“His manner was warm and engaging. He projected a welcome as wide as the gap in his mouth where 6 or 7 upper front teeth were missing.”
One year ago I began Dispatches from Noir. On 3 January 2011 I summoned my inner Chandler, and this was my first post. It isn’t much, but hopefully I’ve done better since. It’s gratifying to know I’ve been writing (such as it is) for a year, and I’m glad some of you are still reading my scribblings, book reviews, etc. So here’s to another year!