Oh, Hitch

In light of the death of Robert B. Parker yesterday I am reposting a few of my appreciative entries from the past. Thank you sir for the gift of Everett Hitch.

Now I'm as much a Jane Austen fan as the next chick, maybe even more so since, as an occasional fiction writer, I fervently acknowledge her as a foremother. (If you remember your literary history novels started as a strictly feminine art form.) But after seeing the movie of "Appaloosa" on Monday I gotta say you can keep your Mr. Darcy, for a literary soulmate, one who is just the right combo of tough on the outside and tender on the inside, I'll take Everett Hitch every time.

Oh yeah.