Guest Post: Frankie Bailey

From Liz, on her way to Magna Cum Murder: If you are a member of Sisters in Crime, odds are you’ve heard of Frankie Bailey. A past president at the national level, she’s also a fabulous author and writer of Frankie’s List, a list of POC/LGBTQ writers published in the crime fiction world. Looking for a new author? Check the list! She’s visiting today and writing about the pleasures – and perils – authors experience when they step into the lives of their characters.

Other Lives

One of the pleasures of being a writer is that we step into the lives of our characters. We know their thoughts, feel what they feel. This intimate knowledge is also one of the perils of writing crime fiction. Even those of us who work in criminal justice-related fields find some types of crime, some offenders, some victims more than we can handle. We might prefer not to write about child victims or serial killers. We might cringe at the thought of describing domestic violence or sexual assault.

DeathsFavoriteChildcoverWhat we feel comfortable writing about reflects who we are and what we believe. But our perspectives may change over time. I don’t think of myself as a “cozy” writer because I deal with social issues that may make my readers uncomfortable. But, I’m not “hard-boiled” because I’m unlikely to write graphic descriptions of violence.  Or explicit sex (for fear of making readers laugh out loud at my efforts and/or wonder how much research I do). On the other hand, one of my favorite characters appeared in the fourth book in my Lizzie Stuart series (currently being reissued). That character – Lizzie’s long-missing mother Becca – strolled in and stole the show. She’s a femme fatale. More than one reader described her as “the mother from hell”. I knew she was out there – she had been discussed in the first three books — but I was unprepared for my own reaction to Becca. As much as I felt I should disapprove of her, I loved seeing the world from her point of view. She will return.

Now that the series is getting a re-boot, I’m looking forward to catching up with what has been going on in Lizzie’s life. Series time has passed slowly. The year of the last book was 2004. One of the other pleasures of writing other lives is having the ability to time travel.

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F BaileyCriminologist Frankie Bailey has five books and two published short stories in a mystery series featuring crime historian Lizzie Stuart. The Red Queen Dies, the first book in a near-future police procedural series featuring Detective Hannah McCabe, came out in September 2013.  The second book in the series, What the Fly Saw came out in March 2015. Frankie is a former executive vice president of Mystery Writers of America and a past president of Sisters in Crime.

Website URL: http://www.frankieybailey.com

Twitter:  @FrankieYBailey

Amazon: Death’s Favorite Child

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Amazon: What the Fly Saw

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Guest Post: Annette Dashofy

I am so happy to introduce friend, critique buddy, and frequent travel companion Annette Dashofy to Mysteristas. Annette is celebrating the launch of her seventh book in the three-time Agatha-nominated Zoe Chambers Mysteries sers, Cry Wolf. She’s gotten used to dealing with crowds by now, but she’s also discovered the joys, and potential pitfalls, of a certain type of crowd.

The Joys of a Hometown Crowd

CryWolf cover front REVsmallWith my seventh book now out (how did THAT happen???), I’ve become fairly accustomed to standing in front of a crowd and talking about anything book related. Sometimes the “crowd” consists of two people. Sometimes it’s a hundred or more.

The size of the audience doesn’t bother me. Much. I thought I’d overcome all my public speaking jitters. Then last week, a local restaurant and I hosted a Dinner With the Author event. By “local,” I mean four miles from home in the town where I’ve lived my entire life.

I was petrified.

Maybe “petrified” is too strong a term, but I definitely had a stream of potential disasters playing on a loop inside my head.

For example:

Let’s play Stump the Author.

I’ve done local events before and it never fails that someone from my high school days shows up, all smiles (or smirks…it depends), and expects me to know who they are. I’m really sorry, but I rarely do. We all change over the decades. Facebook has helped with photos, but I still have trouble pulling a name out of my brain when faced with someone I know I should recognize.

And let’s be honest. They have an unfair advantage because my face is on the promotional material!

Waldens dinnerThe worst of these old friends is the one who flat-out refused to tell me who he was and instead offered clues. (If you’re reading this, John, I’m pointing at you.)

