Saturday, January 14, 2012

Three Authors Chat - - - Dana King, Timothy Hallinan and Pat Browning




DANA KING

About Dana King:
His blog is One Bite At A Time

He's a regular contributor to
New Mystery Reader magazine

Dana King has worked as a musician, public school teacher, adult trainer, and information systems analyst. His short story, "Green Gables," was published in the anthology Blood, Guts, and Whiskey, edited by Todd Robinson. Other short fiction has appeared in New Mystery Reader, A Twist of Noir, Mysterical-E, and Powder Burn Flash. He lives in Maryland with his Beloved Spouse, where he pays the bills by working as a consultant at an undisclosed location. It's not one of those, "he'd tell you, but then he'd have to kill you" deals. He's just not going to tell you. 


WILD BILL, a story of Chicago’s crime underworld, is his first novel.






















TIMOTHY HALLINAN

Tim’s links:

Timothy Hallinan is the Edgar- and Macavity-nominated author of the Poke Rafferty Bangkok thrillers, published traditionally, and the Junior Bender mysteries, which are ebook originals. Also on Kindle are his Simeon Grist private eye novels. Earlier this year, he conceived and edited a volume of original short stories by twenty first-rate mystery writers, SHAKEN: STORIES FOR JAPAN, which is available for the Kindle at $3.99, with every penny of the price going to the 2011 Japan Relief Fund. (Please buy it.) And he also contributed to BANGKOK NOIR, a collection of stories with all royalties going to children's charities in Bangkok. He lives in Santa Monica and Southeast Asia, and he is lucky enough to be married to Munyin Choy.































PAT BROWNING


An award-winning newspaper reporter, Pat Browning set her first mystery, ABSINTHE OF MALICE (original title: FULL CIRCLE) in California's Central San Joaquin Valley, where she lived for many years before returning to her native Oklahoma. An extensive excerpt can be read at Google Books -- http://tinyurl.com/23pojdm. Pat's articles on the writing life have appeared in The SouthWest Sage, the monthly journal of SouthWest Writers, based in Albuquerque, New Mexico.

After her e-mail was hacked and she was locked out of her original blog (Morning’s At Noon), she started all over with a blog at Word Press:



 















SUMMING UP
by Dana King, Tim Hallinan and Pat Browning

Kicking the old year out the door, looking forward to a new year – 2012 already? It’s a good time for taking stock.

PAT:  Tim Hallinan is still winding down from an intensive promotional gig in Northern California. So, Tim, was it worth the time and expense? In terms of sales? In terms of personal satisfaction” In terms of reader feedback?

TIM:  Viewed as a commercial enterprise, I probably spent 106 dollars for every dollar I made. In terms of personal satisfaction, it was a home run. I spoke to a standing-room only bookstore and then to about 14 people in a Thai restaurant, every one of whom had read QUEEN. These were mostly women in their sixties and seventies, and it's hard to imagine a world more removed from theirs than the one in that book, but they were right there with it, and felt the story quite deeply. And the next day I did a presentation about Bangkok to the Rotary, which is scheduled to meet there next year, and they said very nice things about it on their website.  Just great.

You know, you can only sit alone and put sentences together for so long. Sometimes it's essential to get out and actually meet readers, if only to make sure they're not part of some shared writers' mythology.

PAT:  Let's inject a little levity in here. On Tim's blog he says, "I would appear in bunny costume at Walmart if asked." Now there's an image for the ages! So, Tim, aside from the bunny costume -- what would you consider the ideal promo setup?

TIM:  I had it in Fort Bragg/Mendocino. Ruth Sparks, who is a member of a reading group that was reading QUEEN, set me up the entire schedule I just listed, plus a library event for aspiring writers, and a short television interview. 

I worked my ass off, and had an enormous amount of fun. The difference is having someone (preferably not me) pre-plan, so all the writer's time is used productively, rather than the usual, which is 60 minutes in a bookstore folowed by a 300-mile drive, then 60 minutes in a different bookstore. A LOT of effort for the results delivered.

I'll be doing something like Fort Bragg in May, when the people in Ashland, Oregon, are inviting me up for a whole calendar-full of things, including several book clubs who will have read something by me, stores, library appearances, etc. It's a great model.

PAT:  How about you, Dana? You write other things but WILD BILL is your first novel. Do you anticipate going "on the road" to promote it, or do you plan to do your promoting on the Internet? Are you guest speaker for any gatherings so far? Or have you given any thought at all to promotion?

DANA : Unless something unexpected comes up, the Internet will be the sole means of WILD BILL’S promotion. It seems appropriate, since there is no physical book. I also have a regular job that keeps me plenty busy. Events like this work best for me because I can make time for them in small increments.

