Title: The Conspirators
Author: Frank Kane
Cover artist: Mort Engle
Yours for: $6
Best things about this cover:
- "O Steve, you're the captain of my heart! I hope we can stay like this forever and not be killed in some freakish accident like a spontaneous tidal wave..."
- I kind of love how Engle can evoke an entire yacht from just two panes of glass and one of those phallic knobby things on the steering wheel.
Best things about this back cover:
- Is the text supposed to mirror the tidal wave on the cover? Because if so, fail.
- Gray-on-blue = not advised as a cover copy option unless you hate your readers, good taste, and common decency.
Carter kept his eye on the blade, started circling crab-fashion.
Fully half the sentences on this page are written in this conjunction- and pronoun-hating fashion. "He glared at Carter, pulled a long-bladed fishing knife from the scabbard at his belt." "Joe started to protest, subsided at a snarled order from Carter." Etc. Maybe Kane thinks it creates momentum. I think it creates annoyance. In me. Being a hard-boiled writer means not just paring down your prose, but knowing where the paring is supposed to happen.
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