Man. MAN. That's some fucked up shit, right there. I have so much to say about this book that I don't know where I should start or how to say anything, and last night when I started this review, I was just kind of stuck in a kind of disturbed loss for words. And I've seen the movie and I knew wha...
Sometimes I wonder why I keep reading mysteries. Most of them are formulaic and the endings are often disappointing. Either predictable or improbable. Then comes along a book that is not just a good mystery but a great book. “Clokers” is such a book.The author Richard Price wrote for the HBO ...
I absolutely loved this book. I read it because of a recommendation of a coworker who knows I'm obsessed with The Wire - I never would have picked up this book on my own, even though I knew he wrote some episodes for the show. I didn't think I was capable of enjoying a crime novel. So I was pl...
It starts as an unpretentious tale of a group of people in the sixties in New York. It becomes a notable piece of writing, a reference of a life style. Growing from a simple plot, ordinary context and normal people, this book turns into a sensible and meaningful experience. A bunch of sixteen yea...
This is the book that made me want to read. Before this book, I hated to read, all the books we were forced to read in school sucked big time, so i had no desire to read any other books. This book was sitting on my dad's book selve forever, having nothing to do, I decided to give it a try. This w...
playground shooting of a sixteen-year-old in Fort Tryon Park took him and Mayo over the Macombs Dam Bridge to Lincoln Hospital in the Bronx. The victim’s brothers were sitting in a small, dreary waiting room, three of them, mute and seething, visions of payback already playing in their eyes. They...
La Donna was still sleeping and I slipped right back into the hunger. Anytime I got up before her I would lie in bed just in case when she woke up she might feel like it. She would always tell me she wasn't a morning person. I guess that meant opposed to an evening person, although I wasn't seein...
"I don't want to know his name." Billys voice quivering. "I understand," Matty said, thinking, Then move to Greenland. "I don't want his name in my head." "No." "I'm not going to ask to see him," Billy said. "That wouldn't be a good idea." "He said he did it?" "Yeah." Matty sipped his third drink...