A few of my favorite lines from James McClure’s last book, The Song Dog (1991). I’m a huge fan of McClure’s “Kramer and Zondi mysteries” and recommend you check them out if you haven’t already.

“… a smile as fleeting as a nun’s wicked thoughts.”

“… a bald patch like the hall carpet in a cheap boarding house.”

“… as helpless as an upturned dung beetle.”

“… his face lighting up like a warthog’s at the sight of a wild melon.”

“… like a rock stuck in a dry river-bed.”

“… as unstable as a tripod that had just lost one leg.”

“… dropped dead like a poleaxed bull in a butcher’s yard.”

“… a laugh that could curdle viper’s milk.”