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ATRIA BOOKS, Paperback
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On May 30, 1593, London's most popular playwright was stabbed to death. The royal coroner ruled that Christopher Marlowe was killed in self-defense, but historians have long suspected otherwise, given his role as an "intelligencer" in the queen's secret service.In sixteenth-century London, Marlowe embarks on his final intelligence assignment, hoping to find the culprits behind a high-stakes smuggling scheme.In present-day New York, grad student turned private eye Kate Morgan is called in on an urgent matter. One of her firm's top clients, a London-based financier, has chanced upon a mysterious manuscript that had been buried for centuries -- one that someone is desperate to steal. What secret lurks in those yellowed ciphered pages? And how, so many years later, could it drive someone to kill?As Kate sets off for England, she received a second assignment. An enigmatic art dealer has made an eleven million-dollar purchase from an Iranian intelligence officer. Is it a black-market antiquities deal, or something far more sinister? Like Marlowe, Kate moonlights as a spy -- her P.I firm doubles as an off-the-books U.S. intelligence unit -- and she is soon caught like a pawn in a deadly international game. As The Intelligencer's interlocking narratives race toward a stunning collision, and Kate closes in on the truth behind Marlowe's sudden death, it becomes clear that she may have sealed a similar fate for herself.… (more)
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LibraryThing member snat
There's a certain kind of novel that I like to blame on the Indiana Jones franchise. It appeals to academics and hobbyists who dabble in and become experts in little pockets of knowledge that, frankly, the rest of the world just doesn't give a damn about. They know their stuff, they've read their
Unfortunately, I'm a sucker for this type of novel. It's my guilty pleasure because it's the antithesis of the life I live, happily sitting in my papasan chair, sipping coffee, and reading book after book after book. The idea that I could be out there, saving the day, with my literary knowledge and rapier wit, is just fun. Impractical. Impossible. And did I mention fun?
However, while this is admittedly the reading equivalent of sitting down and inhaling a bag of chips and then feeling guilty later, I do have some requirements for this type of book. It has to be fast-paced, it has to be clever, it has to know its topic well (I don't mind when the narrative digresses to cleverly teach me something I did not know before), and it has to have, if we're to continue with the potato chip analogy, some texture, some flavor, some crunch. Don't hand me a bag of plain potato chips when I know that I could have a bag of cheddar-bacon-sour cream-barbecue-nacho-chicken and waffles (yeah, apparently that is a chip flavor)-smokehouse ribs-ultra-maximum-loaded-flavor-explosion. If I'm going to feel guilty later, might as well go balls out now.
Alas, The Intelligencer is a bag of plain potato chips. Silbert knows her subject well and sprinkles interesting historical tidbits throughout the novel, but everything else is just bland. Bland characters, bland dialogue, and a bland mystery. The novel consists of two alternating plot lines: one set in Elizabethan England and one set in present day New York. In Elizabethan England, playwright Christopher Marlowe lives a double life as a spy for his country, a plot which parallels that of present day Kate Morgan, grad student turned private investigator. Marlowe investigates a smuggling operation that could put his life in danger; Kate investigates a shady art dealer while also looking into the appearance of a strange book chronicling secret intel from Queen Elizabeth's own spy network. We can also assume her life will be in danger and that these two narratives will eventually converge with the present day Kate unraveling the shocking truth behind Marlowe's death (not a spoiler since Marlowe's death has always been presented as mysterious).
The alternating plotline seems unnecessary as the one about Marlowe is far superior and more interesting. The interruptions by Kate in the present day slow down the narrative and lessen the tension created in Marlowe's world. The characters are stock and their dialogue is clumsy. Kate Morgan also seems to be a carbon copy of the author, Leslie Silbert--even the way Kate is described matches Silbert's author photo. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, but I kept feeling as though I was just peering into Silbert's daydream, starring herself, and daydreams are only interesting to the person conjuring them up.
Ultimately, there was not enough to keep my interest and I stopped reading somewhere around page 100. Perhaps the mystery eventually picked up steam to carry the novel through to the end, but nothing I had read up to that point convinced me it would be worth my time to finish. Besides, I have much tastier offerings awaiting me on my bookshelves and, damn it, now I want a bag of chips.
