Picks of the Week

  • Benjamin Black: The Lemur: A Novel

    Benjamin Black: The Lemur: A Novel
    Anyone who thinks John Banville lacks a sense of humor clearly did not read his serial for the New York Times magazine, available in novella-ish format in July. The story has all the basic crime ingredients - blackmail, adultery, murder, betrayal, that sort of thing - but it is so, so clear how much fun Banville had writing this pseudonymous exercise, loading up sentences filled with bizarre but well-placed metaphors and gently (or not so gently!) lampooning his characters as he moves them around his narrative chess board.

  • Cassandra Clare: City of Bones

    Cassandra Clare: City of Bones
    I read this on the flight home from the LA Times Festival of Books and it really is about the perfect airport read: fantastic storytelling, characters whose adventures and melodramas wrap you in their spells and really ass-kicking action scenes involving demons and all manner of underworld types. Sure, Clare clearly owes a huge debt to Buffy and Harry Potter, but dammit, I want to find out what will happen next to Clary, Jace, Simon & co. - and that's exactly the button that's supposed to be pushed.

  • Ibi Kaslik: ANGEL RIOTS

    Ibi Kaslik: ANGEL RIOTS
    Reading this novel was like being transported back to the mid-1990s Montreal I knew during my college years. But it also affords an inside look at the ups and downs, the politics and the dramas, the hookups and breakups endemic to a rising rock band. It's clear, whether told from the vantage point of the young violin prodigy with a boy's name or her bandmate looking to redefine himself outside the orbit of his best friend (and leader) that Kaslik knows this world cold, and we're privileged to share in this knowledge.

  • Irene Nemirovsky: David Golder, The Ball, Snow in Autumn, The Courilof Affair (Everyman's Library (Cloth))

    Irene Nemirovsky: David Golder, The Ball, Snow in Autumn, The Courilof Affair (Everyman's Library (Cloth))
    I'd recommend this simply based off of the utter gobsmacking brilliance that is LE BAL, one of the most crystalline and shocking novellas I've ever read, but the other three works simply confirm Nemirovsky's literary brilliance. THE COURILOF AFFAIR is a wonderful surprise for mystery readers because it's her version of a spy novel, tackling the moral quandaries of terrorism for a so-called greater good by personalizing the narrator's deeds and misdeeds. In other words, Nemirovsky's entire backlist can't be translated fast enough for me.

  • Sarah Hall: Daughters of the North

    Sarah Hall: Daughters of the North
    Goddamn, Hall can write, and her chosen dystopian subject matter gives her the chance not only to show off her sentence-by-sentence chops but to demonstrate how few steps removed our current culture is from the apocalyptic fervor of her world, where the reproductive rights of women are trampled on so definitively it takes an army of women to try, however futile the exercise might be, to take some independence back. I can't think of enough good things to say about this except that it should be read, now and years to come.

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August 30, 2007

Guest blog: Katherine Howell

(Katherine Howell's debut novel, FRANTIC, was published in Australia earlier this year. I read it at the beginning of the summer and was taken with the way she alternated female protagonists, kept up a relentless pace and found the humanity in the difficult job that is being an emergency medical technician. As a special guest-blog to close this month, I've invited Katherine - herself a former EMT - to introduce herself to American readers.)

I was one of those kids who was always scribbling down a story, and by my late teens I knew I wanted to write novels. I began with imitations of Stephen King, and later Patricia Cornwell. I then wrote a police procedural where the pertinent clues came courtesy of a ghost because I didn’t know how actual police would find such things out and I was too shy to ask. Ridiculous, really, when by that point I was working beside them every day in my job as a paramedic.

Equally ridiculous, a writing teacher told me, was to ignore my experiences there as a basis for stories. While I wanted to write about what I was living, I couldn’t see how any of it could be digested down to fit into a narrative. The years of trauma and shiftwork were taking their toll and in an average day at work I often swung from biting my tongue in rage, wanting to scream at people for their stupidity and risk-taking, to fighting back tears over a total stranger’s grief and loss. Whenever I tried to write an ambulance-related scene, these emotions flooded out and the story turned into nothing more than a rant. It took months after my eventual resignation for me to begin to deal with these feelings and get some perspective on how far from normal I’d been.

