“Declan Burke is his own genre. The Lammisters dazzles, beguiles and transcends. Virtuoso from start to finish.” – Eoin McNamee “This bourbon-smooth riot of jazz-age excess, high satire and Wodehouse flamboyance is a pitch-perfect bullseye of comic brilliance.” – Irish Independent Books of the Year 2019 “This rapid-fire novel deserves a place on any bookshelf that grants asylum to PG Wodehouse, Flann O’Brien or Kyril Bonfiglioli.” – Eoin Colfer, Guardian Best Books of the Year 2019 “The funniest book of the year.” – Sunday Independent “Declan Burke is one funny bastard. The Lammisters ... conducts a forensic analysis on the anatomy of a story.” – Liz Nugent “Burke’s exuberant prose takes centre stage … He plays with language like a jazz soloist stretching the boundaries of musical theory.” – Totally Dublin “A mega-meta smorgasbord of inventive language ... linguistic verve not just on every page but every line.Irish Times “Above all, The Lammisters gives the impression of a writer enjoying himself. And so, dear reader, should you.” – Sunday Times “A triumph of absurdity, which burlesques the literary canon from Shakespeare, Pope and Austen to Flann O’Brien … The Lammisters is very clever indeed.” – The Guardian

Monday, June 11, 2007

Missing, Presumed Deadly

We’re saps for dangerous dames around these here parts, folks, and sappier than usual for the rather gorgeous Arlene Hunt (right). But enough of our hormonal ragings – what news of our femme fatale du jour? Well, she’s got her latest, Missing Presumed Dead, hitting the shops just about now, and it's a ‘compulsive thriller that deals with loss, betrayal and revenge’ if her blurb-elves are to be believed (never trust a hippy, an Arsenal fan or a blurb-elf, as the old saying goes). Her fourth novel, this is the third in the series of ‘QuicK’ investigations and finds John Quigley and Sarah Kenny (they’ll be the Q ‘n’ K’ in the QuicK office, y’see) investigating the mayhem that ensues when Katie Jones, missing and presumed dead for 26 years, returns to Dublin waving a roscoe and pumping lead. Oh, and did we mention that Arlene has a brand spanking new blog up and running to promote her new tome? No? Damn, we really are slipping. We’ll have to tell you all about that one of these days … Meanwhile, if reviews like “It’s grim, gritty, terrifying” … “A riveting thriller” … “A transfixing whodunnit” are the kind of thing that might interest you, jump down this rabbit hole for plenty more of the same.

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