In the bookstore today, looking. (And writing, of course. Always writing.) I picked up an author I’ve read before, and have been glad I did: the author is Brian Freeman, and the book is his newest, Stalked. The novel is a dead husband story with a hard twist, but what I like about Freeman’s books are how flawed the characters are. He’s willing to write really…well, real people, and that’s unusual in this genre, where you often see larger-than-life deities swooping in to save the day. I really liked Freeman’s debut, the Edgar-nominated Immoral, and this one may just be better. (Kudos to St. Martin’s on the cover, by the way. And speaking of that, how many good thriller writers is St. Martin’s going to publish? Holy shnikes they’re doing some good work over there. Nice work, guys.)