It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? Swear I’m still alive. Better yet, we’ve got a guest post today from the author of The Icon Thief, a suspense novel out just last month. This is one of those books that I haven’t gotten a chance to review because of schedule slips, but I’ll be buying it as soon as I’ve got the time.
The Jackal’s Breakfast
When I was writing my suspense novel The Icon Thief, the book I read the most for inspiration was Frederick Forsyth’s The Day of the Jackal. This shouldn’t be surprising: more than forty years after it was published, Forsyth’s debut remains the best international thriller ever written, and it’s arguably still the single most influential novel of its kind. Much of its fascination comes from the figure of the Jackal himself, a coolly efficient British assassin who claims more than a few innocent victims, yes, but is also enormously attractive, to the point where a reader can’t help rooting for him, at least to some extent, as he nears his deadly appointment in Paris. We like the Jackal, despite ourselves, because he’s professional, clever, and resourceful as he goes about his business of forging identities, obtaining weapons—and even making breakfast. Here’s my favorite paragraph in the entire book: