We have returned from our sojourn in the Greek Isles. We wondered whether it might look anything like the movie G-String Festival, which we reviewed last week, and we have to say, yes, it did at times. But as far as finding pulp—no such luck. We don’t know about mainland Greece, but on the islands, at least, it seems people are too busy being hedonists to write about crime and scandal. We did find a nice basement bookstore in Oia, on the island of Santorini, that had some used items (above), but the crime books there were not Greek, not vintage, and not collectible. Anyway, we’re back home and by tomorrow should be publishing according to our usual schedule. And our final assessment on Greece? Well, we’ve always said of Paris that if cities were a competition, the French have beaten everybody by a mile. Similarly, if lifestyle were a competition, Greek islanders have won. In a rout.
Apparently there's too much sun, sand and surf to waste time writing crime novels.