My “Down With the Underdogs” tribute to the mystery scene
To the former punks
And factory workers
Border crossing saviors
To the inner-city players,
Of both style and substance
Silent geeks, the crazy kind
And other Fuck the World
Types or people,
My kind of people,
Down with the underdogs.
And now some context to this post:
I’m in the editing of my next novel, Down With the Underdogs, with no date in sight, but I am starting to think about things like tributes and photos and covers and working on expanding my network…that kind of shit.
Some version of this thing will go in as tribute in the book.
As for networking, I decided to go to any artistic or literary event I could find these past few weeks.
Tonight, I went to a mile-end poetry reading. And I’m a kid from the East, so you know I don’t fit in no fucking mile-end poetry reading. I also happen to be a poet who doesn’t really like poetry, or as Bukowski would say, “it’s all so boring! Where’s the guts?”
I mean, Cat Kidd was as impressive as I expected her to be, but the rest of it, I could’ve lived without. I mean, they can do whatever they want and who gives a fuck, it’s all good and well and everything, but it did make me realize just how much I could appreciate the mystery scene I landed in a few months ago.
Some of you I’ve met in real life, others I’ve only met online, but there is this unique meeting point of so many representatives of the working class in the people I’ve met. The bottom half of society is well represented with you and I wanted to say it, I guess.
My photos were long overdue and so I was lucky enough to get the very talented Josee Brouillard onboard.
Here are five of the unedited shots from that shoot.
First Bouchercon From the Top of My Head.
I’ve slept about 12 hours in three days and met a LOT of great people. Please don’T feel left out if I don’t mention you here.
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New-Orleans is way too warm for the average Canadian.
Apparently, New-Orleans is way to warm for New-Orleans because they blast that AC pretty fucking hard.
Bouchercon is actually really fun.
Eric Campbell could be one of the nicest person on the surface of this earth.
Eric Campbell could end up being the most important publisher of quality authors in the next 3 to 5 years.
Somehow ended up riding along on a lunch with Gary Phillips.
Gary Phillips has the most amazing voice you’ve ever heard.
I could listen to Gary Phillips talk for hours on end. You should as well…
Terrence McCauley was so nice, I was wondering if Terrence McCauley was a closet Canadian.
I might make the “closet-Canadian” a thing… will try it next year see if it sticks.
I don’t know if there’s one single Molecule of evil dark matter in Kate Pilarcik. If it’s in there, it’s gonna take the hubble telescope to find it.
Continuous conversations was really fun. I hope they expand on the concept next year.
Some of the bigger authors did feel douchy on the pannels.
I may ask James Ray Tuck to tattoo FTW on my hands some day.
Christa Faust, however, did not feel douchy at all.
Christa Faust so fucking intimidating to me…turned out to be SUPER welcoming.
I did not know who Christa Faust was when I met her. She didn’t care AT ALL.
In fact I didn’t know who anyone was in the mystery scene. That didn’t seem to matter at all.
Joe Clifford has the charisma of a superstar.
I want to write a movie where Joe Clifford is the lead role.
Maria alexander is just a totally weird and likeable person who knows japanese sword techniques.
The Mystery scene is probably the best place for any grown up punk to land his sorry ass.
Met John McFetridge in real life.
John McFetridge is much taller than expected.
On the other hand, Eric Campbell is much shorter than expected. (sorry!)
Met at least three other Canadians… Why haven’t we heard about them/us in any way, shape or form… yeah we know why, right?
Montreal doesn’t really have a mystery scene. People really seem to dig that shit. We need to work on that.
Benoit Lelievre really needs to go to the next one and I’m fucking serious.
Here’s an interview I did with The Big Thrill – The Magazine of the International Thriller Writers. It came out yesterday.
Thank you to Terri Nolan for giving me so much of her time, do visit her website here : http://terrinolan.com/
The Interview was summarized here :
I could have confirmed this way earlier, but was short on time with the family, moving and Back to School.
But I have a few hours now, so here it is :
I will be at Bouchercon 2016 in New-Orleans for two days, Sept 15 and 16, 2016.
It will be both my very first Bouchercon and my first real trip outside of Montreal. (Going to Ottawa doesn’t count.
If you are in New-Orleans, the good people at Down and Out books have asked me to read at their fifth anniversary party @Cosmios in the French Quarter.
