What about the Bodies by Ken Jaworowski. Book Review

 

Atlantic Crime publishers released What about the Bodies by Ken Jaworowski on September 2, 2025. The author is an ex-boxer and New York Times editor. Jaworowski has been nominated for an Edgar Award for mystery fiction. Bodies is a 288-page, noirish thriller set in contemporary rust-belt Pennsylvania. What about the Bodies has been rapturously reviewed by bestselling thriller authors Dean Koontz, Alex Finlay, and Lisa Scottoline, among others.

What about the Bodies is one of the best-written books I've ever read. As I was reading, I kept waiting for Jaworowski to misstep. He never did. Jaworowski knows how to craft a sentence, what punctuation is and how to use it, and how to choose the right words and put them in the right order. He knows how to juggle the big picture so that each sentence works towards the larger structure and the final payoff. Characters are vivid; you know them. You'd recognize them on the street. Multiple chapter-end cliffhangers work like the dips and rises on a roller coaster ride. I had no idea how this book would end until the last page. As befits a noir thriller, there is brutality here, and sadism, and a touch of gore. But there is also real heart. Hearts that break, hearts that promise to heal, hearts that silently and invisibly endure. There is heroic self-sacrifice. There is also, to my great surprise, humor, and boy-oh-boy are those laughs earned. Jaworowski has said, "I hope I wrote a fast-paced thriller. I hope I wrote something entertaining and exciting." Mission accomplished. "But," he added, "I hope you can also do that and throw in a couple of questions about life and about what we think and about who we are." Mission accomplished twice over.

Fulton J. Sheen and American Catholicism

 

Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen: Convert Maker by Cheryl C.D. Hughes

A new book brings attention to a celebrity clergyman

A few years ago, YouTube recommended to me a sixty-year-old, black-and-white video. The video featured a Catholic bishop, in full regalia: cape; zucchetto, or skullcap; wide, silk fascia, or waistband; and a large pectoral cross. The bishop paced in front of a minimalist set: a blackboard, a bookcase, a statue of Mary, a cross. The man gazed into the camera, and spoke. He used no notes. His speech was fluid and dynamic. And that's all that happened, for the twenty-five-minute length of the broadcast.

I had initially hesitated to click on this link. Few people would feel compelled to devote time to such an old and unadorned video. I was curious, though. I vaguely remembered hearing about an old-time TV star named Bishop Fulton J. Sheen, how he had higher ratings than superstar comic Milton Berle. He was nominated for three Emmys, and won one, for "Most Outstanding Television Personality." So I stopped what I was doing, and watched the Sheen video.

Sheen had crazy eyes. Intense, staring right into you. Those eyes announced that he was in touch with something beyond this earth. It's a good thing he became a priest because people who burn as brightly as Sheen did, if they go down the wrong path, can do a lot of damage. Sheen poured himself into the camera. Watching this old video of a man who died in 1979 felt almost uncomfortably intimate.