by Vincent McCaffrey | Sep 22, 2017 | Blog, Novels
[Another titillation from A Republic of Books, the novel in progress, the rest of which may be found elsewhere on this ethereal site] * Smelling guns and firing roses a killing with kindness ‘There are more booby traps in the original Constitution of the United...
by Vincent McCaffrey | Sep 2, 2017 | Blog, Novels
[A tasty new collop that speaks for itself, taken from the work in progress, A Republic of Books] However, my favorite scene in that book is the encounter between Henry Knox, Phillis Wheatley, and John Peters, her future husband. I liked it so much that I have already...
by Vincent McCaffrey | Aug 27, 2017 | Blog, Novels
[ Yet another morsel of John Finn to be eaten alone or with the greater meal] “The thunder had rumbled at my heels all the way, but the shower had passed off in another direction; though if it had not, I half believed that I should get above it. I at length reached...
by Vincent McCaffrey | Aug 19, 2017 | Blog, Novels
[a tasty portion from another novel, John Finn, written a while back. It seems to work by itself.] It seems to me that if a novel isn’t about a man and a woman then it ought to be about why it’s not about a man and a woman. I’ve come to this conclusion rather...
by Vincent McCaffrey | Jun 3, 2017 | Blog, Novels
When simple murder is not enough [and yet another bit from the seemingly never ending novel A Republic of Books, that is the ‘work in progress’, more of which is to be found elsewhere on this ethereal site.] I once wrote a novel about Phidias. There is...
by Vincent McCaffrey | Feb 13, 2016 | Blog, Novels
A fragment of marble from Mount Pentelicus [being a small sum of the novel in progress, A Republic of Books] Nevertheless, at the end of some days, the weight of such matters does add up. Or perhaps I’m just getting too old for it. Finally alone, and at home, I...