It’s not just old high school friends, though. When you’ve lived in the same area for your entire life, you meet a lot of people along the way. I’ve worked on the ambulance, been involved with horses, worked retail, been a professional photographer, and taught yoga. Plus a few other jobs and careers along the way. At this particular Dinner With The Author, I encountered folks who knew me from my EMT days, a woman who had hired me to take monthly photographs of her daughter from birth to one year—a daughter who is now in her thirties, farming neighbors from over the hill who used to lease property from my grandfather, as well as an old friend from high school.

Thankfully, I had a chance to mingle and unscramble all my identity crises during dinner and before my talk.

Which leads me to my other big fear during local appearances.

Let’s play Embarrass the Author.

Also known as history hecklers. Those people who have known me for years or knew me way back when and love to pull out the mortifying little anecdotes. “Remember the time you…?”

These are the kinds of things that don’t happen in appearances farther from home. Thankfully, they don’t happen all that often close to home either. But I still live in fear of these “fun” games every time I step in front of a local crowd.

So, Mysterista friends, have you ever been placed in an embarrassing position in front of a hometown audience? Or have you ever been heckled, even if it’s all in good fun? Feel free to share! Or not.

*****

Rural Pennsylvania’s Vance Township Police Chief Pete Adams is down an officer and has been dealing with extra shifts as well as a pair of bickering neighbors, one of whom owns a machete and isn’t afraid to use it. Golden Oaks Assisted Living is outside Pete’s jurisdiction, but a murder in the facility his Alzheimer’s-afflicted father calls home makes the case personal.

Paramedic and Deputy Coroner Zoe Chambers has been itching for an opportunity to take the lead in a death investigation. She gets her chance when her boss is hospitalized and not only assigns her to the Golden Oaks homicide but puts her in charge of the county coroner’s office. As if she doesn’t have enough to handle, a long-lost, over-protective, older half-brother walks into her life threatening to drive a wedge between her and the man she loves.

A second dead body leads them to realize the case may have dark ties to a distant past…and if Zoe doesn’t untangle the web of lies, Pete will be the one to pay the ultimate price.

*****

USA Today bestselling author Annette Dashofy has spent her entire life in rural Pennsylvania surrounded by cattle and horses. When she wasn’t roaming the family’s farm or playing in the barn, she could be found reading or writing. After high school, she spent five years as an EMT on the local ambulance service, dealing with everything from drunks passing out on the sidewalk to mangled bodies in car accidents. These days, she, her husband, and their spoiled cat, Kensi, live on property that was once part of her grandfather’s dairy. Her Zoe Chambers mysteries have received three nominations for the prestigious Agatha Award. Cry Wolf (September 2018) is the seventh in the series.

 

Bouchercon bound

I love mystery cons like Bouchercon and Malice. Yes, it sounds corny, but it really is like a family reunion. Especially since readers are there and, well, if it weren’t for them we’d all be out of a job, right?

In two weeks, I’ll be in St. Petersburg, Florida attending my fourth Bouchercon since 2012 (I missed Albany, Long Beach, and Toronto due to this pesky thing called a budget). So to get ready, I thought I’d take a spin through memories of Bouchercons past.

Cleveland – 2012

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My Bouchercon “posse”

My first Bouchercon. I had no idea what I was doing. At this point, I’d had a couple of short stories published, but that’s about it. I was not smart enough to book in the conference hotel, but I was only a couple blocks away. How bad could the walk be? Turns out, when you get bad directions and walk four blocks going the wrong way, pretty bad. I’d worn these cute shoes I was sure would be comfortable–and they would have been if I hadn’t trekked over downtown Cleveland. But fortunately, I soon ran into my friend Annette Dashofy who literally gave me the shoes off her feet.

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Rhys Bowen at the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame

I wasn’t on any panels and I was too shy to volunteer for much. I spent much of that Bouchercon trailing after Annette. But I did see Hank Phillippi Ryan, Julia Spencer-Fleming, and met the delightful Rhys Bowen.

