Reviews of Satan Is Real, a new interview, Cormac McCarthy, Waylon Jennings, and Bob Dylan, Pike in French, details for Noir at the Bar, Dove Season, Frank Sinatra in a Blender

So, news. Well, I'm still busier'n hell. Satan Is Real continues to get really nice reviews. Including one from my favorite newspaper, The Onion, and this really perceptive piece from novelist Jake Hinkson. And there's a great review from my hometown paper, The Dayton Daily News – meaning, there's a couple of high school teachers who I really hope have a subscription. Also, Otis Ryan interviewed me for Dirty Roots Radio, which was a ball, and you can find me rambling about Cormac McCarthy, Waylon Jennings, Charlie Louvin and all kinds of shit over at Criminal Complex. And here's the designer of Satan Is Real's cover talking about the process at The Huffington Post.

And, in kind of the oddest and coolest news I got, if you listen right here, you can hear Bob Dylan introducing the Louvin Brothers song "Satan Is Real" on his radio show. Which is very cool, of course. But even cooler is that Mr. Dylan has requested a copy of the book Satan Is Real. I don't know what that means, but I love that he has a copy in his hands.

Also, in Pike news, it looks like the French edition from Editions Gallmeister will be available in September. I won't pretend I'm not blown away by joining an author list that includes Ed Abbey, Craig Johnson, Larry McMurtry, Tim O'Brien, and Tom Robbins.

We've also got some details on Noir at the Bar, which I'll be attending in about three weeks. This from Mr. Bar, Jedidiah Ayres:

Oky-doke kiddos, here's the official lineup for the N@B double header coming your way late in February. Two nights of walking on the dark side in St. Louis. First up, February 21st, Robert Randisi has been added to the the lineup alongside Benjamin Whitmer, Sonia Coney and Jason Makansi, so that's fantastic. How many people do you know who've read over five hundred books, let alone written that many, let alone published that many? Sure, somebody in the near future will probably take a big ol' dump all over the internets with their self-published titles and get up into the hundreds like that, but Randisi has done it the hard way, the ultimate pulp writer kids. That cat goes through keyboards faster than I go through underwear, and tossing 'em when he's worn the letters off the keys. Take that, James Patterson.

As I understand it, we'll be meeting at the Meshuggah Cafe in St. Louis. Again, cannot wait.

And I think that brings me up to date on my doings. At least for the most part.

On the non-career related side, I've been getting back to doing a little shooting. 3×5 cards up at Left Hand Canyon. And I know I keep saying this, but I can't get over how solid my 1911 has been since I put in the Ed Brown Hardcore extractor and tensioned it. I haven't had a problem of any kind, not one, and it's been well north of 1,000 rounds. (Probably more than 2,000.) I clean it about every 300-400 rounds, keep it oiled, and it just keeps banging along. I'm having so much fun.

And, of course, I'm reading and writing. I finally read Johnny Shaw's Dove Season and highly recommend it. This is crime fiction the way I dig crime fiction: a strong, individual voice rooted in place and character. I loved it. And I gotta post the cover, because it's just as great as the writing inside:

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I also want to give a huge shout out to Matthew McBride, whose Frank Sinatra in a Blender was picked up by New Pulp Press this week. He gives the lowdown here in a wonderfully titled post, "How To Get A Book Deal In 3,285 Days."

That's all I got.