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Snowball in Hell by Josh Lanyon. It's 1943 and the world is at war. Reporter Nathan Doyle is just back from the European Theater when he's asked to cover the murder of a society blackmailer--a man who, Homicide Detective Matthew Spain believes, Nathan had every reason to want dead. Death of a Blues Angel by Sarah Black. It's Christmas, 1966. Deacon Davis is a veteran black reporter of the Mississippi Civil Rights Movement. But he doesn't know what to expect when three old men, legends of the Blues, bring a new Blues guitar out of Mississipi, and he's so white he glows. Rafael Hurt is hiding a dangerous secret, and the old men are trying to keep him safe. Then a young girl is murdered during Rafe's first gig at the Blues Angel. Rafe and Deke try to find the killer before the secrets around them lead more bloodshed to their door, and destroy any chance for the love growing between them.

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #866834 in Books
• Published on: 2007-12-04
• Original language: English
• Number of items: 1
• Binding: Paperback
• 256 pages

Customer Reviews

I'll Be Dead for Christmas (Partners in Crime 2) by Josh Lanyon & Sarah Black
Snowball in Hell by Josh Lanyon: This is a very good mystery. If you are good enough you will pick up al the clues scattered all arounf the book and have a change to unveil the murderer even before the last page. If not, you have read a very good story with two wonderful, but very real characters, and a sweet love story.

It's the Christmas of 1943 and Nathan is a reporter who is just returned home from the European conflict where he has served as journalist along the British Army. He seems to not have been accustomed again to the civil life, and even if he is beloved by collegue and family he is a pretty solitary man. Tiny and fair, he doesn't seem strong enough, but he hides a stubborn character. He is also a very cultured man, he reads Plato and Thomas Aquinas.

Mathew is an LAPD lieutenant; he has served as Marine at the beginning of the WWII at Guadalcanal, but after being wounded he has returned home only to see his beloved wife dying of cancer some months after. Now he is a man who has voted his life to work. He is a simple and good man, someone you can rely on. He is clever, maybe not taught, he reads westerns. (according to Matt, and maybe Josh Lanyon, you could tell a lot about a man by what he chose to read).

When Nathan and Matt meet, they now from the first moment that they have found a soul mate. Nathan has searched for all his life to denying his homosexuality, maybe even trying to kill himself in the conflict, but not daring to committ suicide: he is catholic and even if he judges himself an abomination, he can't do something against God. Matt instead has long admited that he likes men, but he has had a good marriage, and after the death of his wife, he has not searched another mate, female or male. But Nathan, maybe after seeing so many men dying without a real reason, needs the human contact, even if the strange and detached contact he can found in a one standing encounter in the shadow of the night.

But there is a murder and Nathan seems to be the last person to have seen alive the victim and he has also some secrets to idea. Secrets that only Matt has discovered, thanks to the very attraction he has felt for this man. And so, while both Nathan then Matt, every one in his own way, try to unveil the real name of the murderer, a fragile relationship blossoms between them, a relationship that, in 1943, could destroy everything they have.

As I said, the mystery is pretty good, it has reminded me one of those black and white movies, Humphrey Bogart style (even if I don't envision Nathan nor Matt with the face of Bogey...) or lately L.A. Confidential (and maybe Matt with the face of Russel Crowe and Nathan with that of Guy Pearce...), but what I was searching reading the book, and that I have found wonderfully written, is the love story between Nathan and Matt.

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Death of a Blues Angel by Sarah Black: Sometime you find a pearl. A book which shines of light and for which your heart thunders and roadrunners throught the lenght of the book hoping that in the end...

Deacon, Deke, is a mix Native and African American photoreporter in Washington DC in 1966. Usually he writes about the world changind around him, of the vulcano boiling in the deep of the earth and ready to break free and he is pretty upset when his editor ask him to write about a young white man who dares to play the blues with three old legends in the Black Quarters. But when he meets the eyes with Rafael, Rafe, he is lost. Rafe is like an angel, like the Rafaellian angels his name brings to memory, and he stands out among the eighty and more years old men he has followed from Mississippi. Or the three men have followed him? Cause Rafe calls them family and tries in every way to protect them, even more when a young girl is found dead in the room upstair the club they were playing. And Deke has to do his work and at the same time try to protect this young man he felt in love at first sight.

