“The desk calendar said March twenty-fourth. It could have said any other day and the same thing might have happened. That is, I could have become mixed up with the painted skull. Still, if I had just skipped March twenty-fourth – say been on a big party and not sobered up – maybe I would have missed a lot of unpleasant things. Well, I didn’t miss March twenty-fourth, so I didn’t miss the damned skull or the trail of violence along which it gyrated.”
- From Lady, That's My Skull by Carl Shannon
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Carl Shannon
Posted by Sleestak at 11/10/2007 09:26:00 AM
Labels: Carl Shannon, Crime Fiction, Lady That's My Skull, Noir
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So that is what you got for Christmas. Accepting "gifts" as part of your campaign? It sounds like you have sold yourself, just as iSplotchy has. Who was the lobbyist that gave you this "book?"
ReplyDeleteIt's not a gift, it's an honorarium.
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