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Let’s Talk About Cases Solved Over A Singapore Sling With A Blue Umbrella On Top!
Posted in Detectives, Hardbolied, New Blog with tags 1940, Art, Danger, Fun, Hardboiled Detectives, Mystery, New Blog, Plot Twist, Screwball Comedy, Writing on February 19, 2009 by BJ Halliday CrawleyIs Columbo relevant today… by that I mean, his style of detection?
Posted in Uncategorized with tags Columbo, Hardboiled Detectives, Mystery, Writing on February 21, 2019 by BJ Halliday CrawleyColumbo , the seventies detective followed the rules of the day – he used his mind and his observations to crack a case, and a witless superficial persona to annoy and render confused his subject of inquiry thus leading to clues that never would have surfaced otherwise.
Today most crime shows are more about shove and knock down your opponent and less about the workings of a person’s mind and spirit- where the true answers lay— for all the swat team bravura and show of power, I think that the bumbling effusive lackadaisical manner of Columbo is something that today’s TV detectives/crime shows could learn from… for in the end we (the viewer) just want to have a little fun with characters that are full of wit and winsome-ness- is that a word? )
Have a sunny clue-filled day!!!!!
Lemom lizard lounge notes
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Silk And Cotton
Posted in Uncategorized with tags Ahatha Christie, Art, Hardboiled Detectives, Mystery, Writing on April 20, 2018 by BJ Halliday CrawleyThe quilt was torn… beneath it lay a body but not just any body or anybody — it was Christina Hagenhoffer one of the first Canadian mounted police- she had been investigating, on her own time as she was retired, the murder of Thomas E. Dragon a scientist working in the field of AI who died mysteriously in his lab while working on a humanoid robot named S.A.L. 1000.
Curiously the robot disappeared along with Dr. Dragon’s notebook. There was no appearance of forced entry in the lab that day or this day.
Detective Crumbel stood in the lab perusing the quilt for clues…
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Write how you think this mystery should end.. Mystery story challenge ! Stretch your brain …
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HB Movie Of The Night
Posted in Uncategorized with tags DVD REC, Hardboiled Detectives, Maltese Falcon, Mystery, Writing on April 9, 2016 by BJ Halliday CrawleyTHE Maltese Falcon!
Mysteriou,s psychologically jarring, well acted, intricate characters woven together in a jigsaw of words and events, Fabulous!
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THE MALTESE FALCON (1941) is one of …
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“It was spring and her walk took her to the pond where she saw two red shoes resting on the bamboo dock.”
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Mystery Detective Haiku!
Posted in Uncategorized on December 9, 2015 by BJ Halliday CrawleyI wear a bowler hat
my jackets are graced with a flower
shiny spats cover my feet
WHO AM I?
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Send guess’ in comments section-answer on Friday!!
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” Bubbles filled the room as she walked to the window the edge of her sandals caught on a prone body”
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Flash Mystery Story Challenge!
Posted in Uncategorized with tags Flash Story Challenge, Hardboiled Detectives, Mystery, Vish Puri, Writing on August 8, 2015 by BJ Halliday CrawleyThe door closed. Parrots began flying up towards the solar rooftop that was open. She glanced backwards over the mounds of coconut flour and sugar waiting to be made into that surprise birthday cake she was supposed to jump out of.
‘ You can forget that, ‘ she said pulling off the bejewelled costume and jumping into her favorite pair of parachute pants and top ‘ I’m getting out of here.’
She followed the blue and green Macaws as they flew up and out of the massive white kitchen, jamming the 45 revolver she found under a pile of cherries into her photographers vest.
As the tip of her boot hit the edge of the skylight and the last yellow macaw flew past her head she could hear the door below break off its hinges………
You finish it!!!!
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Detective Story of The Day
Official site chronicling the adventures of Indian detective, Vish Puri. Read an excerpt from the forthcoming book, ‘The Case of the Deadly Butter Chicken’; tour Vish …vishpuri.com
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It’s set in a very believable India and the detective Vish Puri (being Punjabi and all) loves to boast about his achievements, lives on deep-fried food despite the despite the despairing entreaties of doctor and wife, has nicknames for his staff and …
Indian Weekender · 10/2/2009
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Dashiell Hammett And Ross Macdonald
Posted in Uncategorized with tags Dashiell Hammett, Hardboiled Detectives, Mystery, Ross MacDonald, Writing on June 7, 2015 by BJ Halliday Crawley
Two of my current favorite writers ever since I found a collection of each writer’s novels in one of my many old book forays -one 1969 one 1970, a peak in classy writing.
