The list of attendees for Bouchercon 2017 is up. (http://bouchercon2017.com/attendees/)
The Schedule is also starting to shape up. I know I’ll be there from Friday PM to Sunday and will keep you posted on developments as soon as I get any.
See you there and take care,
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
…In my next novel, of course… (but the title caught you, didn’t it?)
I was sitting there, struggling to try to get my character in and kill the guy he’s supposed to kill and find a way to somehow cover his tracks and try to make it sense and I was sitting and writing and writing and re-writing… shit wasn’t working and WORSE, shit didn’t sound like my book or my characters…
Then I said to myself, “fuck it, I’m burning down the motherfucker.”
With the guy sleeping in it.
I just set fire to the house.
Because my character’s that kind of an asshole anyways. He ain’t no fancy hitman. He’s a guy who gets pissed and just does shit and this time he wanted to burn down the house. It made sense right that moment so he fucking did.
Simple as that.
Which leads me to a kinda-well-known writing tip: Let the characters speak for themselves, they often know what they’re doing better than you do.
Keep writing every day, (I know I’m having a hard time with it.)