In the twelfth installment of the Collins-Burke Mystery Series, Halifax author, Anne Emery, brings us an unforgettable hero in the guise of Seamus Rynne, or Shay, as he’s known to the lads.
If you’re an armchair traveler, this book will sweep you up and transport you to Ireland. If you’ve traveled Ireland, like I have, this book will remind you what you’ve forgotten and are longing to experience again. That charm that is Ireland. It’s both homely and worldly. Set, for the most part, in 1970s Dublin, Fenian Street is historical crime fiction at its finest. This is a lengthy, ambitious book (422 pages) and Emery doesn’t shy away from discussing “The Troubles” — the politics of the time, given that her main characters are Republicans, and some are I.R.A. Emery combines real historical personages with fictional characters to ground her story in fact.
These unforgettable characters, with hearts of gold and tongues that spin stories like a seanchaí (shanachie), will take you pub-crawling in Dublin where you’ll have to throw back a pint or two just to keep up with the cracking dialogue. Then, in part two, you’ll be transported to 1970s New York to brush up against the likes of Mickey Spillane and certain Irish gangsters.
So, what’s the craic?
Young Shay Rynne, who grew up in the impoverished Corporation flats on Fenian Street in Dublin, wants to become a member of An Garda Síochána (Guardians of the Peace), the national police force in Ireland. But Dubliners like himself are unwelcome. When a childhood friend, Rosie McGinn, is found “lying at the foot of the back staircase of Goss’s Hotel” with fingermarks bruising her neck, and the investigating DS deems her death accidental, Shay vows to find her killer. He gets on the force and shines, though he’s made an enemy of the investigating officer, DS McCreevy.
Then he’s called to the scene of the brutal death of local politician, Darragh McLogan, and becomes embroiled in a murder investigation that leads him all the way to Hell’s Kitchen in New York City.
Emery’s research is extensive and she includes an extensive bibliography. She also acknowledges several retired garda who helped her with answers to her procedural questions. She’s traveled often in Ireland, as several family members originated there, and knows it well. And she has first-hand experience of what Ireland was like during The Troubles. She took the train from Dublin to Belfast in the 1980s and “saw cars being stopped and searched at checkpoints, saw the tanks, and the British soldiers in the streets with their rifles.” When Shay and Father Burke travel to the refugee camps in northern County Meath to help out, you know it’s heartfelt. “People were streaming across the border from the North to escape the attacks: loyalists—loyal to Britain, not to Ireland—were shooting Catholics and setting fire to their homes” (28). This, sadly, was the climate of the times.
I asked Anne Emery what it was like to write an entire book in dialogue. She said: “Writing dialogue is my favourite part of the process. I could spend hours with a group of people and not remember a thing about what they wore. But I can recount conversations, often word-for-word, and I can remember the cadences and tones of voice.” This gift is apparent in Fenian Street.
Just for fun, I wrote a list of all the Irish terms I found intriguing, many of which pertain to drinking alcohol. They have “lashings of drink”, get “langered” and “gilled.” Shay’s “oul fella” (father) Talkie Rynne is often “on the batter.” Rosie’s killed at a “hooley” (party) thrown by politicians, and if that doesn’t give you “a case of the janglers” nothing will. Shay is “heart-scawded” (overwrought) with the news of his friend’s death and so becomes a “peeler” (policeman.) Later, he’s “cock-a-hoop” to hear from his old girlfriend. You’ll think you’re in a Dublin snug as you slip into this heartfelt story.
Emery assures me that she’ll keep writing the series indefinitely so there’s plenty more shenanigans to come. If you’ve never tried the Collins-Burke Mysteries, don’t think you must start at the beginning. You can start right here. Fenian Street stands alone. Though Father Brennan Burke makes his usual charming appearances, this is Shay’s book.
I read Canadian because Canadian writers are among the best in the world. I also review Canadian authors almost exclusively. I once read a post where someone wrote that there were no good Canadian authors. That just set me on a mission to prove them wrong. Still, a Canadian author can’t make the New York Times best sellers list unless they have an ultra rich American publisher who decides to bankroll them. That’s just the way it is. Too often, we Canadians are relegated to the bottom of the pile. For these reasons and more, I read Canadian and love the books I read.
This is a list of books I’ve read in the past year written by Canadian authors. Most have appeared, or will appear, in the Ottawa Review of Books. This is my way of supporting my fellow writers, giving them well-deserved exposure, and sending gratitude out into this beautiful land I love.