Besides all that, I wanted to write crime novels, and it was hard to see how to use paramedics as the protagonists. I did hear of a case where paramedics in Sydney attended a burglary and listened to the victim’s shaken tale of how it happened and what was taken, then later the same night were called to another scene where they recognised the stolen goods, but such a tale is a smidge too coincidental for a plot where the parts needs to be causally linked. Anyway, crime novels require more than a simple break and enter. Lives should be at stake. Paramedics see plenty of that, but my problem was how to bring them together with a crime-solving plot.

It seemed there were three possible ways to do it: the paramedic could be the victim, the perpetrator or the solver of the crime. I was hoping to write a series, and I didn’t want the paramedic to be the constant victim or the constant perpetrator, and it seemed too much of a stretch to have them solving the crimes. Was there a way to meld the three roles? I stewed on this for a long time then realised I could have two protagonists: one a paramedic, the other a police detective. That way I could have trouble happen in the paramedic’s life, with her being a combination of victim, driven to try to solve her problem, and perhaps, at times, a little of the perpetrator as well, while the detective tried to figure out what on earth was going on.

So I developed a plot, and began writing ‘Frantic’. In this book, paramedic Sophie Phillips is shattered when her cop husband is shot and their baby kidnapped. Detective Ella Marconi struggles to discover whether the act is revenge by a bereaved father whose wife and child Sophie couldn’t save, or if Sophie’s husband Chris was involved with police corruption. Sophie soon makes up her mind however, and decides she will stop at nothing to save her son.

After a few drafts I sent it to my agent.

She rang me the next week. ‘Bad news.’

I shut my eyes.

‘It doesn’t work. There’s no suspense.’

At that time I was starting a Masters in writing. Aha, I thought, here’s my thesis subject. Suspense in fiction: what is it? How does it work? How the hell can I get more of it and save this story?

I dived into my research, and learned that for suspense to build it is essential that readers both care for characters and feel uncertain about what will happen to them. I read about the need to establish a large dramatic question early on, while also posing smaller questions which are then answered on a scene or chapter basis, building the reader’s curiosity but not keeping them hanging too long for some kind of answer. I learned about the dotting-in of clues and red herrings, and I saw how to break scenes and chapters at points where the reader was simply dying to know more. I read about how putting in little hints that lead a reader to imagine the worst for a character can greatly intensify suspense. I applied all this and more to the ms, and rewrote it countless times, eventually replacing everything but the original premise.

With the redrafting I also became more adept at choosing what emotions to give to my paramedics, and what to leave out. So, when my paramedic Sophie attends an emergency birth, I have her feel my fears and joy from the births that I attended. When she’s caring for a man trapped in a car crash beside the body of his friend, I give her my thoughts on what that must be like for him, and the actions of my colleagues and I in simultaneously dealing with his injuries and his grief. It’s my fatigue she feels when rushing from one emergency to the next, my sweat that soaks her shirt, my adrenaline that makes her hands tremble as she pulls on her gloves.

After three years work the manuscript was ready. Knowing that if publishers liked it, their next question would be “What else do you have?”, I prepared a one-page outline for the second book in the series, ‘Panic’. In it, paramedic Lauren Yates thinks she has the best of reasons to lie about seeing a killer at a murder scene, until, months later, a stabbed man tells her with his dying breath that the same killer attacked him. Suddenly Lauren has not only blood on her hands, but Detective Ella Marconi on her back. Ella sees Lauren as the perfect witness in the perfect case because she can testify to the dying man’s words. But soon the detective realises the paramedic is hiding something big: something Ella is as determined to expose as Lauren is to protect.

This time ‘Frantic’ got a good response from my agent. Within weeks Pan Macmillan Australia bought world rights to both books, and soon after we had deals with France, Germany, Italy, Russia and the UK. ‘Frantic’ was released here in Australia in May, and has received excellent reviews, from “action plotted as tight as a tourniquet” to “an adrenaline rush of a thriller”.

