Lately I’ve been reading, or re-reading, the short stories of Dashiell Hammett. They’re all reading the I have time for as my BU grad class is taking a good amount of time.
Anyway, while many people generally don’t praise the prose of early 20th Century crime fiction, I’m rather fond of it.
I just read a great line in “Afraid Of A Gun” describing the antagonist Rip Yust:
Yust was not possessed of the clearest of minds; he was not fitted, for all his patience and deliberation, to unerringly sift the false from the true.
Pretty clever …