Michael Peck is in a particularly interesting place to monitor literary nostalgia. His debut novel, The Last Orchard in America, is both a classic detective novel (gumshoe in over his head, femme fatale, buried family secrets) and an expert critique of the form that manages to be satisfying at both. (We published an excerpt last month.) Peck also works as a rare book dealer, which provides an entirely different perspective on things. I reached out to him via email to […]