The last, but possibly most important reason, is because I don’t expect writing to become my primary source of income. Ever. I had that hope once, and made a conscious decision to abandon it. True, this decision was made substantially easier by the fact that no one has wanted to publish anything I’d written, so I can’t say there are no sour grapes involved. Still, I’ve been around the community of writers long enough now to see what is asked of them, and I don’t think I’d want to do it unless I did nothing else, and we all know there is no shortcut between where I am and there. So that’s not a realistic ambition.

That makes me less than a role model for people who hope to self-publish their way to fame and fortune. I’ve received some highly flattering praise from people I consider to be my betters as writers, and that alone has made it worth it for me to continue on in this manner, though I’m ready to adjust at any time.

Everyone has his price.

PAT:  I haven’t had much luck with book signings. The best promotion for my book has been the Internet, and Krill’s genius in throwing it onto Kindle for $2.99 in the beginning and as a 99-cent special during the holidays. Sales were over the moon for the first six months, and less spectacular for the next six, but they seem to be holding steady. I will be doing a book review for the local Ladies Library Club in February, but I suspect all the “ladies” have already checked the book out of the library. No problem. I’m happy to know somebody is reading it.

Let’s talk about writing.
How do you rank plot, characters and setting? For me characters come first but setting is a close second, and plot drags in third.

One of my favorite comments on my book is from Beth Anderson’s: “I have rarely read a mystery with such a profound sense of place.”

Sense of place. I like that. When I wrote ABSINTHE OF MALICE I didn’t give the setting a second thought. I simply set my characters down into a place I knew. The town of “Pearl” is a fictional version of Hanford, in California’s Central Valley, where I lived for years, but with bits and pieces of other small towns in the Fresno area added where needed.

Hanford is just a typical small town in the Central Valley but its China Alley is a distinctive part of town. It has stood through time and weather, and the old Taoist Temple is now a museum with a gift shop downstairs. I launched my book (then titled FULL CIRCLE) there. I called China Alley “Shanghai Street” in my book. In the work in progress, part of the action takes place in the old tunnels that run under the street. They’ve been an open secret for years, and apparently really did exist.

So that’s my place.

Tim, I was interested in your interview comment about walking the streets of Bangkok until you felt you could write about it.

TIM:  First of all, I agree with Beth's review.  That town absolutely permeates ABSINTHE OF MALICE, and also the new one, part of which I've been lucky enough to have read.

What I said in that interview was, “And then I spent New Year’s Eve 1998 walking the city, from about 10 PM to 9 AM. I walked everywhere, but mostly off the main drags. And Poke came into my mind: a travel writer who writes about the places that are beyond the margins of the well-worn tourist paths. … “

So walking the streets of Bangkok gave me a series and a character, but learning to understand a little of the language convinced me I could write about it.  The thing about Bangkok is that it's especially rich in gray areas, and for thriller and mystery purposes, gray areas are sort of like home plate.

One of the central questions in a thriller, for me, is which way will he/she jump?  Will he or she be willing or able to do what's required?  I think the black-and-white view of morality, as I've said several times, is a luxury of the well-fed or the secure, and one of the interesting things to me about this genre is watching people who once saw things in black and white realize that the world is a lot grayer than they realized.

PAT:  Tim, you also know Southern California in and out. I’m thinking of SKIN DEEP, which knocked my socks off, and your depiction of the entertainment industry. You said a couple of characters were based on real people. How do you get away with that?

TIM:  You (or I, anyway) do one of two things: You cross your fingers and hope they'll never read it, and that if they do they'll be too smart to call attention to the resemblance – that's what I did with Toby Vane in SKIN DEEP.  Or two, you wait until the real-life model is dead, which is what I did with the 82-year-old mobster Irwin Dressler in LITTLE ELVISES and, now, in the third Junior book, THE FAME THIEF.

PAT: Tim, I can see where the character of Junior Bender comes from. He’s a high-wire dancer and so are you!

Dana, here’s a quote from your interview with Charlie Stella on his blog, Temporary Knucksline:  “I traveled to Chicago several times when I was a musician and loved the town. When my mid-life crisis came early, I tried what The Beloved Spouse calls “a geographic cure.” The good news was that Chicago was perfect for me. Lots of ethnic neighborhoods made me feel at home, and genuinely nice people. Greatest city in the world, outside of Pittsburgh.”

 Dana, is the Chicago setting a one-time deal for you? You say later in the interview that you are resurrecting an older PI novel. What is the setting for that one, and why different from Chicago, if it is?

