a couple Q. Patricks, as well as a Jonathan Stagge.
Soon I will be reviewing a Patrick Quentin, My Son, the Murderer (1954), written after Hugh Wheeler had taken over the series from the infirm Webb. It's the sort of 1950s crime novel that would be labeled "domestic suspense" had it been written by a woman crime writer, I suspect.
Also I have still to get my review of Craig Rice's Having Wonderful Crime done (it was promised last week!), so look ahead to a double-barreled post this weekend. I am about to get the index for Mysteries Unlocked all wound up and will finally have some more free time for the blog (there's an essay in Mysteries Unlocked by Mauro Boncompagni on Patrick Quentin, by the way).
For now, what do you think of the Hoffman-illustrated book jacket? I must admit that I found the yellow-lettered title a bit pushy; however the yellow does match the boards. The illustration itself is great, I think.