White Rabbitby David Daniel
The Sixties San Francisco, Haight-Ashbury, the Summer of Love. It’s a wistful memory for some, and it brings envious sighs for those too late to experience it. David Daniel vividly recreates that world and its legends in White Rabbit - and then injects a harsh dissonance into the flower children’s songs of peace, love, sex, and marijuana./i>
The Sixties San Francisco, Haight-Ashbury, the Summer of Love. It’s a wistful memory for some, and it brings envious sighs for those too late to experience it. David Daniel vividly recreates that world and its legends in White Rabbit - and then injects a harsh dissonance into the flower children’s songs of peace, love, sex, and marijuana. It is easy to see that the collection of young people who gathered in San Francisco in those few summers could be tempting prey for a murderous sociopath. They discarded their real names, had no set address, hid from their families, were often stoned. And they took one another at face value, asking no questions.
The search for the killer leads to an unusual collaboration. Can a no-frills police officer, grieving for his dead wife, stepped down from homicide detective to vice cop, have anything in common with a young hippie woman who writes for an alternative newspaper and whose lover is determined to turn a demonstration for peace in Vietnam into a violent revolution? Both seek the killer, working from opposite ends of 60’s society, and mistrusting each other. Sparrow has his enemies in the SFPD; Amy has doubts about her lover’s plans for violent action. Both are aware that cooperation between them and the sharing of their special knowledge is their only option. By the breathtaking climax, where Amy herself becomes the target, it is clear to Sparrow that he must confront the killer and his own demons as well in order to save her, his city and himself. Daniel has wonderfully captured the joys and frenzies of the Haight-Ashbury streets in those spirited days. For all of us who missed the Summer of Love, for whatever reason, White Rabbit is a fascinating trip, serial killer and all.
- St. Martin's Press
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- First Edition
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- 5.78(w) x 8.54(h) x 1.29(d)
Meet the Author
David Daniel’s first mystery novel, The Heaven Stone, was a winner of the St. Martin’s/Private Eye Writers first novel contest and a Shamus award nominee. He lives in Westford, Massachusetts and is on the adjunct faculty at the University of Massachusetts at Lowell and at Middlesex Community College.
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In 1967 everybody coming to San Francisco seems to wear flowers in their hair as the city gears up to what seems as a half million strong during the summer of love. However, someone does not want somebody to love, killing three hippies and mutilating their smiling faces in the Haight district. Well-respected SFPD detective John Sparrow works the investigation that has made the usually cool city streets hotter than a matchstick. At a news conference, underground newspaper The Rag reporter Amy Cole introduces herself to John, but neither trusts the other. She sees him as a kind of a drag pig unable to accept an alternate lifestyle. He believes she is just another associate of the drugged crazies. Though unhappy together, they need to make up their mind and come together to insure a murderer pays the pied piper. Demanding his respect, she guides him through doors closed by those residents, who all they need is love, a joint, and no interaction with oinkers claiming to have built this city. Soon both become believers that teaming up may enable them to stop, stop, stop a killer. If this novel were just a nostalgic piece the Woodstock Generation would still want to read it. However, instead David Daniel scribes a pleasant police procedural that provides the audience with a reflective look back at the love summer in the City on the Bay. The investigation is cleverly designed so that cross-generation readers will gain plenty of pleasure from this treasure that lets the sun shine on the Age of Aquarius. Harriet Klausner