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Mark Smith


Born
in Charlevoix, Michigan, The United States
November 19, 1935

Died
July 28, 2022

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Mark Smith was an American novelist and poet. Born in Michigan in 1935, he graduated from Northwestern University in 1960 and became Emeritus Professor of English at the University of New Hampshire. He is best known for The Death of the Detective, a 1974 National Book Award-nominated novel and a New York Times bestseller.

Average rating: 3.34 · 192 ratings · 49 reviews · 7 distinct worksSimilar authors
The Death of the Detective

3.40 avg rating — 160 ratings — published 1974 — 11 editions
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The Moon Lamp

2.83 avg rating — 18 ratings — published 1976 — 4 editions
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Toyland

3.25 avg rating — 8 ratings — published 1977 — 6 editions
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The Delphinium Girl

3.25 avg rating — 4 ratings — published 1980 — 5 editions
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Smoke Street

really liked it 4.00 avg rating — 1 rating — published 1984 — 3 editions
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The Middleman

liked it 3.00 avg rating — 1 rating — published 1967 — 2 editions
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Doctor Blues

0.00 avg rating — 0 ratings — published 1983 — 2 editions
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“The buffaloes hardly ever cry but you dagos always wriggle your way to the bars and start bawling,”
Mark Smith, The Death of the Detective

“What an awesome privilege for some, looking upon a human body that houses the forbidden mystery of death.”
Mark Smith, The Death of the Detective

“Inside him festered a craving for a vengeance, national in character, that would purge with floodtides of spilled blood all that was unrighteous and unjust in the city, the country, the world, and that craving, which had yet to be satisfied or expiated, could at times devour him.”
Mark Smith, The Death of the Detective