DANA:  Before we get into my attitudes toward Chicago, I want to glom onto the comment Beth Anderson made about your book, Pat. I was going to ask If Pearl was based on a real place, because it read more like a place described than invented. To me, this is critical in a book. We ask the reader to suspend disbelief, and sometimes we ask them to suspend a lot of it. We all do it. It’s called fiction.

Readers need something that grounds the story. Character helps, but we write crime stories, so at least one of our characters is not reliable, and they’re not supposed to know too soon who that is. Your descriptions of Pearl kept me in the moment. I could see the newspaper office, and even imagined how it would look if the wall was taken down as was discussed. It helped the story a great deal.

PAT: Thanks for your comments, Dana. As to Pearl and my newspaper office -- the newsroom in the book is darn near a word picture of the small newspaper I worked for in Selma, California, just south of Fresno. Working there in the 1990s was a ton of fun!

The small newspapers where I worked have changed and not for the better. Taken over by small newspaper chain, reporters ensconced in their own little cubicles, too far removed from the general public and from each other. Just try to get someone's attention! I'm glad I was there before everything changed.

Back to WILD BILL and Chicago.

DANA:  WILD BILL was not my first Chicago book, and it’s not the last. I have a series of four PI stories set there; the fifth is my work-in-progress. It’s a perfect city for the kind of books I like to write. It reminds me a lot of Pittsburgh, which is where I say I’m from, though I grew up twenty miles northeast. Many neighborhoods—often ethnically oriented—and an intermingling of blue- and white-collar ethos (Pittsburgh is now more of a financial/medical city than a mill town). Sports are important to the people, and bodies of water are critical in each city’s evolution and economy.

And, of course, crime. Chicago in the middle part of the 20th Century may have been the most corrupt city since Deadwood. Pittsburgh, too had its “Golden Age” of organized crime, extending as far as Youngstown, Ohio and into West Virginia. Both cities are also full of the nicest, most welcoming people you’ll find in a major city. All of those characteristics lend themselves to making the cities characters in any story, and I work to include as much of that as I can without turning the book into a travelogue.

PAT:  How about openings? "Rule" makers say never open a novel with the weather.
I say: Weather affects our moods, our health, our actions, our history. If George Washington had tried to cross the Delaware on a warm spring afternoon we might still be part of the British Empire.

I like it when writers set a scene by telling me if the characters are caught in the rain, the snow, a Santa Ana or a sirocco. What about openers? A favorite opening from your own or someone else's novel? 

TIM:  Speaking of not opening with weather, it's funny that the most famous opening line in history, possibly other than "Call me Ishmael," is "It was a dark and stormy night."  That opening violates one of my own preferences, which is not to open a book in the passive case.

Weather, to me, is a variation on setting. Setting, to me, is the interaction between character and place. Without interaction, place is just scenery, and I'd say avoid scenery (weather or otherwise) at the very beginning of a book. However the book opens, it should reflect and/or communicate the characters' internal processes. Anything that doesn't do that, it seems to me, just slows your reader's entry into the story.

The novelist Elizabeth Bowen famously said, "Bring all your intelligence to bear on your beginning." I'll go with that. The beginning of a novel is the door through which the reader enters the world of the book, and we really don't want him or her to look at it and decide not, in effect, to open the door.

But about weather -- I've just written a whole book of weather. The new Poke Rafferty, THE FEAR ARTIST, is about what can happen when someone is innocently caught up on the margins of the War on Terror, and the story is set against this year's unending rainfall that perilously raised the level in the Chao Phraya river and threatened moment by moment to flood Bangkok. The flooding seemed to me to be as blunt-force, destructive, and undiscerning as some aspects of the War on Terror are -- the dreadful reality that's so often dismissed as "collateral damage" as though the torn bodies and broken families were somehow abstractions of some sort.

Anyway, there's weather and rising water all over the place. My editor has it now, and we'll see how much weather is left when she's done with it.

DANA: Elmore Leonard is usually credited with saying never begin a story with weather. I’m just guessing, but I suspect his warning has something in common with Tim’s “dark and stormy night” comment. Describing the weather is one thing if it’s the literary equivalent of small talk. It’s not the same thing if the weather being described matters to the story. Tim’s new book sounds like it has the weather as a character, so it’s not just small talk; it’s important.

PAT:  Do you have a favorite opening, Dana?

DANA:  It's from Declan Hughes’s THE WRONG KIND OF BLOOD:

“The night of my mother's funeral, Linda Dawson cried on my shoulder, put her tongue in my mouth and asked me to find her husband.”

How could I not read that book? Those were the first of Hughes’s word I ever read, and I’ve read everything he’s written since.

Circling back to our weather comments, my favorite beginning to any story is Raymond Chandler’s “Red Wind.” Even Leonard allowed that a good enough writer could break the “opening with weather” rule. Chandler certainly qualifies there:

“There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge.”

