Rebus turns 20… or maybe somewhere around 60.

Friday, February 9th, 2007 | You Call This News?

I’m on a literary bender again.

Started reading another Ian Rankin book over the weekend, which is usually enough to get me started on a DI Rebus kick. This one isn’t a Rebus novel — it’s a Jack Harvey book, but that really doesn’t matter. Even if I can get to the point in Rankin’s other books where I stop expecting Rebus to pop up somewhere, I still can’t get the character out of my head and I’ll end up reading one of the books in that series when I finish whatever I’m currently on. Usually I try not to drag anyone into the Rebus obsession while it’s happening.

But this time, right about the time I started the book, the Rebus made-for-ITV shows turned up in my Blockbuster queue and came in the mail. So this time, poor Christyl’s been pulled into the Rebus info gathering. Again. Last time that happened, the poor girl got dragged mercilessly around Edinburgh. (Before you start twitching too much, Christyl, just remember that the Rebus quest took us past a very lovely whisky shop with those very nice boys who gave us loads of samples, and we met some nice puppies at the Ox. Does that help a little? Hmm. No. I suspect you’ve still got the glassy-eyed stare of the tormented. Sorry.) This time, she’s just suffered through countless links sent via IM. And now I guess I’ve dragged all you in. Oh, well. The more, the merrier.

But I’ve learned some fun Rebus facts in my digging this time around. For starters, the character turns 20 on 19 March of this year. (Well, in the books, where he ages in real time, he’s closing in on 60. But that’s neither here nor there.) I believe this means I will need to celebrate, even though that falls on a Monday. I wish I could be in Scotland for it. I’m betting there will be some to-do for the day. I know for a fact that there will be Rebus beer and whisky created for the occasion, though the whisky won’t be available for purchase. (Foo. ‘Coz you know I’d need to buy it.)

Secondly, I learned — quite happily — that Rankin will not kill Rebus off in the last novel, which is currently slated to hit in October. (Weep.) I’ll be sad to see Rebus go; I’ve kind of gotten attached to him. I’m sort of hoping he’ll make appearances in other novels, but I guess we’ll see what happens. Either way, I’ll be interested to see what Rankin’s got up his sleeve next. So far, I’ve quite enjoyed his other books.

And I’m thinking I may also have to get the NY Times starting in April, as he’ll be writing a serial for them on Sundays. (And there’s that whole “it’s a good newspaper” thing.) Sunday brunch with Ian Rankin. Yeah. I could get used to that.

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