You know who reads and reports on more books than I do? Friar, that’s who.
Today, he does a book report on Robert B. Parker’s Early Autumn (and The Hunt for Red October).
I read Early Autumn back when I checked the paperback out of the Jefferson County Community Library. It was in the days of belonging to a broken home with no father, and it impacted me a lot. I was so heavily influenced by the self-definition portions of the book that I gave copies out to other shiftless, adrift twenty-somethings when I was in college.
It’s been quite a number of years since I’ve gone back through Parker’s early work; back around the turn of the century, I ran through the books to that point. It was far easier then, as there were fewer books in the oeuvre. Also, the average quality wasn’t diluted by the 21st century work.
So I’ll stick to reading Friar’s book reports about Parker’s work.