James Crumley, Dead at 68

September 25, 2008 D. H. McKee

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This is too bad. I really liked Crumley’s work. I was just hoping to hear more from him.
James Crumley, Crime Novelist, Is Dead at 68 – Obituary (Obit) – NYTimes.com

James Crumley, a critically acclaimed crime novelist whose drug-infused, alcohol-soaked, profanity-laced, breathtakingly violent books swept the hard-boiled detective from the Raymond Chandler era into an amoral, utterly dissolute, apocalyptic post-Vietnam universe, died on Wednesday in Missoula, Mont. He was 68 and lived in Missoula.
No single cause of death had been identified, his family said. Mr. Crumley had been in declining health with kidney, vascular and other problems in recent years.

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