After taking four years to write ‘Frantic’, having only one to write ‘Panic’ has been a challenge, but I’ve recently received the good news that the publisher loves it. Now I’m working on the outline for the third book, and tossing about ideas for the fourth. Each will again feature another paramedic alongside Detective Ella Marconi, and for each I’ll once again delve into my ambulance memories, reliving some of my best and worst days, and giving my readers an true insider’s view of paramedic life.

August 29, 2007

More Pearls of Wisdom from Jim Huang

Though he is an infrequent blogger, when Jim Huang speaks, one should listen. His latest essay is too long to excerpt and besides, you should really read the whole thing.

August 28, 2007

Smatterings

Jon Evans ponders the future of reading for the Walrus, and puts his money where his mouth is (so to speak) by making one of his novels, an urban fantasy novel starring New York's finest wildlife, available on his website free of charge.

The Rap Sheet has news of a long-lost novel by Edward Bunker that No Exit Press is publishing next month. Cool news indeed!

At Tangled Web, Bob Cornwell talks with Peter Temple about being a longterm expat, Australian crime fiction and the appeal of Joe Cashin.

Christopher Shea at the Boston Globe has more to say about James Wood's jump to the New Yorker.

All week long Colleen Mondor is organizing "Recommendations Under the Radar," a slew of pieces on underrated YA authors hosted by several blogs.

When I first heard about this I referenced Dorothy Parker on A.A. Milne to a friend, but realized this was a better reaction.

Joseph Weisberg, whose novel AN ORDINARY SPY comes out on January, explains the difference between secret and classified information (which is helpful, because as someone who has looked at "classified" documents that are available in the public domain without the blackout bars, I wondered what certain government agencies were smoking with regards to privacy issues. Oh, and link via.)

Only in the 60s, kids, only in the 60s. Though now I think I want one, dammit.

The embedding is disabled, unfortunately, but how could I not post this???

And finally, one of the most troubling cases in Canadian history may come to the proper conclusion - but even then it wouldn't be enough.

August 27, 2007

More tomorrow

The usual deadline drill and sundry. Though if there are any NY-based blog readers fluent in Japanese, please get in touch off-blog.

August 26, 2007

Weekend Update on the Spin Cycle

NYTBR: Marilyn Stasio doesn't have nearly enough space to do Michael Dibdin justice, but she tries her best - and also reviews new offerings from Barbara Cleverly, Fred Vargas and Michael Harvey. Also, Nicholas Kulish reviews a novel and memoir about meth addicts; Liesl Schillinger finds lots to say about Glen Duncan's latest fictional foray; and WTF is up with Jonathan Ames' review of Matt Ruff's BAD MONKEYS? Phoning it in isn't the right phrase, but it's not exactly scintillating criticism.

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August 23, 2007

BSP, Large and Small

The small front is my review of Nicholas Griffin's DIZZY CITY which runs in this week's edition of Time Out New York.

The September/October issue of Poets & Writers is hot off the presses, and my piece looking at a spate of anthologies that have to do with the multi-named beast that is non-fiction told in a narrative manner is available online. Robert Atwan, Lee Gutkind and Ira Glass all gave me quotes for the piece...some of them expected, some surprising, all illuminating.

The Genre That Keeps On Living

I take some exception to the BBC's headline (what, crime fiction is supposed to die? WTF?) but BBC News Magazine's Megan Lane has a decent piece on new crime fiction trends, including the repackaging of Agatha Christie in paperback and graphic novel format:

"She's an incredibly important author for us," says Julia Wisdom, HarperFiction's publishing director in charge of crime titles. "They are still very good stories and very clever. And she translates beautifully into any language - the stories are just there, they are not difficult to put across."

Crime fiction in general is a strong source of sales - five of the top 10 selling paperbacks are thriller titles; two are literary chillers on the Richard and Judy reading list, two are by perennial best-selling authors (Michael Crichton and Ian Rankin) and The Last Testament is a chase mystery, a genre made popular again by The da Vinci Code.

