Books by R.D. Rosen

Released: Sept. 3, 2019

"Vigorous storytelling at the intersection of sports and crime history."
An intriguing, long-overlooked tale from the annals of early professional football. Read full book review >
Released: Sept. 9, 2014

"The emotional toll of silence and victimhood, rendered through intimate detail and rich historical context."
Through the stories of three fortunate Jewish girls—one Polish, one French, one Dutch—the author reveals "hidden children" as an unexplored facet of Holocaust research. Read full book review >
Released: June 1, 2007

"Humane Western fable about a horned, bearded youth and the people who loved him."
Prolific veteran Rosen (Dead Ball, 2001, etc.) profiles a winsome pet, but it's definitely not the usual lovable animal book about the usual fluffy creature. Read full book review >
DEAD BALL by R.D. Rosen
Released: Nov. 1, 2001

"Like contact-hitter Cooley, Rosen gets solid wood into Blissberg's return, turning out a sequel that's stylish and substantial."
Looks like ex-slugger Harvey Blissberg (World of Hurt, 1994, etc.) is headed for a major-league depression. Fifteen years after hanging up his Providence Jewels uniform, ten years after a lengthy stint as a private eye, and six months after his last tour as a motivational speaker, Blissberg can't summon up enough motivation to open a jar of salsa to accompany his ever-present bag of Doritos. But his outlook changes faster than a Randy Johnson slider when he gets a phone call from his old skipper Felix Shaloub telling him that Jewels owner Marshall Levy wants to hire Blissberg back—ostensibly as "motivational coach" for a team flirting with their first successful season in years, but really to babysit Moss Cooley, the Jewels' franchise player, whose run at DiMaggio's 56-game hitting streak is making every racist in the bleachers mighty nervous. Kissing a quick goodbye to his longtime girlfriend, ESPN sportscaster Mickey Slavin, Blissberg packs his Smith and Wesson .38 and heads down I-95 to whisk Cooley from his 7,000-square-foot digs in Cranston to a more modest rental complete with motion detectors. But no matter what Blissberg does, the threats keep on coming, and soon enough he has to wonder whether the real target is Cooley's streak or something even darker and meaner from out of the past. Read full book review >