Eyes of the Innocent by Brad Parks

I need to start this review with a disclaimer.  Despite yesterday's beautiful blog posting by Brad Parks, Brad knew I would never promise a positive review of his new book, Eyes of the Innocent.  In fact, he told me to feel free to rip it, because I've never given anyone a good review because they were a friend.  That said, Eyes of the Innocent is released today, and it's even better than his Nero and Shamus award-winning mystery, Faces of the Gone.

Carter Ross is an investigative reporter for New Jersey's largest newspaper, The Newark Eagle-Examiner.  He's survived long enough in a day of newspaper cutbacks to know how to play the game.  So, the mistakes he made on a Monday morning were certain to lead to trouble.  His editor paired him with the newest young intern, called "Sweet Thang" by the staff, and sent them to cover a house fire that killed to little boys.  However, despite Carter's arguments, because the executive editor wanted a story about space heaters, they were sent to cover that angle.  Too bad they didn't end up covering a space heater story.

Instead, Carter. one of the last remaining WASPs in Newark, and a wealthy twenty-two-year-old girl end up at the end of a knife in a burnt-out house.  From there, it only gets worse.  Lauren (Sweet Thang) has a gift with witnesses, and before long Akilah Harris,  the mother of the two dead childen, has told her sob story of an orphaned life, working two jobs, trying to pay a mortgage.  That story is set for the front page, until it starts to unravel.  There are missing mortgage records, and Akilah's story has a few other missing pieces.  When a city councilman with links to Akilah goes missing, it seems there's much more to the story.  Carter knows it could be a heck of a story, with a missing councilman, missing mortage papers, urban house-flipping and political corruption.  "Reporters love cover-ups only slightly less than they love their mothers - more if their mother doesn't cook well."  In the long run, though, it's Carter's editor who points out what the story is really about, the two dead little boys and all the people who failed them.  The pictures of those little boys in the newspaper showed "The eyes of the innocent."

Brad Parks, through Carter Ross, unravels a complex, tragic story of corruption, greed and murder.  At the same time, the book is filled with the humor that gets an investigative reporter through the smut and sordid details that are part of the job.  In the very beginning Carter admits he made four mistakes on Monday, and tries to get out of writing the space heater story.  "Can't we just reprint one of the old space heater stories?...I seem to recall from the archives the nineteen eighty-eight space heater story was a classic - fruity yet full-bodied, with hints of singed circuit breaker."  There are funny comments throughout the book.  But, the best humor comes from Parks' wonderful characters themselves.  Poor Carter Ross, trapped between a man-hungry city editor and a sexy "Sweet Thang" while the gay Cuban intern makes fun of Carter for his WASPish clothes and his woman problems.  I just have a feeling Parks knew, and now Carter Ross knows, people like the pawnshop and restaurant owners, and the councilman's aide.  All of these characters bring a realistic feeling to Eyes of the Innocent.

Investigative reporters have the perfect job for uncovering crime.  Carter Ross, and his friends and acquaintances, have a world of crime ahead of them.  It's time for readers to discover Newark, New Jersey through Carter Ross' eyes, and with his sense of humor.  Once you've seen his world, it will be the last time you can view newspapers, city government, or Newark through the Eyes of the Innocent.


For more Brad, visit his website (http://www.bradparksbooks.com/), follow him on Twitter (http://www.twitter.com/brad_parks) or became a fan of Brad Parks Books on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/#/pages/Brad-Parks-Books/137190195628?ref=ts).

Eyes of the Innocent by Brad Parks. St. Martin's Minotaur, ©2011. ISBN 9780312574789 (hardcover), 304p.

*****
FTC Full Disclosure - The publisher sent me copies of the book, in hopes I would review it.

Brad Parks, Guest Blogger

Brad Parks won both the Shamus and Nero Awards for his debut novel, Faces of the Gone, a first time achievement for an author.  His second Carter Ross mystery, Eyes of the Innocent, is due out tomorrow.   I know Brad is funny because I follow his posts on Twitter.  So, when I asked Brad to do a guest blog, I suggested he write something funny that readers would enjoy.  Instead, he wrote something that touched my heart, and made me cry.   Thank you, Brad, for an untraditional guest blog.

By Brad Parks                                                                                        


Guest Blogger

Exactly twenty-six years and five months ago, at the end of a hot and dusty Connecticut summer, in a time of desperation the likes of which I can now barely describe, I committed a heinous crime.

I stole from a public library.

Let me explain. I was 10 years old. I had a bad case of swimmer’s ear, which meant I couldn’t go in the neighborhood pool. For the first time in my life, all I could do is read. And the book that ignited my imagination was “Gentle Ben,” Walt Morey’s classic story about a boy and his pet grizzly bear.