I also had my first chocolate martini. It was not my last.

But probably the biggest deal was meeting Mary Higgins Clark. Yes, that MHC. She was the Guest of Honor that year and her interview was delightful. Annette told me she’d ridden the elevator with MHC, who was as lovely as she was on stage. Color me jealous. Stillwatch was and remains a seminal work in my journey to author-dom.

Fast-forward to Saturday. I was with Annette and we saw MHC leaving. Annette dragged me forward while I protested. “Ms. Clark,” she called, “there’s someone I want you to meet.”

MHC shook my hand. I have a vague memory of rambling through something like “I love your books” (lame, right?) and her asking very kindly what I was writing. When I told her short fiction, she said, “I started writing with short stories. Keep it up and someday you’ll have a book out.”

I don’t think I washed my hand for a week.

Raleigh – 2015

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Out to lunch with some fellow Guppies

I had a bit more of a clue by the time Raleigh came around. I’d collected all the Laurel Highlands stories that had appeared elsewhere into a self-published anthology, plus a bonus story. When Mysterista emeritae Cynthia Kuhn said she couldn’t attend and had suggested me as a replacement for her panel, I was flattered. But who would include me on a panel, right?

Uh, apparently the programming committee. I wasn’t at all nervous – until I read the bios of my panel mates (who included Greg Herren and Lou Berney, by the way). Talk about feeling outclassed! But I am assured I had one of the sound bites of the panel. Asked about the theme of trouble marriages/relationships in my stories, I blithely answered about the stress of relationships and one day it becomes too much “and bam! You’re standing in the kitchen with a meat cleaver.”

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“Just say no” to fried okra

I did a little more socializing at Bouchercon Raleigh. I still felt way out of my league, but I did chat with a lovely reader who was familiar with the Laurel Highlands at the Anthonys and Greg Herren said he enjoyed our panel so much he was going to look up my short story collection (I have no idea if he did – but he’s a nice guy, so I appreciated the compliment).

I even got invited to have drinks with other writers in the bar. And my friend Martha discovered she doesn’t like fried okra (after seeing this face, I declined an opportunity to try them).

New Orleans – 2016

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Signing Blood on the Bayou

This was a big one. It was my Year of the Short Story. Not only had “Three Rivers Voodoo” been accepted for Blood on the Bayou, that year’s Bouchercon anthology, I’d placed “Home Front Homicide” in Mystery Most Historical from Malice, and “The Far End of Nowhere” in Fish Out of Water, that year’s Guppy anthology. I had finally Arrived. Where, I wasn’t sure, but it felt significant.

It was also my 20th wedding anniversary, so The Hubby and I made it a trip.

I ate awesome New Orleans food. Drank my first real mint julep (not impressed). Participated in my first Big Deal book signing.

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Mint julep

I was still a Small Fish in a Big Pond. But New Orleans was the first Bouchercon where i felt like less of a pretender among the “stars” of the crime fiction world. I had creds now. Short fiction, but still…legitimate creds. Things to talk about.

Not that the crime fiction community ever treated me like one, but I felt like less of an impostor, if that makes sense.

So this year, St. Petersburg. And a new list of “firsts.” I have my first book. My first Author Speed Dating as a participant, not as a listener. My first New Author Breakfast. I’ll have bookmarks! Now I truly have Arrived!

I just hope I remember to take pictures.

Houston, we are ready for launch

Well, sort of.

This coming Saturday, August 11, is the launch part of my debut book, Root of All Evil. Much like a wedding, I want everything to go well.

Much like a wedding, things could get dicey.

Food

The tradition in my Sister’s in Crime chapter is to have cake with the book cover on it for the first book. Sounds easy, right? Call bakery, order cake, send photo. Done. But…

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Launch supplies ready to go!

What kind of cake? How much? I ran a poll, asking readers if they preferred white almond or red velvet. I thought there would be a clear winner, thus solving my cake-ordering dilemma.

