I love just about everything Walter Mosley writes. The Last Days of Ptolemy Gray is one of my favorite novels ever, The Tempest Tales made me laugh and think, his Easy Rawlins mysteries make me cry and think, and his most recent series, starring ex-boxer Lenoid McGill, make me smile wryly and think even more. I guess you could say that Mosley is a writer who loves to puzzle out — and is the writer for readers who love to puzzle endlessly about — life’s mysteries, ironies, and beauties.

Just to prove that I am not love-blind for Mosley, there is one book of his that absolutely clunked for me, Known to Evil, the second in his Leonid McGill series. But I LOVED When the Thrill is Gone, his latest McGill, in which McGill must search out a missing person who turns out to be someone most unexpected — and unexpectedly welcome. McGill is finally on the brink of accepting the man his father was — “dreams are like oceans…If they’re worth a damn they’re bigger than the dreamer, and sometimes, when the one dreaming wants to be as big as what they imagine, the wave pulls ‘em down” — and of becoming the father he wants to be.

The idea of him and Twill working together just thrills me and I don’t have long to wait in order to find out how it all works out, because the next Leonid McGill comes out next week! Come back soon for my review of All I Did Was Shoot My Man.