For more info : https://www.facebook.com/events/1240279356003868/
Si non, on se voit à la convention, bonne journée :
At last, I can announce it.
My next novel will be out with up and coming indie publisher, Down and Out Books, on July 22nd, 2016.
It’s been a lot of hard work and patience, but I believe it paid off in the end. I would like to thank Eric Campbell from Down and Out Books and Benoit Lelievre from deadendfollies for making this happen. Additionnal thanks are due to mr. John McFetridge for the blurb.
You can PRE-ORDER the ebook here :
About the novel :
GRAND TRUNK AND SHEARER
When Cillian Kennedy’s body was fished out of the canal, no one believed his death was due to natural causes.
But when the police wrote it off as an accidental death, four of his friends and family roamed the city in the search of any clue that may lead to the killer.
Answers were found down dead end roads, on the edge of the industrial harbour front, in an abandoned building now a crack den, through obscure networks of anti-racist skinheads, the racist Heritage Front, former gay bashers, the flailing Irish mob and the Mohawk MMA circuit.
Featuring some of Montreal’s most notorious neighbourhoods, and told in a uniquely gritty raconteur voice, GRAND TRUNK AND SHEARER offers more than the typical run-of-the-mill mystery novel. At a crossroads between noir, private eye and literary fiction, it is a book that will please those who have come to ask more of the genre with profound characterization, down to earth style, minimalist setting, believable violence and flawless dialogue.
Praise for GRAND TRUNK AND SHEARER …
“D’Arcy Kennedy’s search for his brother’s killer is a gut-wrenching trip into a world of people left behind by gentrification, forgotten by changing politics and trying to hang onto what little family they have left. It’s authentic, it’s raw, and it’s got heart. It’s a trip worth taking.” — John McFetridge, author of A Little More Free
Praise for Ian Truman …
“The Factory Line captures an entertaining voice in a highly readable manner which relays the exploits of some blue collar factory workers over the course of a day.” — Brian Lindenmuth, Spinetingler Magazine
“Truman has an incredible ear for dialogue…There aren’t two pens like [his] in the writing business.” — Benoit Lelièvre, Dead End Follies
“Truman’s A Teenage Suicide follows a group of friends working through late adulthood issues of identity, depression, and lots of tough choices. Set in and around Montreal and in particular its punk, art, activist and student scenes, its down-to-earth raconteur style provides an enduring snapshot of young-adult life in the big city today.” — Expozine Awards
I was cleaning up around the corner and took a minute to take a look at the good old bookshelf as I was shoving the “Minions Operation” on top of the shelf. I realized my top shelf was pretty good and simply felt like sharing it with the internet. And quite frankly, with the loads of crap running around the web, I think we could all use a bit of smart reading for a change.
From left to right, front to back :
Eldridge Cleaver – Soul On Ice
Ray Bradbury – Farenheit 451
Sun Tzu – The Art of War
Collectif – Le Refus Global
George Orwell – 1984
Faulkner – The Portable
Kevin Toolis – Rebel Hearts, Journeys in the IRA’s Soul
Thomas King – Medicine River
Joseph Heller – Catch 22
Henry Rollins – The Portable Henry Rollins
Charles Bukowski – Post Office
James Baldwin – Giovanni’s Room
Charles Yale Harrison – Generals Die in Bed
Charles Bukowski – Hot Water Music
Beth Lahickey – All ages – Reflections on Straight Edge
Chuck Palahniuk – Fight Club
Maya Angelou – Tant que je serai noire.
Haruki Murakami – 1Q84
Ernesto Che Guevara – La Guerre de Guérilla
Collective – We Owe You Nothing – The Punk Planet Collected Interviews
Henry Miller – The Tropic of Cancer
Faulkner – As I Lay Dying
Truman Capote – In Cold Blood
Truman Capote – Breakfast at Tiffanys
It’s also uncanny how much that photo is representative of my writing style and political views : lots of satire, plenty of punk/hardcore, a bit of literary and a bit of noir, enough minority rights to be aware of things going on in society, some military strategy and distopian novels, completed by a heavy dose of working class books.
Perhaps missing from this image but among my favorite works :
David Fennario – On The Job
David Fennario – Balconville
William S. Burroughs – Naked Lunch
Dennis Lehane – Mystic River