I may not read as much next year as I have my own books to write. But if you’re looking for some great Canadian writing, check out this list:
Under an Outlaw Moon, Dietrich Kalteis (crime)
Elements of Indigenous Style, Greg Younging (a must-have writing guide)
The Last of the Gifted series, Marie Powell (YA Welsh historical fantasy)
Hunting by Stars, Cherie Dimaline (YA Indigenous sci-fi)
Blood Mark, JP McLean (supernatural thriller)
White Lightning, Melissa Yi (crime)
Bloody Relations, Don Gutteridge (historical fiction)
A Stranger in Town, Kelley Armstrong (crime)
Wild Not Broken. Sarah Kades (romance)
The Deepest of Secrets, Kelley Armstrong (crime)
The Corpse with the Turquoise Toes, Cathy Ace (cozy crime)
Obsidian, Thomas King (Indigenous crime)
Deep House, Thomas King (Indigenous crime)
The Mother of All Degrassi, Linda Schuyler (memoir)
Cambium Blue, Maureen Brownlee (fiction)
Fenian Street, Anne Emery (Irish historical crime)
Ghost Mark, JP McLean (supernatural thriller)
The Things I Came Here With. Chris MacDonald (memoir)
The Legend of Sarah, Leslie Gadallah (fantasy)
Wolf at the Door, Joel McKay (fantasy)
Murder at Haven’s Rock. Kelley Armstrong (crime)
A Rip Through Time. Kelley Armstrong (time-travel, Scottish historical, crime)
Many authors are offering trailers of their books these days. It’s an entertaining way to introduce readers to your story in less than sixty seconds, using just a few key images, select quotations, and music. But how do you do it? There are a couple of ways to go about it. One, pay someone who knows what they’re doing. Two, take a risk and create your own. It’s actually not that difficult.
If you decide to make your own trailer, there’s a techie part and an artistic part. I read a couple of articles (here’s one) that explained how to create slides in Canva Pro, animate them, and add text. Creating the slides is the artistic part. Use your book blurb; you know that little piece you sweated over that went on the back cover? You have to search through tons of images to find the ones that grab you. I was stoked to find images that really portrayed my key characters. I honestly think the gods were with me that day.
Once I had the slides created, I dropped them into I-Movie. After that, all you need is a cinematic soundtrack and you’re off. Be sure to use royalty-free music and not just some song that you really like. Youtube has lots of royalty-free music that can be used commercially. This music is “Claim of Thrones.”
I penciled a storyboard and worked a few hours creating the slides. The hardest part was capturing the theme and key points that really described the story. After that the whole thing magically came together with the soundtrack. Here it is. What do you think?
It might seem unusual to be publishing a memoir in your mid-forties but when you’re an old soul with miles of experiential wisdom to impart, it works beautifully.
This is a genuinely inspirational story of perseverance and resilience. Chris MacDonald is a Toronto tattoo artist who’s come a long way from his rural beginnings in Alliston, Ontario, where he ran wild with his brothers. Along the way, his parents divorced and his mother disappeared from his life. He lived the life of an at-risk kid—cutting school, imbibing, starving, skateboarding, playing punk rock—learning his trade, and building relationships along the way.
“I miss my mom all the time. Maybe if I had closure, things would be different. Unfortunately, I don’t. I only have the things I came here with” (257).
Those things are a creative soul, a solid work ethic, and a talent for music and art. Chris’s writing is lyrical and impressive, flowing from his fingers like the tattoos he respectfully etches on his client’s skin.
“Tattooing is a hulking chimerical beast, startling and beautiful when spotted. It’s a shape-shifter: a cosmic, chrome scorpion; a crude, grey-scale beauty; a Zulueta tribal badge” (240).
This page-turner is divided into three parts: early life in the small town of Alliston, surviving Toronto on his own, and finally, becoming a tattoo artist and getting his own shop. Part One flows like poetry as his memories paint the page. Part Two is tougher as he crawls through the underbelly of the city. And Part Three reads like prose. By then, MacDonald is head-down into the business of becoming an entrepreneur so he can support his new family. His poetic soul never leaves, though; it’s just transferred to his art and music.
Through a series of descriptive vignettes, we wend our way through MacDonald’s life. He’s sensitive, caring, wounded, emotional, and most of all, honest. You’ll find yourself rooting for him and identifying with him. An eighties’ kid, his first crush was a “safari-guide figurine” and then he saw Olivia Newton-John.
If you know Toronto at all, you’ll paint yourself into the many places where MacDonald skates and crashes. Poor and starving, he does what he must to survive.
I can only applaud Chris for his perseverance, and for using the talents he came here with.
You can find Chris at Under My Thumb on the “western edge of Little Portugal” in Toronto. You can even book some time with him, enjoy the therapy being tattooed offers, and emerge wearing one of his creations. Go to Instagram and view his work. But first, read this, his first book.
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