Despojado de su licencia de investigador privado y vigilado por la policía, Charlie Parker trabaja en un bar de Portland y lleva aparentemente una vida apacible. Sin embargo, todavía le abruman ciertos episodios de su pasado, en particular las circunstancias en que se produjo la muerte de su padre, Will Parker. Cuando Charlie era niño, su padre, policía neoyorquino, mató a dos jóvenes, un chico y una chica un poco mayores que su hijo, y después se quitó la vida. Charlie decide averiguar qué ocurrió exactamente, ...
Despojado de su licencia de investigador privado y vigilado por la policía, Charlie Parker trabaja en un bar de Portland y lleva aparentemente una vida apacible. Sin embargo, todavía le abruman ciertos episodios de su pasado, en particular las circunstancias en que se produjo la muerte de su padre, Will Parker. Cuando Charlie era niño, su padre, policía neoyorquino, mató a dos jóvenes, un chico y una chica un poco mayores que su hijo, y después se quitó la vida. Charlie decide averiguar qué ocurrió exactamente, y para ello tendrá que volver los ojos hacia su pasado, aunque eso signifique descubrir incómodas verdades y comprometedoras mentiras. Entre ellas, la implicación en aquellos acontecimientos de dos inquietantes figuras: un hombre y una mujer, tal vez amantes, cuya aparición no augura nada bueno. Para colmo, Parker tiene que evitar a un periodista insidioso, empeñado en hurgar en el lado más oscuro del investigador.
Fans of John Connolly's unique, atmospheric novels have come to know that the cases former NYPD detective Charlie Parker sets out to solve are haunting -- literally haunting.
John Connolly was born in Dublin, Ireland in 1968 and has, at various points in his life, worked as a journalist, a barman, a local government official, a waiter and a dogsbody at Harrods department store in London. He studied English in Trinity College, Dublin and journalism at Dublin City University, subsequently spending five years working as a freelance journalist for The Irish Times newspaper, to which he continues to contribute.
His first novel, Every Dead Thing, was published in 1999, and introduced the character of Charlie Parker, a former policeman hunting the killer of his wife and daughter. Dark Hollow followed in 2000. The third Parker novel, The Killing Kind, was published in 2001, with The White Road following in 2002. In 2003, John published his fifth novel - and first stand-alone book - Bad Men. In 2004, Nocturnes, a collection of novellas and short stories, was added to the list, and 2005 marked the publication of the fifth Charlie Parker novel, The Black Angel.
John Connolly is based in Dublin but divides his time between his native city and the United States, where each of his novels has been set.
Author biography courtesy of Atria Books.
Good To Know
Some fun and fascinating facts gleaned from our interview with Connolly:
"I once worked as a debt collector, although I didn't know it at the time. I was just delivering the letters for a courier company, and only discovered they were final notices when a little man chased me out of his sawmill with an ax."
"I did my graduate thesis on the first closure of Jerusalem to the Palestinians, during the course of which I a) was involved in a car crash on the Gaza Strip, which provided the residents with their entertainment for the day; b) was imprisoned briefly by Egyptian immigration officials, an experience I can heartily advise everyone to avoid; and c) discovered that I was a worse photographer than a writer, as none of my pictures came out."
"While interviewing my idol, James Lee Burke, for The Irish Times, I managed to get lost in the Rattlesnake Wilderness while out walking with Burke. His dogs found me. Eventually."
"I can cook a pretty good Cajun meal. I know a bit about wine, but only South African wine." "I love going to the movies, but think cell phones have made it a less enjoyable experience than before. In fact, I think cell phones have made life that little bit less bearable, and I can't imagine how awful it will be when people can use them on aeroplanes. In the last couple of books I've written, people have died terrible deaths because of their fascination with cell phones. I always feel a little calmer after I've killed someone in print."
"Rather embarrassingly, the only pseudonym I've used is a woman's name. Earlier this year, one of the editors at Hodder Ireland, the Irish arm of my U.K. publisher, announced that she was putting together a book of stories, entitled Moments, for tsunami relief, with all of the contributions to be written by female writers. She asked if I might be interested in submitting a story under a pseudonym, just to see if anyone would spot the interloper. I agreed to try, although admittedly there was alcohol taken at the time and had she asked me to swim naked down the Amazon with ‘Pirahna Food' written on my back I would probably have agreed to that as well. The story was called ‘The Cycle' and appeared under the pseudonym ‘Laura Froom' in the book, which was the name of the vampire in one of the short stories in my Nocturnes collection. So there: my secret shame has been revealed."