"We've also got Val McDermid in the hardback chart with a psychological thriller - quite violent, a lot of forensic detail and she's been televised with Wire in the Blood, which always lifts sales," says Ms Wisdom. McDermid's latest, Beneath the Bleeding, is one of six thrillers in the hardback top 10. "These are very different books, and that's the key to why crime has endured - it's so adaptable, it will never go stale."

Also getting attention here is crime fiction in exotic locales, and Matt Rees expounds on his choice of a Palestinian protagonist and why he sees parallels between Palestinian society with the times Raymond Chandler and Dashiell Hammett wrote about in their early detective stories set in Los Angeles and San Francisco:

"The cops are corrupt and the villains have a great deal of confidence, which means that the detective has to overcome his own flaws. That's what makes detective fiction so attractive - people always think there are a lot of problems with their society, and there's a desire to have a character that can put that right. Crime fiction can show you something about a society and a character that's incredibly deep, whereas so-called literary fiction is about linguistic pyrotechnics. That's why I've always been a fan of this type of writing.

Crime in the City

If you haven't had a chance to check out NPR's miniseries focusing on crime novelists and their cities of choice, you can tune in to segments on Donna Leon's Venice, John Burdett's Bangkok, Laura Lippman's Baltimore and (tomorrow) Michael Connelly's Los Angeles right here.

August 22, 2007

All Ross Macdonald, All the Time

It took a while to become available online but Scott Timberg's lengthy LA Times piece on Ross Macdonald - and Vintage's plans to make the entire series available in print by early next year - is definitely worth reading:

Ross Macdonald was the pen name of Kenneth Millar (1915-83), who, though raised in Vancouver, spent most of his career in Santa Barbara and set the bulk of his novels in and around L.A. Though he's not as well known as Raymond Chandler or Dashiell Hammett, in part because he had less luck with movie and television adaptations, Macdonald's novels helped rewrite the hard-boiled tradition. (He was married to mystery writer Margaret Millar.)

The Archer books, over three decades, move gradually away from the hard-boiled model associated with Chandler into a more personal approach, often marked by an interest in the California land- and seascape and in the unraveling of society. With their runaway children, idle rich, recreational drug use, rampant divorce and deepening generation gap, the novels seem to track the beginnings of contemporary Southern California.

"Once he found his own prose style," said [ARCHER FILES editor and Ross MacDonald biographer Tom] Nolan, "which was very poetic and elegant and precise, he wrote novels which would never be mistaken for a Chandler or a Hammett book. He moved away from the emphasis on criminals and gangsters to looking at the tragedy and pathos of family life. His approach was more like Ibsen, who blamed everybody: There was enough guilt in his books to go around."

The list of authors influenced by Macdonald are many - John Connolly, Michael Chabon (quoted in the piece) James Ellroy, Sue Grafton and Robert Crais, are just a few:

"I view Lew Archer as an anonymous man," says Crais. "And I suspect that was Macdonald's intention." The novels' other characters stand out more strongly because the personality filtering them doesn't overwhelm them. "With Chandler," said Crais, "the characters are observed through the Marlowe lens," which is tempered with the private eye's dry cynicism. "But in Macdonald, the window you're looking through was clear glass."

Smatterings

One of my favorite books of 2006 was Howard Engel's THE MEMORY BOOK, and as CanWest's Jamie Portman discovers, the author of the Benny Cooperman novels has turned to the memoir to talk about his struggle with alexia sine agraphia.

The Buffalo News talks with David Schmid, an associated professor whose fascination with murder has found fruition in several books.

Joseph Finder is the first fiction writer given a chance to concoct his own case study for the Harvard Business Review.

Gregg Hurwitz is quizzed by pal Christopher Rice about why so many of his crime novels feature gay characters.

Newsday's Gene Seymour meets the founder
of a new literary journal out of Southhampton.

How to break into publishing, Australian-style.

Colette Dougas-Home wonders why so many women are attracted to writing about horror-related topics.