Been hanging out in the Delta with my friend Dave Robichaux. I don’t know how old Dave actually is now (two hundred three or so?), but he’s still kicking butt, breaking hearts and doing his own yardwork at his peaceful Cajun cottage on the bayou. No matter. For the creator of this all-time great detective series, I’ll willingly suspend any disbelief. The man is a writer. He can tell a story and write up a storm.
You do know James Lee Burke, don’t you? If you don’t or you think he’s mass market dross ‘cause he’s on every drugstore rack, get over it and get on with it. If you’re a returning devotee like me, New Iberia Blues is a good place to jump back in. If you’re a devotee-to-be, start here or anywhere, or, if you want, go back to where it all began with The Neon Rain. You will, anyway. Feel the soft bayou breezes through the window screen, fluttering the curtains just before the storm.
Full Disclosure: A review copy of this book was provided to me by Simon & Schuster via NetGalley. I would like to thank the publisher and the author for providing me this opportunity. All opinions expressed herein are my own.