More than that, the wind runs all through the story. It’s practically a character. “Red Wind” isn’t Chandler’s greatest story, but it’s my favorite. It’s the best description of how Marlowe views his place in the world.

I used to have definite ideas about beginnings, but those have weakened as I read and write more. Different stories need different kinds of openings. My agent at the time WILD BILL was written told me it started too slow. She may be right, though a couple of reviews liked how the story built momentum.

Leonard also says to avoid prologues. I had one in WILD BILL, took it out, put it back in. Again, several people have spoken favorably about how it sets up the story. So, about beginnings, the answer is: it depends.

Damn it. Nothing is easy.

PAT: Elmore Leonard writes what he writes. Not one of my favorites but more power to him. I love your prologue, and much as it pains me, I have a prologue in my WIP. There was just no way around it. You’re right: it depends.

About those Santa Ana winds: I love ‘em. They set a scene like nothing else for me. Well, except maybe a storm at sea. But Chandler’s RED WIND is classic.

Another author who uses weather to good effect is Robert Crais. He starts CHASING DARKNESS with one of Southern California’s infamous wind-whipped fires:
(Quote):
“Beakman and Trenchard could smell the fire--it was still a mile away, but a sick desert wind carried the promise of Hell. Fire crews from around the city were converging on Laurel Canyon like red angels, as were black and white Adam cars, Emergency Services vehicles, and water-dropping helicopters out of Van Nuys and Burbank. The helicopters pounded by so low overhead that Beakman and Trenchard could not hear their supervisor.”
(End Quote)

DANA: Great point, Pat. I’m terrible with titles, especially when they’re part of a series. That one paragraph from CHASING DARKNESS is enough for me to remember the whole story. It’s one of Crais’s best.

PAT: More about writing: During the recent Mystery We Write group blog tour, Tim posted his 10 Commandments For Writing on Madeline Gornell’s blog. They are recommended for writers at any stage of the game – beginner or veteran.

TIM: I get a lot of mail from aspiring writers.  Most of them have specific questions, although some are asking for more general guidance.  A lot of the problems I hear about are based in the perception that there’s “no time to write.”  This is an argument for which I have no sympathy at all, as this piece will prove.

Anyway, if an aspiring writer were to ask me for ten commandments, these are the ones I would carve into the page on my computer.

1.  Write Wanting to write is not writing.  Talking about writing is not writing.  Talking about a piece of “writing” that you’re not actually doing is creatively damaging and is guaranteed to screw up your idea.
2.  Read There’s no challenge that can be faced on a page that someone hasn’t already solved.  Expose yourself to good writing; see how the people who did it solved their own problems.
3.  Read some more.  Read until you’ve found the kind of book you like best.  That’s the kind of book you should write.
4.  Write every day, or at minimum, six days a week.  Only frequent immersion in the world you’re creating will keep it vital, in motion, and open to you.  Quit for too long, and it becomes a dusty little diorama where you have to open the lid and reach in and move your characters around by hand.
5.  Continue to write on the bad days There are two reasons for this.  First, if you write only on good days—when the material comes easily—you’ll never finish your book.  Second (and you’ll find this out if you don’t know it already) you have no idea at the time whether you’re writing well or badly.  Sometimes the best work is the work you enjoyed least.
6.  Put your writing at the top of your “To Do” list.  You have to build a little temple to your writing in the structure of your day and honor it.  It is not acceptable to skip writing because you need to go to Trader Joe’s.  If you had a new girl- or boyfriend, you’d find time for her or him.  I hate to tell you this, but your writing may be with you longer than your new squeeze.
7.  Keep your mind open when you’re not writing.  The universe throws us material all the time: a face, a snatch of conversation, the name of a store, the way someone walks, a news story, a stupid joke.  You want a sort of mental spider’s web to snare these things.  Twice I had a book saved by something I heard someone say.
 8.  Finish your first story or novel or whatever it is.  It doesn’t matter whether it’s perfect—in fact, it won’t be.  No one has written a perfect book yet.  But here’s the bottom line: Until you finish your first, you can’t start your second.  The world swarms with aspiring writers with a dozen unfinished works.  Finishing a work requires taking the idea through to the end, which is completely different from the beginning or the middle.  A writer is someone who finishes.
9. Work on tiptoe.  Don’t get comfortable.  As you get better, write things you don’t know how to write, even if it’s just how to describe the weather interestingly, or manage a scene with four people in it in a way that the reader can keep it straight, or write a scene in which two people talk around their issue while the reader understands what they’re not saying.  We don’t grow if we don’t stretch, so once you’ve hit your stride, lengthen it.
10. Be patient.  You are going to get better.  You get better every time you finish a paragraph.  Writing is a lifetime activity, not a flavor of the day.  It’s worth working for years to produce a good book.  If that sentence doesn’t make sense to you, maybe you shouldn’t be a writer.

