In 1958 Jean Ellroy was murdered, her body dumped on a roadway in a
seedy L.A. suburb. Her killer was never found, and the police dismissed
her as a casualty of a cheap Saturday night. James Ellroy was ten when
his mother died, and he spent the next thirty-six years running from her
ghost and attempting to exorcize it through crime fiction. In 1994,
Ellroy quit running. He went back to L.A., to find out the truth about
his mother - and himself. In "My Dark Places," our most uncompromising
crime writer - author of "American Tabloid" and "White Jazz" - tells
what happened when he teamed up with a brilliant homicide cop to
investigate a murder that everyone else had forgotten - and to reclaim
the mother he had despised, desired, but never dared to love. What
ensues is an epic of loss, fixation, and redemption, a memoir that is
also a history of the American way of violence.