Ellroy tosses the room

I fucking love James Ellroy's books, and always snatch them up straight away when they come out. Then I rip through them, and then spend the next few months trying not to write like him, because that never works for anybody (seriously, book reviewers who try to write about him in his style are the most embarrassing thing in all literary fiction).

The Enchanters is like all of his books - full of the worst, most reprehensible men. Real scum who murder and destroy peoples lives, and soil the entire system with their unstoppable urges.

But I always love the way they toss a room, or set it up. The way the process if always so meticulous, so precise, so professional. Wire taps and panty drawers set up by people out of their goddamn minds on speed. Always stream of consciousness vibes as they do the work. Just immaculate fiction.