If any of these thoughts ring true to you, you might want to go to the FINISH YOUR NOVEL area of my website, where I’ve put up thousands and thousands of more-or-less organized words to help people get through that first book. If you like it, drop me a line. My website is www.timothyhallinan.com.

PAT: The one I like best is No. 10:  “… Writing is a lifetime activity, not a flavor of the day. …”

DANA:  I love Tim’s list. Leonard’s Top Ten list gets more ink—and it’s good—but this is more practical. What runs through every one of these is the key to writing well: it’s work. It’s not something you do when you have a few minutes lying around and there’s nothing on television. You make time for it. Too many potential writers are far more enamored of the idea of being a writer than they are in actually writing.

Which brings us to Number 8. Writing is finishing. Period. Ask yourself, what do Shakespeare, Faulkner, Sartre, Dostoevsky, and John Grisham all have in common as writers? They finish. You can put all the words you want on a screen and it’s just farting around. Writers finish.

My second favorite thought from this list focuses on Numbers 2 and 3, but also runs all through it. Writing is a commitment. When I was in graduate school for music, one of our professors told us we had made a commitment, and we could now never listen to music purely for entertainment again. Not that we shouldn’t enjoy it, but part of our mind always had to listen to how it had been interpreted, and to seek out the craft amid the artistry. Same thing with reading and writing. If you want to write, you must read, and you must read as a writer. Every book you read should teach you something, even if it’s what not to do.

TIM:  I suppose I like them all, because I've endangered books by breaking every single one of them.  But the one I live by is, write every day, and what gives me the most comfort is the realization that I really don't know whether I'm writing well or badly.  I just have to keep writing.


And so, with Disney’s Seven Dwarfs shaking their heads in the background … Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it’s off to work we go … with a shovel and a pick and a dynamite stick … heigh-ho, heigh-ho! And a Happy New Year to one and all!

Pat Browning, Timothy Hallinan and Dana King






Friday, January 13, 2012

A Snowy Day in Boone



A snowy day, indeed.

And I'm enjoying it from inside the house.

This picture is one I took from our sunroom where I'm all nestled.  It's sort of like being inside a snowglobe.

Harley and Donald are enjoying some outdoor romps, but I'm perfectly content sitting right here under a quiltie with a mug of hot chocolate with teeny little marshmallows, thank you very much.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

2012 Books I'm Looking Forward To

I am such a greedy wench.

As soon as I finish reading a book by one of my favorite authors, I'm tap tap tapping my toe waiting fo the next one!

Here's a list of some of the books I'm excited about reading this year:


Deborah Crombie's NO MARK UPON HER

Tana French's BROKEN HARBOR

Hank Phillippi Ryan's THE OTHER WOMAN

Louise Penny's THE BEAUTIFUL MYSTERY

Margaret Maron's THE BUZZARD TABLE (Another Deborah meets Sigrid novel - Yay!!!!  This time in Colleton County).


I know there are others I'll be ecstatic about, but these were the ones that popped immediately to mind.

How 'bout you guys?  Are you impatiently awaiting a novel from a favorite author??

Monday, January 9, 2012

about those resolutions . . . .

Welcome to the New Year.

This is going to be a different sort of year for me than past years.

For one thing, it will be my first full year as a retired person.  That seems to be working out just fine, fine, fine.  (This is where I do a few back flips).


I'm finding myself more prone to just being quiet and doing a lot of pondering.  I like to ponder.


source:  parisandbeyond-genie.blogspot.com



Sitting quietly and allowing thoughts to just wander is a luxury.  One I'm allowing myself more of.


source:  chrisridley.photoshelter.com



And it's the year I'm truly going to try to stretch my wings.  To grow creatively.



And also try to learn to "just be."



It's the year I'll be attending my first Malice Domestic convention, which I am super excited about.   Some of my all-time favorite writers will be attending, Jan Burke is this year's Guest of Honor, Dana Cameron is Toastmaster.   And - a huge big major plus for me -  a woman I admire more than I can say, Elizabeth Peters aka Barbara Michaels, is being honored.  I would not miss this for the world!  I think I own every Barbara Michaels book published and re-read them all often.

I'm riding up to the convention on AmTrak.  My first experience on AmTrak.  I haven't been on a train since I was at Brandywine College and used to scoot around to a few favorite cities for the weekend - and loved it.  I'm pretty much through with planes, I think.  If I can't get there conveniently by car or by train, it's probably not gonna happen for me.  I worked in the airline industry for several years in the late 60s/early 70s and I remember how much fun it was; it is so far from fun these days that I've decided it's just something I'm not going to do.



