Every time I started to write my paen to the predictable excellence of new crime novels by George Pelecanos and Michael Connelly, a little guy kept muscling into my consciousness, complaining about how those bestseller boys always steal the spotlight. This wise guy writer's name is Reed Farrel Coleman and he made a good case for himself.
Admittedly, I haven't been able to stop thinking about Coleman's Moe Prager mystery series ever since one of God's own divine messengers — that is, an independent bookseller — recommended it to me last year. If life were fair, Coleman would be as celebrated as Pelecanos and Connelly. Then again, if life were fair, a hard-boiled poet like Coleman would have nothing to write about.
#2. Redemption Street (978-0-9792709-0-1, paperback, $13)
#3. The James Deans (978-0-9792709-8-7, paperback, $14)