Mr. Hammett writes in a staccato of images and words that builds until boom you laugh reflect or wonder what will come next Mr. Macdonald rolls his words around as if on a roller coaster mixing them with surprise spikes of artful images that present you an insight into feelings or a box of word wit.
Both are equal in their skill at mystery, one is a clear hardboiled perception of the world the other an intrinsic leap into the abstract beauty and psychology of situations and people.
for example –
“She stirred like an odalisque in the dying light, and recrossed her polished legs. ”
-R.M.– THE CHILL
“The chauffeur, still toting his billboard cue, still regarding me without fondness, met me on the ground floor and took me to the door, looking as if he hoped I would start something. I didn’t.”
– D. H. -RED HARVEST
Painting wise it reminds me of Impresionism meeting Cubism, pick up a read at the library and see what you think!
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It’s A Sentence-off ! Between Dashiell and Ross!!
Posted in Uncategorized with tags Dashiell Hammett, Hardboiled Detectives, Mystery, Ross MacDonald, Writing on April 16, 2015 by BJ Halliday Crawley
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” Mockery rippled in a smile on her face.’
-Dashiell
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“Twilight hung like blue smoke in the room.”
– Ross
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Happy reading —
” Orange blossoms broke the silence as they hit the black and white tiled floor .”
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Writer’s Challenge! Finish This Flash Story !
Posted in Uncategorized with tags Art, Hardboiled Detectives, Mystery, Writing on November 26, 2014 by BJ Halliday Crawley
She walked past the pastry shop her ears ringing from gunshots that had clipped her feathered hat.
“Why do people over react ? Calm down, ” she thought shoving a pearl handled revolver into her purse. ‘ Oh my favorite, ‘ she walked into the shop and bought seven dark chocolate Heaven Sents, a local treat filled with rasberry jam.
‘Yum-ski,’ she thought after sitting down on a park bench and devoring a few. She saw Peter in his grey fedora and waved.
” Janey. ” He called and walked over from his daily fencing match with one of his students. He always wore a grey fedora whilst fencing.
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Have a mysterious and wonderful holiday!!!
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HB Sentence For Tonight
Posted in Dashiell Hammett with tags Hardboiled Detectives, Mystery, Sentence of the night, The Glass Key, Writing on May 11, 2014 by BJ Halliday Crawley
” Jack put his cigarette in a corner of his mouth where it wagged with his words. ”
– Dashiell Hammett ” The Glass Key ”
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” She opened the trunk as two cats popped out heading for their milk bowls where lay an envelope addressed to her.”
HAPPY Writing tonight…..
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Hardboiled Comment Of The Day
Posted in Hardbolied with tags Dashiell Hammett, Hardboiled Detectives, Mystery, Raymond Chandler, Writing on January 28, 2014 by BJ Halliday CrawleyBelow from Los Angeles Times
When Dashiell met Raymond, or the day Hammett met Chandler
Four years before, Chandler had outlined his ideas about detective fiction in the Atlantic in the essay “The Simple Art of Murder.” Of Hammett, he wrote in part, “Hammett gave murder back to the kind of people that commit it for reasons, not just to provide a corpse; and with the means at hand, not with hand-wrought duelling pistols, curare, and tropical fish. He put these people down on paper as they are, and he made them talk and think in the language they customarily used for these purposes. He had style, but his audience didn’t know it, because it was in a language not supposed to be capable of such refinements…. He is said to have lacked heart, yet the story he thought most of himself is the record of a man’s devotion to a friend. He was spare, frugal, hardboiled, but he did over and over again what only the best writers can ever do at all. He wrote scenes that seemed never to have been written before.”
” it was a dark and stormy night she lite the lantern and walked down the boardwalk steps into the rising tide filled with luminescent algae so bright that she turned off her lantern only to realize that a body was rolling in the warm silent wake.’
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Hardboiled Detectives All Meet At The Lemon LIzard Lounge 