Cross posted at This Insignificant Cinder
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books, they're ready for the pop quiz--but it's a quiz that's never coming. All that's left is to sit back amongst one's dusty tomes and simply daydream about excitement and adventure in a foreign land where only an Academic can save the day. There will be suspense, intrigue, and, by God, there will be khakis and a whip. Unfortunately, I'm a sucker for this type of novel. It's my guilty pleasure because it's the antithesis of the life I live, happily sitting in my papasan chair, sipping coffee, and reading book after book after book. The idea that I could be out there, saving the day, with my literary knowledge and rapier wit, is just fun. Impractical. Impossible. And did I mention fun?
However, while this is admittedly the reading equivalent of sitting down and inhaling a bag of chips and then feeling guilty later, I do have some requirements for this type of book. It has to be fast-paced, it has to be clever, it has to know its topic well (I don't mind when the narrative digresses to cleverly teach me something I did not know before), and it has to have, if we're to continue with the potato chip analogy, some texture, some flavor, some crunch. Don't hand me a bag of plain potato chips when I know that I could have a bag of cheddar-bacon-sour cream-barbecue-nacho-chicken and waffles (yeah, apparently that is a chip flavor)-smokehouse ribs-ultra-maximum-loaded-flavor-explosion. If I'm going to feel guilty later, might as well go balls out now.
Alas, The Intelligencer is a bag of plain potato chips. Silbert knows her subject well and sprinkles interesting historical tidbits throughout the novel, but everything else is just bland. Bland characters, bland dialogue, and a bland mystery. The novel consists of two alternating plot lines: one set in Elizabethan England and one set in present day New York. In Elizabethan England, playwright Christopher Marlowe lives a double life as a spy for his country, a plot which parallels that of present day Kate Morgan, grad student turned private investigator. Marlowe investigates a smuggling operation that could put his life in danger; Kate investigates a shady art dealer while also looking into the appearance of a strange book chronicling secret intel from Queen Elizabeth's own spy network. We can also assume her life will be in danger and that these two narratives will eventually converge with the present day Kate unraveling the shocking truth behind Marlowe's death (not a spoiler since Marlowe's death has always been presented as mysterious).
The alternating plotline seems unnecessary as the one about Marlowe is far superior and more interesting. The interruptions by Kate in the present day slow down the narrative and lessen the tension created in Marlowe's world. The characters are stock and their dialogue is clumsy. Kate Morgan also seems to be a carbon copy of the author, Leslie Silbert--even the way Kate is described matches Silbert's author photo. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, but I kept feeling as though I was just peering into Silbert's daydream, starring herself, and daydreams are only interesting to the person conjuring them up.
Ultimately, there was not enough to keep my interest and I stopped reading somewhere around page 100. Perhaps the mystery eventually picked up steam to carry the novel through to the end, but nothing I had read up to that point convinced me it would be worth my time to finish. Besides, I have much tastier offerings awaiting me on my bookshelves and, damn it, now I want a bag of chips.
Cross posted at This Insignificant Cinder
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LibraryThing member cbl_tn
In her first novel, author Leslie Silbert weaves together the mystery surrounding the death of Elizabethan poet and playwright Christopher Marlowe with a modern-day investigation of a newly-discovered manuscript that may reveal secrets that led to Marlowe's death. A second modern storyline involves
The plot is complicated, yet somehow it works, at least for me. All three story lines progressed at the same pace and held my attention equally. A Renaissance scholar turned private investigator sounds far-fetched, yet it mirrors the author's own career path. Silbert followed the often-heard advice for authors, "write about what you know". The events that take place are unlikely, but not completely unbelievable.
The book reads like it's the first book in a series. The events in the story have the potential to affect several of the heroine's relationships. It seems like the author intends to continue those relationship threads in a subsequent book. Both the author's and publisher's Web sites say that the author is working on a second novel about the artist Caravaggio, but the author's Web site hasn't been updated in a long time. I liked The Intelligencer well enough to hope that the second novel will be published eventually.
