Shameless nepotism? Probably. But I own the place, so I can get away with behavior like this.
My big brother Marcus’s latest novel, The Amateurs, is available at finer retail establishments throughout the universe today, as well as via the electron sea at locales such as Amazon. I strongly urge you to buy it, because I have read it and it is excellent.
The Chicago Tribune called Marcus “the reigning prince of crime fiction,” which was a nice thing to say. Marcus has managed to remain pretty humble despite being a prince. He hasn’t gotten fat or done blow off hookers or anything that you expect princes to do; instead he writes slavishly nearly every day, and when he’s not writing slavishly he tours around the country on his own dime (but at the publisher’s insistence) in his busted-up Acura, visiting bookstores and signing copies of his novels. Having seen how much work it is to be a successful novelist, I count my blessings every day that all I have to do is maintain a freaking blog.
The Amateurs brings his total number of published novels to four, with the first three already snapped up by Hollywood production companies. Ben Affleck’s company got rights to The Blade Itself, his debut. I’ve kind of lost track of who got the others, but I think Tobey Maguire is involved somewhere. The two in the middle – At the City’s Edge and Good People – are also quite lovely. At the City’s Edge is actually dedicated to moi, which makes it the BEST AND MOST IMPORTANT BOOK IN THE WORLD.
You can catch semi-weekly editions of Marcus at The Outfit blog, a gang of Chicago crime novelists who take turns ruminating about writing, rodents, politics, the justice system, and most everything else under the sun.
Marcus will be all aww-shucks when he sees this post, but you gotta support your brother. Plus he’s promised to support me in a life of luxury once he’s got enough to make a money hat.