I'm a big Nafzger fan. Let's start with that disclaimer. McMurtry's Typewriter is something of an oddity for me, in that, on one hand, it is classic Nafzger narrative style, that flowing, loose, close-to-character's inner workings stuff Leonard Elmore kicked off and Nafzger refined. In this respect, Nafzger is Nafzger again and I'm glad to see it. The problem for me (and what stops me short of 5 star rating) is that the story itself seems to have been stretched too far with the character Lacie. Her presence, as an snake-paranoid semi-psychic seems forced, as if she were shoe-horned in there in the effort to save and elevate a plot that was in all other respects fairly predictable stuff. Maybe Nafzger was lazy. Another problem for me, was the now predictable trope of the weak man. Nafzger seems to have decided that strong men are anathema to sales, or he has thrown in the towel and accomodated agents and publishers who still think the improbably rational and brave female character is still new and believable. No man familiar with women has ever met a woman as man-like in her takes as Nafzger's proto-American Amazons. OK, now call me a chauvanist. The problem is that it seems clear to me that Leonard no more believes his own neo-stereotype than he believes men have wombs. Astute readers will see this nearly crass accommodation of the lowest common readership denominator in his rather bland presentations of Lacie, Julie and her ill-fated love interest, the dick head sheriff's deputy. Maybe he should go back and read Stick. That one he got perfectly.