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a U.S. intelligence operation probing the activities of a wealthy art collector who has some shady connections.The plot is complicated, yet somehow it works, at least for me. All three story lines progressed at the same pace and held my attention equally. A Renaissance scholar turned private investigator sounds far-fetched, yet it mirrors the author's own career path. Silbert followed the often-heard advice for authors, "write about what you know". The events that take place are unlikely, but not completely unbelievable.
The book reads like it's the first book in a series. The events in the story have the potential to affect several of the heroine's relationships. It seems like the author intends to continue those relationship threads in a subsequent book. Both the author's and publisher's Web sites say that the author is working on a second novel about the artist Caravaggio, but the author's Web site hasn't been updated in a long time. I liked The Intelligencer well enough to hope that the second novel will be published eventually.
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LibraryThing member emhromp2
A very intelligent thriller about a book full of information about the Elizabethan court. I liked it very much, but I had to read it in one time, because otherwise I would have forgotten most of the plot.
LibraryThing member verbafacio
This unique story is told from two different time periods. In the first, Christopher Marlowe is maneuvering his way through Queen Elizabeth's court as an early intelligence operative. Kit's flippant attitude toward authority and his dangerous knowledge prove deadly.
Meanwhile, a private investigator
I read this book on an airplane, and it is definitely a page turner with a few suprising plot twists. However, it is not particularly well written, and there were several cringe-inducing sentences. The alternating plots and historical periods keep the story fresh and very readable.
Meanwhile, a private investigator
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in the present day is trying to discover the provenance of a mysterious encoded book dating from the 16th century. At the same time, others in her agency are tracking down a missing intelligence operative. Of course, all three plot lines are closely related.I read this book on an airplane, and it is definitely a page turner with a few suprising plot twists. However, it is not particularly well written, and there were several cringe-inducing sentences. The alternating plots and historical periods keep the story fresh and very readable.
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LibraryThing member bfolds
I chose this book primariliy out of interest for its re-telling of the Christopher Marlowe story, but finally gave up out of exasperation with the -- in my opinion -- laughably bad writing. Particularly in the "present day" sections of the story in which the author tracks the
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beautiful-but-brilliant-Renaiissance-scholar-cum-private-eye (please), the dialogue reminded me of the cheap novels I read at the beach in high school. After groaning through 120 pages, I reminded myself that life's too short for bad books and gave up. So there. Show Less
LibraryThing member wyvernfriend
Very good read, tho sometimes you wonder if it would have been better if just one timeline had been used, I liked the characters and it was quite good in an oldfashioned murder mystery way where you didn't know the identity of the villian until the end!
LibraryThing member alibrarian
The timeline with Christopher Marlowe is not entirely bad, but the modern part is just simply awful. The only good part is that I spent no money on this book. I gave it a half star only because you can't give a rating of zero.
LibraryThing member chmessing
Okay, so I said "yeah, right" to myself a few too many times while reading this book - a little overdone, if you will. I wanted to throttle the smarmy Cidro from the moment his character entered the story. Many interesting details of the spymaster game during the time of Queen Elizabeth I, but
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seems to have taken serious poetic license with the hazy details of Christopher Marlowe's short life. Read this one as fiction, not historical fiction. Show Less
LibraryThing member sweetiegherkin
A spy novel set in both the 16th and 21st centuries, with the 16th century story involving famed playwright Christopher Marlowe. The two stories intertwine in unlikely ways. The audio version was particularly interesting in that there are separate narrators for each century, clearly delineating the
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LibraryThing member JohnGrant1
There's a 16th-century manuscript/compilation in this novel called The Anatomy of Secrets, and really it's the maguffin that holds the whole plot together. My bet is that Silbert originally called her novel The Anatomy of Secrets, but then some bright spark changed the title.
Speculation, of course.
Reader, my fingers trembled as I opened it.