This was year I gave in and made some resolutions.  Three of them.

One, to write.

Two, to read Julia Cameron's THE ARTIST'S WAY, and do the accompanying exercises.

Three, read David Busch's book about my camera and learn to use all its features.

So, nine days into the new year it may be time to give an accounting.

I'm writing.  Happily so!  I now have 48,214 written words.  Not that they're all great words, or even THE words, but it's a pretty decent start, I think.

I've been getting lots of questions about this new venture of mine, and I have to say, I'm surprised at how much interest y'all are showing - Thank You!!!

I'm not ready to say too much yet (isn't that bad luck, or something?), but I'll tell you what I feel comfortable telling you.  I started writing "The Book," in April of last year.  It takes place in the south (surprise!!  LOL!!).





Actually, truth be told, y'all are probably going to be sick to death of this book way before I ever get to "The End."



I'm reading THE ARTIST'S WAY, and have started doing the Week One exercises.  It's interesting.  Some of what she says is the sort of thing that makes me kinda itchy.  It's not my normal way of looking at things, or going about things.  I'm not one who puts the name "God" so "out there" in my normal course of conversation.  But.  At the same time, some of what I've read so far has resonated with me.  So, I'm going to continue and we'll just see how it goes.

Sadly, David Busch's book about my G12 camera is still sitting on my nightstand looking a little lonely.  But, it is after all, only the 9th day of the year.  There's still time!


The one thing that has suffered so far this year is my reading.  My "reading for fun" reading.  It's very unusual to have only read one novel in this many days.  I'm going to change that, or end up with a major case of the blues.

I hope all of you who made resolutions this year are feeling as though that's working out and feeling proud of yourselves.  And I hope you're all reading more than I seem to be!!!!!

Happy 2012!





Saturday, January 7, 2012

Twenty Years and Counting by Reed Farrel Coleman

Called a hard-boiled poet by NPR’s Maureen Corrigan, Reed Farrel Coleman has published fourteen novels. He is the three-time recipient of the Shamus Award for Best Detective Novel of the Year and a two-time Edgar Award nominee. He has also won the Macavity, Barry, and Anthony Awards. Reed is an adjunct professor of English at Hofstra University and he lives with his family on Long Island. 

Twenty Years And Counting
By
Reed Farrel Coleman

With the recent releases of my thirteenth (Gun Church, Audible.com) and fourteenth (Hurt Machine, Tyrus Books), it dawned on me that my very first novel, Life Goes Sleeping, was published over twenty years ago. Many are the day I wonder where all that time has got to. So much has happened between the call I got from Permanent Press’s Marty Sheperd informing me they intended to publish LGS and now, that it is really hard to fathom. On the one hand, it seems to have taken forever to get from there to here—wherever that is, exactly. On the other, it’s all been such a blur. Two things, though, have been constant through it all: my family and my routine.

Well, about the family first. It hasn’t remained quite constant because my son Dylan was born in 1992, but since then … It’s so strange to look back and to realize how little I knew then and how little I know now. I wonder sometimes if I wasn’t so naïve about publishing if I would have let myself in for all the heartache. No, of course I would have. I was born to write and, for me, it has all been worth it. I mean, we all have heartache at even the lowliest jobs. Heartache and disappointment are part of the package in any career choice. It just hurts a little more when you push all the chips into the center of the table and invest everything you’ve got.

The things I’ve been thinking about lately aren’t necessarily my sacrifices, but the sacrifices my family has made and continues to make for me. Without them, I would have achieved nothing. Without them, anything I would have achieved would have meant nothing. It’s one thing to have a dream and to make sacrifices, but art is a weird dream. Inevitably, the people around you make as many sacrifices for your art as you do. I think of all the vacations we didn’t take, of the schools my kids voluntarily didn’t apply to, of all the clothing my wife wore for that extra year.

And I cannot emphasize enough how important routine is to a writer. Sure, when we’re inspired, writing is easy, but how many days of the year can one count on inspiration? Very few, my friends … very few. I learned that lesson when I took poetry writing in college. Until then, poetry was always a matter of the inspirational moment. Then I started getting assignment. POD: poetry on demand. Eventually, you learn to sink or swim. And you learn that routine is the way to swim. Sit your tush down in your chair at the same time every single day and you’d be amazed at the results. I’ve been doing it for twenty years and so it must work.



