob Dougherty, Manager of the Clinton Book Shop, in New Jersey; Janet Groth, author of The Receptionist: An Education at The New Yorker; and Edward D. Miller, professor of Film and Theatre (CUNY), and author of Tomboys, Pretty Boys, and Outspoken Women: The Media Revolution of 1973. The judges selected from among five finalists nominated from the hundreds of crime books published in 2012. These five titles were selected by the organization's nominations committee headed by J. Madison Davis.
Other books nominated for the 2012 HAMMETT PRIZE were Defending Jacob: A Novel(Delacorte), by William Landay; Truth Like the Sun: A Novel (Knopf), by Jim Lynch; Patient Number 7 (McClelland & Stewart), by Kurt Palka; and Alif the Unseen (Emblem/Canada; Grove/US), by G. Willow Wilson.
Mr. Owen was awarded a bronze trophy, designed by West Coast sculptor, Peter Boiger. The award ceremony took place on October 1, in Somerset, New Jersey, during the New Atlantic Independent Booksellers Association’s (NAIBA) Fall Conference.

Willie Black is back in "The Philadelphia Quarry" a sequel to be released in 2013

The Philadelphia Quarry

To be published July 2013

Black is back. Willie Black was last seen, in Oregon Hill, risking the final tattered remnants of his checkered career – and his life – to free a man almost everyone else believed was guilty of one of Richmond’s most heinous murders.

Willie’s still employed by the city’s daily newspaper, still covering the night police beat with its DDGBs and dirt naps, still avoiding the hawk that periodically swoops down to pluck away a few more of his colleagues in a business that was foundering even before the Great Recession. He still drinks too much, smokes too much and disobeys too much. The only thing that keeps him employed: He’s a damn fine reporter. Even his beleaguered bosses would concede that.

In The Philadelphia Quarry (which will be published in July of 2013), Willie puts himself on a collision course with a part of Richmond that a boy growing up in Oregon Hill could only experience through illicit midnight sorties at the city’s most exclusive swimming hole. The Quarry was where Alicia Parker Simpson identified Richard Slade as her rapist, 28 years ago. Then, five days after DNA evidence freed Slade from the prison system in which he had spent his adult life, Alicia Simpson is shot to death at a stoplight en route to her gym.

Hardly anyone doubts that Richard Slade did it. Who could blame him? But Willie has his doubts. When the full weight of the city’s old money falls on him, trying to quash the story, he only becomes more determined to get at the thing that always seems to get him in trouble – the truth. The fact that Richard Slade is his cousin, a link to his long-dead African-American father, only makes Willie more tenacious.

In the end, Willie will be drawn back to the Philadelphia Quarry, where it all started so long ago and where the truth lies, waiting to pounce.

The New York Times said Willie "speaks the local language, a crisp and colorful urban idiom we can’t wait to hear again." Kirkus Reviews wrote, "Willie Black deserves a sequel." Publishers Weekly added, "Readers will hope that Willie will soon return."

By popular demand, Willie’s back, and he’s not backing down.　

Here's what the pre-pub reviewers are saying about The Philadelphia Quarry

Kirkus Reviews

Owen’s (Oregon Hill, 2012, etc.) hard-drinking Richmond reporter Willie Black has an inside track on a blockbuster crime story that’s "red meat for the on-the-airheads."

Richard Slade, a 17-year-old African-American, spent three decades incarcerated for the 1983 rape of debutante Alicia Parker Simpson, daughter of an old-money Commonwealth Club family. It was a he-said, she-said case relegated to an incompetent public defender. Slade ended up in prison.

Now Slade is proven innocent by DNA technology. Free only days, Slade is jailed again, charged with Simpson’s murder. It’s another quixotic case for Willie Black, the perfect flawed hero, too often with the bottle, too often defying his bosses.

Willie long ago lost a prime beat and was shuffled to night duty, but when

an innocent guy takes the fall, Willie thinks first with his wrong-side-of-town, chip-on-the-shoulder mindset. Owen’s secondary characters are superb. Kate, an attorney and Willie’s ex-wife No. 3, allows Willie to rent her Prestwould condo and keeps him out of court when he picks up a DUI. She’s also on Slade’s case, seconding spotlight-hound Marcus Green, eager to prove "the racist system can’t do it."

Willie’s marijuana-loving mother, Peggy, reappears, as does venerable Clara Westbrook, one of the Richmond elite and now a resident of Prestwould. Peggy offhandedly reveals that Willie and Slade are distantly related through Willie’s light-skinned African-American father, and Clara gives him the down low on Alicia’s society-maven sister and schizophrenic brother.