Oh no. It turned out to be a dead tie. Okay, so half and half. Except…you have to order a full sheet cake to get half-and-half (this makes sense, each flavor is a quarter sheet then it’s iced over). I’m almost certain this means there will be too much cake. Um, lucky I have a teenage boy?

And did you know it is ridiculously difficult to find sparkling cranberry juice in August? I’d almost say it’s impossible.

Books

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Books ready for readers!

Now, you’d think this would be easy, right? I mean, I’m having the launch in a bookstore. Of course they’ll have books!

Except…

I received an email from the store owner in light of my promo activities leading up to release day. “Uh, I’m thinking I didn’t order enough books. Do you have any you could bring just in case we run out? I’ll reimburse you.”

Fortunately, I do.

The miscellany

I need a pen. A good pen, one that isn’t going to cramp my hand and will write smoothly throughout the event.

I need to do my nails. Color or French tips?

I need to pick out some clothes. I hate clothes decisions. I will pull in my Fashion Consultant (aka, The Girl).

I need to pick a bit to read in case the audience asks me to do so.

And the number one fear…

What if no one comes????

I mean, okay. I know there will be a few members of my Sisters in Crime chapter there. My critique group. My family. I know one family friend who is planning on being there.

But what if that’s it? Since the store is changing ownership, this is the current owners last big event and as she said, “they are going out with a bang!”

No pressure, right?

Readers, got any advice for calming the jitters? I’d love to hear it! If you’re in the Pittsburgh area, stop by – 514 Allegheny River Blvd, Oakmont, PA 15139.

And if you want to get ready by learning about Jim and Sally, look for Murder Most Scenic, my collection of Laurel Highlands Mysteries short stories!

The peace of the morning

It’s quiet as I write this.

My house is rarely quiet, but at this moment, the only noise is the clacking of my keyboard. My husband is gone to work and everyone else is still asleep.

I would go outside, where the only noise would be keyboards and birds, but the humidity is too much right now.

I have checked my email, read my blogs, perused my social media. The day job awaits, as does the hours of writing I did not get done yesterday, and the task of taking my son for his learner’s permit test.

It’s a moment when the whole world seems to be holding its breath.

I know people who are intimidated by moments like this. They need constant action and noise to feel comfortable. I think that’s a shame. The quiet like this is so perfect for so many things…energizing for the day, prayer, meditation, solving a tough plot problem. In a life filled with tasks, technology, selfies, social media, and the like, this solemn silence is sacred. And so unusual that maybe it’s not so odd that people are intimidated by being silent and alone.

<pause to soak up the silence>

Thump, slam. Someone’s up. Silent time is over.

Readers, what about you? Do you enjoy your silent alone time? What’s your favorite spot to enjoy a peaceful moment?

Low Down Dirty Vote

A couple of months ago, I received an email about a new short story anthology. Low Down Dirty Vote was a collection of stories centered around the theme of voter fraud (how topical, right?). Proceeds from sale benefited the ACLU. The collection was edited by Mysti Berry and featured a forward from the Legal Director of ACLU Nebraska. It sounded…intriguing.

Then I saw the list of authors and I thought, “I have to get my hands on this.”

Luckily, I was able to do so…and even more lucky to get contributor and Mysterista friend Catriona McPherson agree to answer a few questions.

LM: How did you get involved with this anthology? What about the project attracted you?

CP: Mysti Berry got in touch and told me about it. My first thought – as I was still reading the email and before I knew what the collection was about – was that I’d love to work with Mysti on whatever she was doing. Then when I read the theme “voter suppression” my heart soared. Very often the theme of a collection is either just a hook or it’s something you’ve thought about a lot or even written about before. This was completely new to me and caused a such an efflorescence of ideas I felt like a mushroom farm. Also, you know, the ACLU and the protection of democracy. That didn’t hurt.

LM: We all know your novels, from Dandy Gilver, to Lexy Campbell, to the stand-alones. Have you done a lot of short fiction? What do you see as the biggest challenges and/or differences between writing novels and short stories?