Synopses of new novels:







GUN CHURCH: Kip Weiler was once an 80s literary wunderkind. Now because of his own foibles and insecurities, he’s fallen on hard times. Twenty years after his last novel, he’s teaching creative writing at a rural community college. One day he saves his class from a potential bloodbath. For this he gets a second fifteen minutes of fame and, more importantly, the urge to write again. Little does he know that the book he is writing may be his undoing. He gets deeply involved with two of his students and a cult-like group obsessed with the intrinsic nature of handguns. It’s kind of like WONDER BOYS meets FIGHT CLUB  with guns.




HURT MACHINE: It’s two weeks before his daughter’s wedding when Moe receives very grave news about his health. Then to add to the drama, his ex-wfie and former PI partner, Carmella Melendez, returns after a nine year absence to ask Moe for a desperate favor. It seems Carmella’s estranged sister has been murdered outside a Brooklyn pizzeria, but no one, not even the NYPD, seems interested in finding the killer. Why? That’s the question, isn’t it?

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Friendship = Generosity. Or Not

This is a topic I've danced around about here for a couple of years.  Maybe since the very beginning of Meanderings and Muses, actually.

You all know by now how I feel about friendship and connections and loyalty.  It means a lot to me to have the friends I have.  Friends I cherish and who I know, deep in my heart of hearts, cherish me back.  This does not mean everything is rosy all the time.  Just like in a marriage, there are going to be differences of opinion - and there should be.  Those people who tell me they've never had a cross word with their spouse are, frankly, people I tend to shy away from.  I think they're either not being truthful (maybe only with themselves), or they're so insecure they don't feel comfortable stating or sticking up for their own opinions.  Or - God forbid - they really don't have their own opinion, and allow their thoughts to be formed and molded by others.

All this is the truth as I see it.  Loyalty is just part of the equation of friendship.  As is generosity.  Or so I thought.

I've always recognized that there are people in my life who I think of as friends who I also have a competitive relationship with.  And it has always made me uncomfortable.  But when the competitiveness turns into something I feel is unhealthy, then I'm outta here.

I fought some feelings of disappointment when I first started telling some friends about starting Meanderings and Muses.  Some seemed a little dismissive.  I tried to be a big girl about it by telling myself,  "Well, you know, it is just a blog.  Not a biggie."

Then I went through it again when I had my very first piece published in a regional anthology.

And again, I told myself, "Well, it's not as though it's a book or anything."

Now I'm writing that book.  And, to me, it is a biggie.  And it has helped me come to grips with these past slights.  A real friend would not have put me in a position of doubting the importance of those things.  

Accomplishments which may not have been a big deal to others, they meant something to me.

They're part of who I am, and should be handled gently by those who call themselves "friend."    

I've always spoken my mind.  Although truthfully, only up to a point.  Easy to do with acquaintances, co-workers, or strangers.  And yes - I mean face to face.  I am not one of those people who hides behind the anonymity of the internet.  That's a coward's way - and a topic for another day.   But, in all honesty, telling a close girlfriend that she has hurt my feelings is hard for me.  It's hard for a couple of reasons.  Who wants to admit that they've been hurt, first of all?  I'm a strong person, never doubt it, but I do have feelings and I am basically a bit of a marshmallow when it comes to those feelings.  A marshmallow who also happens to have a bit of a temper and, sadly, a very sharp tongue.  I react badly when I'm hurt.  I lash out.  For these reasons, I've held back (or tried to) when it comes to saying how I really feel sometimes to my friends because I'm afraid I'll say way too much and cause permanent damage to a relationship that I do find important.  I don't want my mouth to ruin something I treasure.  Really, I don't think I'm any different than a lot of people in this.  Don't most of us try hard to bite our tongues so as NOT to hurt those we care about with careless words said in anger?

At the same time, I think I'm generous with my friends.  And it's an honest generosity.  If good things happen to people I care about, it makes me happy and I love sharing the joy with them.  I feel honored when they call to tell me good news.  And I want to share it with everyone I know.

And I'm loyal to my friends and family.  I will jump, with both feet, on anyone who messes with my loved ones.

Which is why I've been surprised when I've shared news that has made me happy, only to feel rebuffed or dismissed in return.  Surprised and hurt.

Where's the generosity I was hoping for?  The loyalty?

Am I somehow not worthy of receiving that which I think I've freely given?

I have to say - it's hard admitting these things even here.  But.  This is the year I've promised myself to be more honest in my writing.  What that means is, I guess, that I'm also going to be more honest with myself.

And that means I've been hurt by people who will not get an opportunity to hurt me again.

Not

Ever.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

My Favorite Reads of 2011

I read 162 books in 2011.  I think.  Each time I tried to count my list I came up with a different number, but when I came up with the number 162 twice I decided that was the number I'd go with.