Against a backdrop of advertising-suppressed investigative print journalism, Owen uses race and class, coupled with a Faulknerian family tragedy, to provide a powerful narrative engine. While the complex noir drama keeps the pages turning, crime-fiction buffs might identify the actual rapist early in the narrative, but the murderer and motivation complete the storyline perfectly.

A quick-flowing crime drama that will have fans eager for Willie Black to right another injustice.

Booklist

Narrator Willie, who charmed readers in Oregon Hill (2012), is a hard drinking, old-style newsman who still takes notes with pen and pad and takes his chances with the powers-that-be to get at the truth. A well-plotted mystery elevated above the norm by Owen’s mastery of character development and his creation of a compelling hero.

Publishers Weekly

Richmond, Va., reporter Willie Black proves himself a dogged, flawed, and tarnished knight of the Fourth Estate in Owen’s strong sequel to 2012’s Oregon Hill, a Hammett Prize finalist. Owen has a knack for creating quirky but credible characters, from homeless “Awesome Dude” to Simpson’s aristocratic older sister, Lewis Witt.

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Hammett Prize finalist Oregon Hill...

Oregon Hill

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Willie Black has squandered a lot of things in his life - his liver, his lungs, a couple of former wives and a floundering daughter can all attest to his abuse. He's lucky to be employed, having managed to drink and smart-talk his way out of a nice, cushy job covering (and partying with) the politicians down at the capitol.

Now, he's back on the night cops beat, right where he started when he came to work for the Richmond paper almost 30 years ago. The thing Willie's always had going for him, though, all the way back to his hardscrabble days as a mixed-race kid on Oregon Hill, where white was the primary color and fighting was everyone's favorite leisure pastime, was grit. His mother, the drug-addled Peggy, gave him that if nothing else. He never backed down then, and he shows no signs of changing.

When a co-ed at the local university where Willie's daughter is a perpetual student is murdered, her headless body found along the South Anna River, the hapless alleged killer is arrested within days.

Everyone but Willie seems to think: Case Closed. But Willie, against the orders and advice of his bosses at the paper, the police and just about everyone else, doesn't think the case is solved at all. He embarks on a one-man crusade to do what he's always done: get the story.

On the way, Willie runs afoul of David Junior Shiflett, a nightmare from his youth who's now a city cop, and awakens another dark force, one everyone thought disappeared a long time ago. And a score born in the parking lot of an Oregon Hill beer joint 40 years ago will finally be settled.

The truth is out there. Willie Black's going to dig it out or die trying.

Raves for Oregon Hill:

Willie Black is all business — newspaper business. In OREGON HILL (Permanent Press, $28), Howard Owen’s world-weary crime reporter covers the night beat for a hard-pressed daily in Richmond, Va. When Willie’s number comes up for downsizing, he wins a reprieve by chasing the terrific story he’s working on here — about a headless corpse tossed in the South Anna River. Owen has recruited his sick, sad and creatively crazy characters from a rough neighborhood cut off from the rest of the city when the expressway was built. If anyone is watching out for the forgotten citizens of Oregon Hill, it’s Willie, who grew up there and speaks the local language, a crisp and colorful urban idiom we can’t wait to hear again. -- The New York Times

Owen knows his setting, his dialogue is spot-on and his grasp of the down-and-dirty work of the police and news reporters lends authenticity to the narrative. This is Southern literature as expected, with a touch of noir, and with a touch of Dennis LeHane’s Mystic River. Willie Black deserves a sequel. -- Kirkus

The deft and surprising plot builds to a satisfying ending. Readers will hope that Willie will soon return in a sequel. --Publishers Weekly

Owen is a careful, precise writer, creating characters so real that we have to keep reminding themselves they’re fiction, and stories so haunting that they stay with the reader long after the books are back on the shelf.--Booklist

Oregon Hill is a wondrous trip into the world of sarcastic newspaper reporters, bad cops, and murder most foul. Mr. Owen writes in a captivating voice, his acute observations granting authenticity to the bullet-speed pace of the story. Newspaperman Willie Black is masterfully created, ink and dark humor coursing through his hardboiled veins. It is hoped that this is the beginning of a series of books starring Willie and crew. Bring on the sequel!--New York Journal of Books

Reminiscent of Carl Hiaasen’s Basket Case, Oregon Hill is as smart as it is thrilling, a true literary page-turner.--Small Press Reviews