
Just finished up Joe Abercrombie's "Best Served Cold". Gritty fantasy in the tradition of Cook and Wagner. Starting Philip Kerr's "A Quiet Flame: A Bernie Gunther Novel" I've got them stacked high and wide for the Summer.
"..that Country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger and midnights stay. That country composed of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on empty walks sound like rain..." RB