I can’t remember where I first heard his name (I browse so many sites), but he’s everything I want in an author. Smart. Organized. And, best of all, laugh-out-loud funny. I finished “The Good Cop”, the fourth in Parks’ series, and immediately ordered his first, “Faces of the Gone”. It’s all I can do…it’s taking all the limited will-power I have…to finish this blog before I dive into that book. I should spend some time working on my short story, it has a deadline (Ohp, that’s Carter’s cat’s name…will smile every time I type ‘deadline’ now), of May 1 but, like I’ve already pointed out, my will-power is limited.
Only those who really love to read will understand the high of finding a writer who fulfills everything you enjoy in a book. And there were a couple of times during “The Good Cop” that I felt impending disappointment. That high happens so rarely, I admit to pessimism.
First, there was a typo a couple of pages into the book. Those don’t usually bother readers, but they do irritate writers. Readers will forgive typos. They tolerate flawed copy editors. Writers expect, especially from New York editors and publishers, perfection. Not fair, I know, but it’s certainly what I expect. Fortunately, there was only the one and I forgot about it two pages later.
Then, as I neared the end and was doing my best not to skim because that’s what happens when all I want to know is…what happens?…I worried that the denouement was heading for a contrived resolution. And I hate those. When an author wraps everything up with a hasty coincidence. BUT MR. PARKS DIDN’T! Let me just say that Mr. Parks is a wonder at creating characters that are believable, constant, and lovably corrupt.
So, for those friends of mine that love to read a good mystery, and that’s most of you, though I’m thinking mainly of Val, Mar, Sis, LindaMS, and Barb, go here: http://www.bradparksbooks.com/good-cop.php and order this book. You won’t regret it, and I’d love to hear your opinion on it.
Now, I must go. It’s pouring rain, Frank is at work, the nook is charged, and the tea is brewed. Life is good.