Did I mention that I was at the Mystery Writers of America’s gala dinner and banquet recently? And that I was a contributor to a book nominated for an Edgar award? Well I
believe perhaps I did. At the event I met the legendary Otto Penzler, who was charming and delightful. He is the most knowledgeable and influential person in the crime fiction world, and – he has a specialist mystery bookstore in his house. Or else, he lives in the crime bookshop. Either way, surely this is the secret dream ambition of all mystery fans?
I had already planned a trip there, but this made it even more compelling – it is the largest mystery specialist bookstore in the world. It is in the Tribeca district, and is so perfect and so beautiful that I could have spent the whole day there. The staff are friendly and helpful and knowledgeable, and I spent ages talking to them. (I forgot to ask them why it was a bookshop, which I think of as British, rather than a bookstore, which seems more likely in America.)
Of course, I found some books to buy – just a handful, bearing in mind the size of my suitcase.
The one at the top of the post, Fashioned for Murder, seems as though it was actually written for Clothes in Books, and here are some of the others.
The John Dickson Carr was a slight disappointment: I thought ‘oh great I haven’t come across that one before’, but once I started reading it I realized it was actually Seat of the Scornful under its US title of Death Turns the Tables. And that when I blogged on Scornful, I had clearly explained that it had a different name in the US – my memory is not what it was.
But no blame attaches to this wonderful shop, which I hope to visit again many times.