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Short Story Collection "'Heart Fever" finalist in the Silver Falchion Award 2018

The Silver Falchion Award is a well-known prize for the thriller/noir/mystery genre in the States. Members of the Jury of the Falchion are professional writers, book reviewers, librarians, academics, and—in specialized cases—specific industry peers. According to them, the focus is on quality, not popularity. With my short story collection "Heart Fever"(Anaphora Literary Press), I am one of the finalists in the category "short story collection" of the 2018 edition. I was the only non-American author in the pack of hundreds of authors. On the occasion of the prize, Anaphora Literary Press has published a new edition of "Heart Fever", with my Falchion-badge on the cover. 

An atypical thriller of the kind I like most

Usually, I’m not a great reader of series, but after “The Redemption Of Charm” from the accomplished novelist Frank Westworth, I definitely want to read the whole trilogy. In my review, published on GoodReads and Amazon, you can find the reason why.

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By chance, I read “The Redemption Of Charm”, the third novel in the Killing Sisters trilogy from Frank Westworth, first. I always like it when an author of a series displays his skill by making each book of a series intimately intertwined with the Grand Total Picture, but also superbly readable as a stand-alone. Only an author who knows thoroughly his craft can do that. Westworth does it.
The second feature I liked about the novel was – and please allow me to get a bit personal here – the feel of authenticity Westworth gives his characters, especially ex-soldier Jean-Jacques Stoner. I’ve been a travel writer in conflict areas from 1990 until 2003. I’ve met characters precisely like JJ Stoner in, for instance, the Balkan-wars during the 1990s: ex-militia men or soldiers, so mutilated inside by their experiences and losses that they seemed multiple characters in one body. One moment, they were deadly dangerous and ruthless; the next you saw the men they had been before the war shimmering through their toughness. Their disdain for their own death was genuine, but underneath it lurked the painful melancholy and the coal-black humour with which they defended themselves against their mental wounds. Frank Westworth captured these fluid, often unexpected and frightening, psychological changes in men like that flawlessly in Stoner, and I tip my hat to him for that. Not many authors are able to pull that off.
Let me be short about the plot: it’s sinewy, often unpredictable, and, in times, sinisterly aggressive. Bottom line: it is a plot like every modern crime fiction novel should have, but not so many do.
The style then, one of my favourite features of a novel: concise, witty, melodious, syncopated, wry, philosophical / nihilistic at times, but always with an eerie high voltage feeling to it. There is something hypnotic about the book as a whole: although it doesn’t follow the well-trodden – and lately much abused – path of hyper-action tempo, there is always, on every page, that feeling of near-exploding tension… And then it does explode, only to build up again in a blink of an eye…
Conclusion: an atypical thriller this is, but those are the ones I like most. These are the ones that stay with me long after reading the sad and ominous end.

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