Monday, August 13, 2012

Reading Rankin...doggedly finding my way into Rebus' world...

I finished reading Tooth and Nail yesterday.  Of all the Rankins I have read so far, I finished this the quickest.  My first tryst with Rankin was fortuitously his first Rebus novel, Knots and Crosses, and it took me a lot of time to get into the mood of the novel and I stopped once every ten pages or so and picked it up after two or three days.  I must say I managed to complete it, but was not a satisfied reader.  I couldn't get a grip on the atmosphere and on Rebus.  I left it at that.  I wanted to read more and picked up some more Rebus novels at a book sale.  I read Strip Jack, which I finished slightly quicker than Knots and Crosses, and still no grip on Rebus.  I kept the other Rankins aside and went back to reading private detective Spenser's exploits in Robert B. Parker's novels.  Rebus kept haunting me and I went back to Rankin and started Black and Blue.  I was back to square one with Black and Blue.  I plodded through the initial pages and didn't enjoy the feeling of forced reading.  I kept it aside, but temptation took me back to it again and again and I would sadly close the book after three or four pages.  Will I ever get into Rebus' world?

Thank God for the regular Best Books Sale at Hyderabad, where I found Rankin's short stories...both volumes in one book (The Complete Short Stories - A Good Hanging & Beggars Banquet).  This book contained many Rebus stories.  I practically devoured it.  It is a voluminous book and each Rebus story is a small gem.  I was now comfortable in Rebus' world and began to slowly understand his world and his methods.  But, I didn't want to hurry back to Black and Blue.  In the meantime, Spenser provided many moments of unalloyed sleuthing pleasure, and I also discovered Peter Robinson's Inspector Banks.

Somewhere along the way, I picked up Rankin's Exit Music along with some Parkers at Frankfurt Foreign Book Sale.  Exit Music was not an intended purchase, but then I found it and thought, 'why not.'  It was vacation time for me and I was alone at home.  It was unbearably hot in Hyderabad this summer.  I read the blurb on Exit Music and discovered that it was the last in the Inspector Rebus series.  'Let me see how Rebus' career ends,' I thought and picked up Exit Music hesitantly.  I got slowly sucked into Rebus' world and towards the end, I even sacrificed my sleep and read till 4.00 in the morning and completed it in a rush.  Phew...a difficult job completed in one reading...I was happy...not that I managed to crack Rebus' mind, but I managed to enter the world and stay there for a long enough period of time at a stretch.  Of course, I could see how it all ended for Rebus...who was almost taken kicking and screaming out of his beloved police station on retirement...it was solid dogged reading...like Dravid's batting...

I now had the confidence to try and finish Black and Blue.  I went back to the novel and hung on...I discovered I was enjoying reading it and was able to relate to some extent to Rebus.  When I finished Black and Blue, it was as if I had crossed a psychological barrier...a weight lifted off my chest. 

I had also picked up a Rankin omnibus edition at the Best Books Sale.  This edition contained two Rebus novels - The Black Book & Mortal Causes.  I could now start with one of these.

On my way to Begumpet one day recently, I took a chance and went into Frankfurt Foreign Book Sale and found four Rebus novels.  Of these, Tooth and Nail caught my attention and I started with that instead of the omnibus edition.  Rebus goes to London on request in Tooth and Nail, uprooted from his familiar Edinburgh.

Why Tooth and Nail?  I don't know.  But when I looked at the chronological list of Rebus novels, I realised that Tooth and Nail follows Hide and Seek...I didn't know this.  The first Rebus novel, Knots and Crosses, was the first Rebus novel that I read.  Strip Jack comes after Tooth and Nail.  Strip Jack was the second Rebus novel I had read...

I am now reading The Black Book...

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Rankin-ed at Frankfurt...


Went to Frankfurt looking for Parkers
got Rankin-ed instead
fought tooth and nail
had a great fall
dead souls asking a question of blood

and one Robinson...asking for a piece of my heart...





Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Going back to Botswana...with the No. 1 Ladies Detective...


