IN A LONELY PLACE: Dorothy Hughes

CRIME SEGEMENTS takes a backwards glance at both the book and movie, both noir classics, though with very different conceptions of the main character.

"It was good standing there on the promontory overlooking the evening sea, the fog lifting itself like gauze veils to touch his face.  There was something in it akin to flying, the sense of being lifted high above crawling earth, of bingprt of th wildnss of sir.  Something too of being closed within an unknown and strange world of mist and cloud and wind.   He’d liked flying at night; he missed after the way had crashed to and finsih and dribbled to an en.  It wasn’t the same fluing a little private create.  He’d tried it; it was like returning to the stone ax after precision tools.  He had found nothing yet to take the place of flying wild."  OPENING PARAGRAPH IN A LONELY PLACE, Dorothy Hughes, 1942.  Reissued by The Feminist Press, 2002