CP: Hardly any. I’ve written over twenty novels but only thirteen short stories. Nine of these are published (or in the works) and, of the other four, two were apprentice pieces (they stink) and two were written up after collaborative workshops to give back to the students as a takeaway from the class. One of these I did overnight! That’s the thing I love about short stories. The first draft can be written in a splurge. My favourite place to do the first draft of a short story is a long flight. Coast to coast and then over to Scotland gives me two 6+ hour bouts of writing. I enjoy being able to hold a whole idea in my attention at once. Writing a novel makes you let go of the beginning so long before you can glimpse the end. It’s not a comfortable process for me. Also, I write the Dandy Gilver novels in first person, but the “World of Gilverton” shorts let me inhabit secondary characters. It’s a lot of fun. Maybe if I write enough of them I can have an anthology one day. But I’d need to crack on because I’ve got three so far.

LDDV-coverLM: The theme of this collection is very topical given the current political climate in the US. Coming from Scotland, do you think the theme resonates as strongly in non-US markets?

CP: I can’t speak for anywhere except the UK really – maybe just Scotland – but I know that people over there who’re interested in politics at all want to understand what’s happening over here. Also the Brexit surprise was similar enough to the Trump surprise to have British people paying closer than usual attention. I’m not sure how much people understand exactly what the ACLU is but everyone understands what voter suppression is, right? It’s still hard to wrap my head around the fact that there are sentient people who try prevent democracy from functioning. Do they think we can’t see what they’re doing? Or that we can’t work out why? You know when babies cover their eyes and believe themselves to be invisible . . . ? One of the weirdest conversations I’ve had about this collection was with someone who evidently couldn’t tell the difference between wanting to register people who’d vote for you and wanting disenfranchise people who’d vote for the other team.

LM: Is there anything else you’d like to tell us about the project?

CP: I particularly love the way that so many wildly different stories have come out of what looks like such a narrow theme. (There’s that mushroom farm again.) Kris Calvin is a friend of mine and she shared a worry that her story would have echoes in other contributions. To test the hypothesis, she told me what her starting point was and I went away to try to come up with the most on the nose interpretation I could. It was nothing like Kris’s wonderful story, of course! Thats my favourite thing about being part of a themed anthology: when you get to see what the other authors came up with and marvel at the diversity of our imaginations.

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About Low Down Dirty Vote

This anthology of short crime fiction raises funds to help the ACLU fight voter suppression. Authors: Kris Calvin, Alison Catharine, Ray Daniel, David Hagerty, Mariah Klein, Derek Marsh, Jr., Catriona McPherson, Camille Minichino, Ann Parker, Travis Richardson, and James W. Ziskin.

Stories are set from Edinburgh to the San Francisco Bay Area and points in between. Some are ripped from 21st-century headlines, others explore the challenges of women voting for the first time in Wyoming during the 19th century.

Each writer has challenged themselves to experiment with form, point of view, or voice. Low Down Dirty Vote is a fabulous collection of stories from award-winning writers and brand new voices. Sales receipts go to the ACLU Foundation to help fight voter suppression.

This volume features a foreward by Amy A. Miller, Legal Director of ACLU Nebraska, and is edited by Mysti Berry.

A fireside chat with Susan Spann

The first time I picked up one of Susan Spann’s Hiro Hattori novels, I wondered if I’d connect to a duo of male detectives in medieval Japan: one a Jesuit priest, one a ninja assassin.

I shouldn’t have worried.

I fell in love with the world Susan created. So when I got the opportunity to pick up an ARC of her newest, Trial on Mount Koya, I jumped. And I am so geeked out when Susan agreed to answer a few questions.

LM: The pairing of a non-believing shinobi and a devout Catholic priest is unusual. How did you come up with that?

SS: The idea for a ninja detective came to me by surprise. One morning in 2011, I was putting on eyeliner, getting ready for my day job as a publishing lawyer, when I had the strange thought: most ninjas commit murders, but Hiro Hattori solves them. I knew immediately that this was a book, and a series, I had to write.

