I just finished reading Parker’s very last Spenser, Sixkill, and found it to be just another of the thin plots Parker used in the last ten or so Spensers. The character he used for the title, a Cree Native American named Zebulon Sixkill, was simply a Hawk of a different color, and one he abandoned after the novel ended. The rest of it was mostly Spenser and Susan or Spenser and Quirk or Spenser and Z or Spenser and Rita Fiore exchanging clever comments about what drives Spenser to be the man he is, an ageless Don Quixote. I’m assuming there are no more manuscripts hiding in a trunk somewhere, but who knows. Maybe Spenser will never die even though his creator went to his grave more than a year ago.
One related bit of good news: Tom Selleck is doing another Jesse Stone on tv. Thank you, Tom Selleck. I love him as the police commissioner in Blue Bloods, but I love him even more as Jesse Stone. Too bad Blue Bloods may be canceled for next season. But may the Jesse Stones go on forever.