And of course I was disappointed; but I was surprised by just quite how disappointed I was. The book isn't extraordinarily bad — please don't get that impression. It's just, well, flat. Silbert writes with the earnest worthiness of someone who's subscribed to one or two creative-writing correspondence courses too many. The result is that, while the words seem all to be there and in roughly the correct order, there's no conviction at all in the telling of her tale. I never caught a single whiff of 16th-century London, nor even of modern London and New York City, where the "present-day" strand is located.
It was a terrible pity, because Silbert clearly did her research and had lots of interesting ingredients to throw into the stewpot. Maybe it'll all work better next time.
Speculation, of course.
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This is one of those novels where there are two parallel narrative strands, one relating derring-do going on in the historical past while the other concerns itself with derring-do going on in the present. The central figure of the "history" strand is Christopher Marlowe; major supporting cast members include Francis Walsingham. On the face of it, The Intelligencer would seem to be a novel designed with precisely me in mind.Reader, my fingers trembled as I opened it.
And of course I was disappointed; but I was surprised by just quite how disappointed I was. The book isn't extraordinarily bad — please don't get that impression. It's just, well, flat. Silbert writes with the earnest worthiness of someone who's subscribed to one or two creative-writing correspondence courses too many. The result is that, while the words seem all to be there and in roughly the correct order, there's no conviction at all in the telling of her tale. I never caught a single whiff of 16th-century London, nor even of modern London and New York City, where the "present-day" strand is located.
It was a terrible pity, because Silbert clearly did her research and had lots of interesting ingredients to throw into the stewpot. Maybe it'll all work better next time.
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LibraryThing member viking2917
Having just returned from London, and seeing The Secret Agent (a play about Sir Francis Walsingham and Elizabeth I) at the Globe Theater Complex, and having just finished reading The Queen's Agent (a bio of Walsingham), I was excited to revisit The Intelligencer, a novel of Christopher Marlowe,
Marlowe was a contemporary of Walsingham as well as Shakespeare, and was in addition a spy for the Elizabethan crown, it's generally accepted that he was in Walsingham's pay. Although by the time of The Intelligencer, Walsingham is dead and Sir Robert Cecil, Lord Burghley, and his son, are mostly in charge of the Elizabethan spy apparatus.
The Intelligencer is a two-timeline mystery, pairing Marlowe's exploits and life with the adventures of Kate Morgan, a private investigator, who in fact works for a CIA front organization. The common thread is the discovery of a book containing Walsingham's most valuable secrets. In Marlowe's time, the hunt for the book is on. When a modern day researcher discovers the book, events are set in motion linking the two timelines.
The Intelligencer is good fun if you are at all interested in Elizabethan times, especially in regards the theater or the spy world or both. It's readily accessible, although having just read The Queen's Agent, a biography of Walsingham, I was well prepared for the historical side of it. Best of all, since I'd read it 12 years ago, I'd forgotten the ending and the bad guy for most of the book, so it was a good read the second time too!
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which I'd last read in 2005. Marlowe was a contemporary of Walsingham as well as Shakespeare, and was in addition a spy for the Elizabethan crown, it's generally accepted that he was in Walsingham's pay. Although by the time of The Intelligencer, Walsingham is dead and Sir Robert Cecil, Lord Burghley, and his son, are mostly in charge of the Elizabethan spy apparatus.
The Intelligencer is a two-timeline mystery, pairing Marlowe's exploits and life with the adventures of Kate Morgan, a private investigator, who in fact works for a CIA front organization. The common thread is the discovery of a book containing Walsingham's most valuable secrets. In Marlowe's time, the hunt for the book is on. When a modern day researcher discovers the book, events are set in motion linking the two timelines.
The Intelligencer is good fun if you are at all interested in Elizabethan times, especially in regards the theater or the spy world or both. It's readily accessible, although having just read The Queen's Agent, a biography of Walsingham, I was well prepared for the historical side of it. Best of all, since I'd read it 12 years ago, I'd forgotten the ending and the bad guy for most of the book, so it was a good read the second time too!
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LibraryThing member Andy5185
Tried it --- just not for me.
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Awards
Dilys Award (Nominee — 2005)
Language
Original publication date
2004-02
Physical description
9.2 inches
ISBN
0743536495 / 9780743536493