Does anyone know if there are going to be any more books in the Dublin Murder Squad books by Tana French? I finished the last one recently, and I want more. Her last two books have been stand alones, and I can't find any info when I try to google it.
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I'd also love to know the answer to that question, sj.
sj, all the interviews and reviews that I've read about The Searcher indicated that she has been really shaken up by the state of the world, and exploring the stand-a-lone books have been the result of that. She has given no indication that she is working on another one.
The success of The Searcher may not be much of an incentive for her to return to the series, but who knows.
Thanks, Cashmere. I noticed the last book didn’t really introduce any new detectives that could lead the next book. Which really made it feel like her last. I read The Witch Elm but not The Searcher yet.
The Searcher is on my list.
I really enjoyed the Searcher. Made me miss Ireland like whoa, though.
One thing that always confuses me in her books that I keep meaning to ask someone about is, in Ireland can you ring someone's voicemail directly without making their cellphone ring? Is this common? The detectives in French's novels always seem to be doing this to avoid talking to people.
One of the broadcast TV stations runs a bunch of old Ray Bradbury Theater episodes. This weekend, one was "Colonel Steelsleeves and the Despairing Empties" (I think I have that right) with Harold Gould as the Colonel. There was an entire section that I think was taken directly from the Bradbury story - evoking the wonder and mystery that he could bring. sigh ....
Oooo, I still remember how creepy that "The Crowd" episode of that series was decades after last seeing it.
. . . and that reminds me of Bradbury 13, and tearing across campus after my last class finished to listen to the broadcast in the auditorium at the Harris Fine Arts Center. The radio drama bug got me early.