I'm ridiculously excited about Thomas Harris's new novel, "Cari Mora," and so: a few thoughts herein: *Harris invented Hannibal Lecter--named by Stephen King "the greatest of modern monsters." And who could disagree? *Harris hasn't released a non-Lecter novel since--approx.--the 1730s, and actually the only non-Lecter Harris work, beyond "Cari Mora," is "Black Sunday," about terrorists hoping to blow up a blimp over the Super Bowl, or something like this. (Weirdly prescient!) In childhood, I dreamed of writing a novel in which good and bad faced off at a baseball game, and the bad guy was outed by tumbling down the "safety net" that protects fans from fly balls. As he fell, the bad guy would lose possession of a scrap of paper, and on that paper you would find all his nefarious secrets. I see now this is a "Black Sunday" rip-off. *Jodie Foster almost wasn't Clarice. Michelle Pfeiffer could have taken the ...