The life will not be simple for Deke and Rafe, white and black in 1966 is not a likely pair, and if they are both men... troubles are around the corner.

Rafe is young and idealist, with star-eyes and the strenght of the youth, with a clear path in front of him that tells him what is right and what is wrong. And when he is wrong, he makes very big mistakes, mistakes that only Deke could forgive. Also Deke sees in black and white (no pun intended), but he knows there are also shades of gray, and you have to make comprimise. But he is for the first time in love and he is not a man used to it, and he is not perfect, even if he could play the role of the knight in shining armour. He is serious and maybe he could be a good balance to Rafe, if he manages to convince the boy to behave...

The love story is wonderful, romantic and heartbreaking, so warm and cozy. There is sex, yes, I like it, but it's written with a light hand which leaves you satisfy cause it doesn't overwhelm the pureness of the story.

Stylish Crime story a la Noir, and the Turbulent 60s
Generally, I'm not a reader of mystery / crime dramas, but I was drawn to read PARTNERS IN CRIME 2: I'LL BE DEAD FOR CHRISTMAS because I had heard that Josh Lanyon's SNOWBALL IN HELL was reminiscent of the 1940s film noir detective dramas that I so dearly love. And I'm glad I did.

For Lanyon's contribution in this pair of Christmas-themed murder mysteries, the setting is 1943 Los Angeles. The body of the son of a wealthy oil baron is discovered dumped in the Brea tar pits and Lt. Mathew Spain is assigned the case. Reporter Nathan Doyle is doing investigative reporting and the story follows their separate investigations, their collaborations, and yes, even their romantic involvement together. It does no service to a murder mystery to outline the plot, so I'll only say that Lanyon's skill as a writer keeps you guessing while all the leads are investigated. The mystery structure is solid and I couldn't detect any holes in the plot. Lanyon does a superb job of recreating the noir atmosphere reminiscent of detectives Philip Marlow and Sam Spade. I'll admit I haven't read the works of Hammet or Chandler to know how this compares to them, but I know the movies and I believe Bogie and Bacall would have felt right at home in SNOWBALL IN HELL.

Sarah Black's DEATH OF A BLUES ANGEL was quite good as well. I wouldn't exactly classify it as a mystery (you'd have to read it to see why.) In 1966, half African-American / half Cherokee Deacon Davis is a reporter assigned to do a story at a DC Blues club about three legendary Blues musicians who have introduced a new white kid into their act. By co-incidence a murder has just occurred at the club and Deacon's assignment to write a feel-good Christmas story about black and white working together gets sidetracked into an investigation about the killing, not to mention Deacons's romantic entanglement with the young white musician. As I said, the story is less of a mystery and more of an observation about race relations, the horrors of the Klan, prejudice against a white musician by the Blues community, as well as the double dangers of both an interracial and homosexual relationship in that era.

Both stories are very worthwhile reads, a nice double-feature with SNOWBALL IN HELL being the "A" picture, so to speak.

Mark R. Probst
The Filly

Pages out of history
Out of all Josh Lanyon's work, "Snowball in Hell" is my favorite. Set in Los Angeles in 1943, it tells the story of Lieutenant Matthew Spain as he sets out to solve a murder, a murder that sends him straight into the path of war veteran, reporter Nathan Doyle. The romance takes a back seat to the mystery, but that just means that I got the chance to know these two men before they took their relationship to the next step. The prose is evocative of the best noir mysteries of the time, and the careful characterization the best I've read from Lanyon.

On the other hand, I didn't enjoy the second story, Sarah Black's "Death of a Blues Angel," nearly as much. Black's prose is dense with detail, which works great for setting a mood and creating some of her very memorable characters. It doesn't work as well for creating a readable flow for me, though. I found the long sections of storytelling from the oldtimers well-written and telling, but ultimately, it pulled me out of the story as a whole. The juxtaposition of the more tightly written sections with Deke with the slower, more languid sections with the blues men - while I'm sure is a deliberate choice meant to contrast the two worlds - never worked for me as a cohesive reading experience.

I'm giving this 4 stars overall - the average of 5 for Lanyon's work and 3 for Black's.