About Gerry Boyle

Like many crime novelists I began my writing career in newspapers—the best training ground ever. After Colby College, I knocked around, including stints as a roofer, a postman, and a manuscript reader at a big New York publisher (thumbs up for the roofer gig, thumbs down on the publishing job).
My first reporting job was with a weekly in the paper mill town of Rumford, Maine. It was there that I left my sweaty mark on high-school wrestling coverage. But there was lots of small-town crime in Rumford. I would later mine my Rumford time for my first novel, DEADLINE.
After a few months it was on to the daily Waterville, Maine Morning Sentinel, where editors learned early on that I worked best when left to my own devices. They gave me a thrice-weekly column and I wrote about stuff I saw in police stations, courtrooms, in the towns and cities of Maine. I enjoyed both hanging out with cops—and sitting with inmates in prison visiting rooms. I learned that the line between upstanding citizen and outlaw is a fine one, indeed.
And all the while I was making up stories on the side, typing away on a Smith-Corona electric typewriter.
DEADLINE came out in 1993. With an assist from Robert B. Parker, I landed a top-flight literary agent and the books came steadily after that. McMorrow and I grew up together, though at different rates. (My kids are grown up, or close to it; his daughter is four). I continue to live in a small village in central Maine, making regular trips for book research. My deal with Jack: I’ll send him into some pretty dangerous places, but I’ll scout them out first. I walk point; Jack has my back. Brandon Blake and I are still feeling each other out.
More background: I also write for magazines, including Down East. And I’m the editor of the alumni magazine at Colby College, a school that is near and dear.
Personal stuff: My wife Mary is a schoolteacher and dispenser of wise counsel. We have three children, who have scattered from Maine to Ireland. They’ve grown up with these books, and helped make them what they are.






In PORT CITY SHAKEDOWN, the first Brandon Blake novel, Brandon gets a full dose of bad guys. A brawl in a funeral home introduces him to Joel Fuller, a sociopathic hustler. Fuller is fresh out of jail and determined to take Brandon out—after Fuller and his sidekick Kelvin shake him down.
Rocky isn’t a tough guy. He’s a skinny little kid with crooked glasses, and he shouldn’t be homeless in Portland, Maine. When McMorrow and Roxanne pluck him from under the stomping feet of a gang of street kids, Rocky latches onto McMorrow–and drags him into a world of murder, both old and new. Why is McMorrow protecting Rocky? The cops want to know. Why is Rocky on the run? McMorrow wants to know. Why does death follow in Rocky’s wake? Jack and Roxanne need to find out before they’re added to the list.