Recently finished
The Galton Case by Ross Macdonald. I have a vague sense of having read this years ago, but since I didn't recall how it wrapped up, I enjoyed it. Macdonald is the somewhat less celebrated member of the Dashiell Hammett-Raymond Chandler-Ross Macdonald mystery/detective story trinity. Hammett established the hard-boiled mystery as having literary possibilities, Chandler gave it a jazzy style, and Macdonald added heart and compassion. This one focuses on a lost heir, a headless skeleton, a possible pretender to the fortune of a wealthy woman. Macdonald's P.I., Lew Archer, is as tough as Chandler's but as the series progressed was less often tough and more often a sort of father-confessor, digging into the pasts of families to find the rot and expose their secrets so some kind of healing can start. His novels are short, direct books and if you hate coincidence in fiction you'll be annoyed; coincidence works for Macdonald like off-screen forensics works for current cop shows and movies, offering short-cuts around diversions from the plot. This is one of the earlier novels moving toward the kind of work Macdonald produced in the 1960s into the 1970s before Alzheimer's took him; I wouldn't say it was as good as
The Underground Man, for instance, but it is good.
I've also begun the anthology
In Sunshine or in Shadow ed. Lawrence Block, stories inspired by and celebrating the art of Edward Hopper. Hopper was a major influence on film noir and his most famous work,
Nighthawks, has been imitated dozens if not hundreds of times. The book provides the bonus of a print of the painting inspiring each story.
Also started
Indemnity Only by Sara Paretsky, first of the V.I Warshawski novels.
Randy M.