According to the fading stamp on the title page, I checked it out of the Ridgefield (Conn.) Public Library on Aug. 9, 1984. It was due back 21 days later. As such, on Aug. 31, 1984, I became a criminal. And I have been one every day since, because I still have the book, dog-eared, water-stained and sun-faded from the dozens of readings to which I ultimately subjected it.

I think of “Gentle Ben” often these days, every time I read about another library having to slash its budget, eliminate staff or close down branches. It makes me wonder if some kid out there is going to lose a chance to find his own “Gentle Ben,” a book that fuels a lifelong love of written words.

There’s no question this is a discouraging time for libraries, those who value them and those who work in them. Across the country, library budgets are being assaulted, and not just with the kind of single-digit cuts that can be swallowed by bumping down the thermostat a few degrees. These are major, double-digit hacks.

I got an e-mail last month from a dear librarian friend of mine talking about just how devastating it’s been. She’s the director of a large library system in New Jersey and she catalogued her list of woes – having to fire dozens of employees, putting her entire staff on rotating furlough, closing down branches.

But the really heartbreaking part of the e-mail was when she talked about her fear of what might come next, how paralyzing the uncertainty was, and how she felt like it was interfering with how well she could do her job.

And, believe me, I understand how that feels. I know what it’s like to see good friends and valued colleagues walk out the door because no one wants to pay their salaries anymore; to live with the anxiety of knowing the worst might not be over; to feel like you are failing a public that put its trust in you to deliver something so vital to Democracy.

I know, because I used to be a newspaper reporter.

The financial difficulty libraries are going through now is sort of like what newspapers began experiencing in about 2001. Or maybe it was 2004. It was a storm that eventually claimed me as a victim – I took a buyout in 2008 to pursue a career as a novelist – but not before I spent several long years working in an industry immersed in a total financial apocalypse.

And, yeah, I let it get to me. It got to everyone at times. Newsroom morale was in the tank. We walked around like zombies half the time. We consumed endless energy speculating when the next staff cut or pay cut was coming. It was depressing and debilitating.

So it’s hard to watch the public library, this institution I value so much, go through its own bloodletting.

I’m not here to opine about how wrong it is from a policy standpoint (though, unquestionably, it is). I’m not here to debate the wisdom of savings pennies at the library when there are still twenties and fifties to be saved elsewhere (though, really, libraries are such a slim portion of municipal spending, can’t you balance your budget somewhere else?). I’m not even here to point out that the library is the one public amenity that serves absolutely everyone in a community (though it does).

I’m here to say to all you library scientists out there:

Don’t give up.

Don’t let it get to you.

Don’t be discouraged.

We need you. Now more than ever. Many of our most cherished American ideals – like the concept that a poor, mixed-race kid could grow up to be President – are predicated on the notion that knowledge is available to all, not just those wealthy and privileged enough to afford Kindles and trips to Barnes & Noble.

And, yeah, it’s easy to get dragged down in the gloom. But if I learned one thing from watching a newspaper melt down around me, it’s that you can also make the choice not to get derailed by it. You can realize you’re still fortunate enough to do a fulfilling job, a profession that you (and a whole lot of other people) really value, whether they remember to stop and take the time to say it or not.

For me, I worked hard to find satisfaction in putting a well-written story in the newspaper, something that touched people, exposed a wrong, or made the world better in some small way. Those kinds of victories are always out there to be found. You just have to remember to look for them and hold onto them.

Think back to why you became a librarian. Was it because the duly elected knuckleheads on the town council would show the wisdom to keep your funding at an appropriate level? Was it because of some action in the state legislature? Of course not. It’s because you love books and connecting readers to the wisdom and wonder that lies inside of them.

It’s because somewhere out there, there’s a kid looking for his own “Gentle Ben.” Please help him find it.

Just make sure he returns it.

Brad Parks’s debut, FACES OF THE GONE, became the first book ever to win the Nero Award and Shamus Award, two of crime fiction’s most prestigious prizes. His next book, EYES OF THE INNOCENT, releases tomorrow from St. Martin’s Press/Minotaur Books. Library Journal gave it a starred review, calling it “as good if not better (than) his acclaimed debut.” For more Brad, visit his website (http://www.bradparksbooks.com/), follow him on Twitter (http://www.twitter.com/brad_parks) or became a fan of Brad Parks Books on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/#/pages/Brad-Parks-Books/137190195628?ref=ts).

And, thank you, Brad, for reminding me, in what is a hard time for librarians, why I originally went into the profession, for boys who loved Gentle Ben, and for boys like my husband, who loved a book so much, he hid it under his bed so he didn't have to return it to the library, and, to the day he died, was proud of reading the most books one summer at his library's summer reading club.  Libraries, and librarians, do make a difference in people's lives.

Eyes of the Innocent by Brad Parks.  St. Martin's Minotaur, ©2011. ISBN 9780312574789 (hardcover), 304p.