It's hard for me to choose favorite books.  And my favorites might be favorites for reasons that others might not use as their own criteria.  I might choose a favorite based on the fact that it is a first book by an author and I'm applauding their efforts while at the same time I feel as though their next effort is the one that's going to blow me away, with their first one being their warm up - although one hell of a warm up.   And in many cases here, I'm actually choosing the author rather than one of their books.  This is because I think of their books as one body of work that I can re-read back to back seamlessly - cases in point would be series by Margaret Maron and Louise Penny who have each written a series that has not included a single entry that I found to be a disappointment.  While I am a huge fan of other series, I can't make that same statement about most of them.  In fact, some of my favorite series writers did not make my list this year.  That's not to say I didn't like their latest, it just means it didn't grab me and carry me away.   Also, some of the books I've included here are re-reads.  I re-read a lot, it brings me comfort and it's something I'll continue doing forever, I suppose.  And, oddly enough, I may even enjoy a book more during the second or third read than I did the first, and I "think" it has a lot to do with my mood or state of mind at the time.  Who knows.  Rather than analyze it, I'd rather just go with the flow and enjoy it.

My entire list of 162 (or there about) reads can be found here - Books Read During 2011.  If a book was included on this list, I liked it.  I'm not one who will continue reading a book that's not interesting to me.  Culling this list to those that had a bit more of an impact than others almost defeats me every year.  If I weren't such a fan of lists, I probably wouldn't do it.

So - here they are in the order read, the most recent at the top of the list.   As you can see, I've added a few personal notes and reflections. 




No idea how many this totals up to, but I guess I named more than my Top Ten, huh?  And just narrowing it down to this many has given me a headache!

Should you choose to read anything I've shared, I hope you'll let me know what you think.  You may love some of them, and you may hate some of them.  Either way, I'd enjoy hearing what your thoughts are.

Happy Reading! ! !

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Words to Live By - by Neil Gaiman

I'm not sure, but I would have to guess that this is one of the most shared quotes of our age.

It is, for sure, one of the loveliest.

From Neil Gaiman

"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art -- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself."


May we all remember these words - and try our ever lovin' best to live by them.

and keep the magic in our lives as long as we can.


Maldevian Starry Sky
source:  http://www.flickr.com/photos/dominic_kamp/3495695552/

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Book Bliss - Old and New

As the year comes to a close, I'm still pondering my "Best of 2011 List."

It's hard!  I read a lot of really terrific books this past year.

Two books, however,  pop immediately to mind, and they will top my list - Margaret Maron's THREE-DAY TOWN and Louise Penny's A TRICK OF THE LIGHT.




















Both books were books I've been waiting for.  Margaret finally gives us Deborah and Sigrid together and Louise gives us the event I started hoping for in the very first Three Pines novel.  I finished both books with a smile on my face and immediately read through them a second time.  Pure Bliss ! ! !

They were worth the wait.

2011 brought some new authors to my attention that found their way onto my "Auto Buy List."  They're a fairly wide ranging group.  I can't think of a single word that might fit each of these writers and tie them together in any manner, but they each captured me in a big way.  Well, actually, I can.   They're all women.  Something I did not realize until now.  I "think" I read a pretty good mix of both men and women, but I have to admit, this is going to send me back to the list of books I read in 2011 and see if that's really true.  Huh.  How 'bout that?  A mystery to ponder . . . .

Here are my new discoveries.  If you haven't tried any these authors yet, please do and let me know what you think.  (I'd suggest reading the Tana French books in the order written.  They're not really a series, but each novel introduces a character you'll meet in the next novel.  And I would most definitely read Susan Hill's Simon Serrailler series in order).


Sarah Addison Allen - "North Carolina novelist Sarah Addison Allen brings the full flavor of her southern upbringing to bear on her fiction -- a captivating blend of fairy tale magic, heartwarming romance, and small-town sensibility." author bio




Tana French - "Ambitious and extraordinary"  Washington Post




Julia Glass - "Glass establishes her literary credentials with ingenuity and panache."  Publisher's Weekly




Susan Hill - "Thoughtful mysteries...elegant prose."  New York Times  Book Review




Erin Morgenstern - “Every once in awhile you find a novel so magical that there is no escaping its spell. The Night Circus is one of these rarities — engrossing, beautifully written and utterly enchanting. If you choose to read just one novel this year, this is it.”  Danielle Trussoni, author of Angelology




Barbara O'Neal - As dark and deep and sweet as chocolate…I wanted to live in this book.” Sarah Addison Allen





Any discoveries you'd care to share?


And I'd like to wish all of you a Happy New Year!  May 2012 bring you nothing but good things!