Dumela Mma…Dumela Rra…

I was back in Botswana for the last two weeks…reading four more novels in The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency series written by Alexander McCall Smith and catching up with the redoubtable detective Precious Ramotswe, her assistant detective Grace Makutsi, Mma Ramotswe’s long-time fiancé and now husband Mr J. L. B. Matekoni, the owner of Speedy Motors, his two wayward apprentices, the matron of the orphan farm, the formidable Mma Potokwani…and so many other lively people out there in Botswana…

In one of my previous posts, I had written about my first tryst with this series…I had bought and read five novels in this series (separately, not in one go…) and it was so loooonnnng ago…

Though the cases in the novels are not interlinked, and each novel stands on its own, there is a continuity on terms of the lives of the main characters that connects one novel to the next in the series.  I realised this when I read In the Company of Cheerful Ladies and discovered that Precious Ramotswe and Mr J. L. B. Matekoni are married.  I knew that they were engaged for a long time, but didn’t know when they got married.  I searched around and found a chronological list and then I saw I had read the sixth in the series (In the Company of Cheerful Ladies) and had missed reading the fifth The Full Cupboard of Life (I didn’t have therefore, couldn’t read!!!)…

I wanted to fill this gap and thought its been a long time since I visited Botswana and spent time in the company of the cheerful ladies…and other gentle people who make this series come alive.  I went to my trustworthy and favourite online store www.indiaplaza.com and placed orders for The Full Cupboard of Life, Blue Shoes and Happiness, The Good Husband of Zebra Drive, and The Miracle at Speedy Motors…I received these 4 novels in 2 instalments and I finished them off one by one…like a famished reader…



Precious Ramotswe, the lady detective, is in top form and so is her assistant Grace Makutsi…and others…and more than crime solving it is the life in Botswana, with its gentleness and unhurried pace and change of seasons and nice people and cattle, that attracted me…these novels are a leisurely read… for Mma Ramotswe no problem is too big not to have a solution and a steaming cup of bush tea is all she needs for her brain to start ticking furiously…

Thursday, July 5, 2012

A small haul of books at Frankfurt...


No…no…no…I didn’t go to Frankfurt, but somewhere that sounds similar, and that too in Hyderabad…

For Hyderabadi book lovers with modest means, this is the closest that we can get to the Frankfurt Book Fair…

There is this once-used (i.e., second-hand) books’ stall that had intrigued me whenever I travelled along the Begumpet road…and it was called Frankfurt Foreign Book Sale…I was tempted to go in and browse, but somehow I was always in a hurry…going somewhere…no time to stop…and so I missed visiting this books stall…


(This is how the Hyderabadi Frankfurt Book Sale looks like...this photo is taken from the justdial.com website)

Then this summer, I was on vacation and alone in Hyderabad and I had to pay some pending bills and wanted to visit some familiar shops in Secunderabad…then it occurred to me that I could visit Frankfurt…and I had run out of books of my favourite authors and wanted that familiar suspension of disbelief…ha ha ha…

And so with a heart laden with hope and anticipating a big catch of Parkers and Rankins and Leonards, I left the shores of the great city of Nacharam and headed bravely towards the heavily fortified shores of Begumpet weathering storms and battling mile high waves and choppy waters…and reached Frankfurt…

I entered Frankfurt tentatively and started looking around and at the far end against the wall were tables on which ‘pulp’ fiction books were arranged neatly and alphabetically… one of the salesmen there came to me and wanted to know if I was looking for anything specific…I saw Robert B. Parker…he pulled out some books from that pile and placed them in front of me and then went in and got some more…wow…so many Parkers!!!  I was prepared for this expedition this time and took out the list of Parkers that I had…I was looking specifically for Spenser novels…and in that pile of Parkers were a lot of non-Spenser novels…so, I kept them aside…and there were a lot of Parkers that I already had and read…so, those too went out of the pile…and after all this sorting and sifting, I was left with only three Spenserian Parkers…Cold Storage, Pastime, and Rough Weather…only three…not much, but okay…what to do…the dissatisfied soul that I was, I wandered around in the hope of finding some more and asked for Rankin…and they scurried around and ferreted out one Rankin from some pile…Exit Music…finally, I could manage four novels…


After I came home with the small haul, I read the blurbs and realised that Exit Music is the last in the Inspector Rebus novels by Rankin...and that gave me that much needed rush to start reading Exit Music first...

And for the next five to six days it was frenzied reading and I finished all the four, sometimes reading up to 4 in the morning and waking up groggily at 6…