Trial on Mount Koya_CoverPairing Hiro with Jesuit Father Mateo was more of a conscious, practical decision. I wanted a “Holmes and Watson” feel, as well as a character who could serve as a filter to make certain aspects of traditional Japanese culture more accessible to Western readers. Who better to offset an agnostic ninja than a Jesuit priest?

LM: What a perfect idea. And while applying makeup, love it.

This is the sixth book (I believe) and in it, Father Mateo references being in Japan for a little over four years. In some ways he seems to be adapting well to Japanese culture, and in others he is still very much a “fish out of water.” How does this help you drive the story?

SS: Father Mateo allows me to explain certain intricate or esoteric details of Japanese culture, without slowing the pace or plot. He’s curious, and smart, so he needs less explanation as the series progresses—but because he isn’t Japanese, he’ll always need (and ask for) more information about things he doesn’t understand.

His foreign perspective is also helpful in terms of solving crimes. He wasn’t raised with Japanese traditions, which allows him to think more laterally than Hiro in some situations.

LM: I get a definite “Holmes and Watson” feel from these characters, with Hiro as Holmes and Father Mateo as Watson. Is this how you see the characters? Why or why not?

SS: I’m delighted to hear you say this, because it’s precisely what I had in mind in creating them. As the series progresses, Father Mateo refuses to stay in the background quite as much as Dr. Watson did at times in the Sherlock Holmes adventures, but I absolutely see Hiro and Father Mateo as the Holmes and Watson of samurai-era Japan.

LM: Maybe Father Mateo is more like the modern Watson of the Benedict Cumberbatch era.

Before I even read the acknowledgements, I got a “locked room mystery” vibe from this book. You describe it as your “love letter” to Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None (a favorite of mine). So may years after the “Golden Age” of mysteries, why do you think locked room mysteries continue to fascinate readers?

SS: Mystery readers (and mystery writers!) love puzzles—it’s a major reason why we keep coming back to the genre. Mysteries challenge us to think, and the more complicated (or apparently impossible) the mystery is to solve, the more we like to match our wits against the detectives and “ride along” as they solve the crime.

Locked room mysteries, ticking clocks, and the heightened drama that accompanies them are particularly engaging for me, and I think for readers too. It engages and rewards our logical brains as well as our imaginations—I think that’s a major part of the reason they continue to thrill and entertain.

LM: I agree. Figuring out the puzzle is a great draw of all mysteries. At least for me.

Without getting to spoiler-y, the ending leaves things very open for Hiro and Father Mateo. Is there going to be more and where next?

There will indeed be more! I’m currently under contract for two more mysteries in the Hiro Hattori series (all of which are actually “Hiro and Father Mateo” books). Each book is set in a different location within Japan, and features a crime within a different facet of 16th century Japanese culture. Though they’re designed to be stand-alone (and can be read out of order), Hiro and Father Mateo’s friendship will continue to grow and develop as the books progress.

More specifically, the next book in the series (scheduled for publication by Seventh Street Books in July 2019) will take Hiro and Father Mateo to a village supposedly haunted by a vengeful ghost. Their mission—and they will have no choice but to accept it—is to uncover the reason for the killings and stop the phantom before it strikes again.

LM: Ooo, a ghost! Can’t wait.

Readers, hopefully Susan be able to pop in throughout the day to answer questions. In the meantime, if you’ve read Hiro and Father Mateo, who do you think is Holmes and who is Watson? And do you like locked room mysteries?

*****

Spann2_credit Mark StevensSusan Spann has a degree in Asian studies and a lifelong passion for Japanese history, language, and culture. Her first Hiro Hattori / Shinobi Mystery, Claws of the Cat, was a Library Journal mystery of the month and a Silver Falchion finalist for Best First Novel. She lives outside Sacramento, California with her husband, son, two cats, and an opinionated cockatiel. When not writing or traveling in Japan, she practices law, with a focus on publishing and business contracts. Her fifth Hiro Hattori novel, Trial on Mount Koya, will be released in July 2018.