Weather can serve as an antagonist in any novel, whether it's mystery, suspense, thriller or other genre. And I've used precipitation in all its forms in my own books.
In my first novel, A Village Shattered, the opaque San Joaquin
fog hides the serial killer, but I didn’t even think about the fog until I was writing chapter three. Having lived in the valley for a dozen years, I know the horror of trying to drive in pea soup fog, so I switched seasons and went back to chapter one to add extreme weather to the plot. In doing so, it tied all aspects of the story together.
In Diary of Murder, my second mystery, I took my sleuths out of California and placed them in a motorhome in the middle of a Rocky Mountain blizzard. Fortunately, I had actually experienced the mishap so I could write convincingly about it. The blizzard starts the novel off with suspense, but my sleuths face a similar fate later in the plot, so I had to swap some snowy details between the first and later chapters to prevent repetition.Weather plays a large role in any northern state, and can provide an element of danger to the plot.
Murder on the Interstate follows with Dana and Sarah getting caught in a flash flood in Arizona, where their rented Hummer is swept away. That happened to a friend whose experience convinced me to add the downpour to my plot.
Snow also presents a problem for my intrepid amateur sleuths in Gray Wolf Mountain where they track a shooter who kills not only wolves but people. Victims of the shooter themselves, the two women are rescued by a quirky old man who rescues the wolves and nurses them back to health.
Murder in RV Paradise is set in Texas where the sun can bake the brain as well as fry tortillas on the hood of one's pickup truck. When my senior sleuths pull a woman's body from one of the small lakes the day of their arrival, they have to deal with not only the heat but suspicion that they committed the murder.
And, finally, Murder at the Mansion, finds Dana and Sarah fleeing a killer in Wyoming after a tornado destroys Dana's mansion. The two women wind up in a snowy backwoods cabin in the Alaskan outback where they find themselves in even more danger. My trip to Fairbanks, where I experienced an ice storm and extreme cold, helped to bring this sixth and final series novel to a suspenseful conclusion.
I had heard before I wrote my first novel that you should never start your book with weather, but I've found that severe weather can enhance a mystery/suspense novel by fine tuning characters' reactions to it. Man or woman against nature has always intrigued readers.
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Thursday, September 24, 2015
THE CORPSE AND THE GEEZER BRIGADE is Finished!
by Jackie
King
Book One |
Writing a
book is an onerous undertaking. I’m astonished that a cowardly woman such as
myself, would even attempt such a thing. But the compulsion to express oneself
on paper is a sort of madness—an urge that can’t be ignored comfortably.
Ordinary chores such as dusting or tidying up your sock drawer, can be
postponed until infinity. Or as my mother might have said, until the cows come
home. And since I have no cows, there will be no interruption of that sort.
Book Two |
An
unfinished book, even one that yet has one word typed on a blank computer page,
refuses to be ignored. This primal urge, for some of us, is like a mother
hearing her child fussing in his crib, regardless of how high you turn up the
radio, Mom will still hear her baby. And likewise, a writer must come back to
finish that story.
At my age
I often think, this book may be my last. Followed by, “Please God, let me stay
healthy enough to finish this one.” And last week, when I sent the edited
galley proofs to the publisher, I sighed a momentary breath of relief.
THE
CORPSE AND THE GEEZER BRIGADE is now his problem. He will have to find the right
cover (and please God, don’t let him suffer from color blindness), and get the
thing ready to download and ready for the printers. (Book three--Cover as yet unavailable.)
Now I
can take a deep breath and relax for a while.
Wrong!
Another story began crying out from its crib. This is an old one resurrected
from years earlier, but now I know how to fix it. And that’s what I’m doing.
I’m not sure yet what title to use; I have three in mind:
THE EDGE
OF NOWHERE
GOOSE
OVER MY GRAVE
NIGHTWIND (The Original Working Title)
So far I
have one serious vote for The Edge of Nowhere. We’ll see. If you have a
preference, let me know.
The story
is set in a small, fictitious town in the Oklahoma Panhandle named, Tumbleweed.
Many of the inhabitants descended from pioneers who settled the land and built
fortunes when there was nothing in sight but sagebrush, prairie grass and
hardship.
In my
novel this question arises: Will a later generation be strong enough to
withstand a new kind of evil?
Suddenly
it’s my job to spin that tale. The story is in my heart—strong as the wind that
constantly whips across the plains. Now I must get busy.
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Dialogue Brings Characters to Life
I enjoy writing dialogue because it’s an excellent way to bring fictional characters to life. I began my writing career as a news reporter and photojournalist, so dialogue was not something I learned to write. Fortunately, I have an ear for dialects and speech patterns, and journalism taught me brevity. So my characters rarely ramble or veer off topic.
I learned the secrets of good dialogue from Sol Stein, who said screenwriting courses are a great way to learn to write conversations. Although I wasn’t able to take his dialogue course at UC Irvine, I benefited from reading his book, Sol Stein on Writing. In it he says “Talk is repetitive, full of rambling, incomplete, or run-on sentences, and usually contains a lot of unnecessary words. Dialogue, contrary to popular belief, is not a recording of actual speech; it is a semblance of speech, an invented language of exchanges that build in tempo or content toward climaxes.
“Some people mistakenly believe that all a writer has to do is turn on a tape recorder to capture dialogue.” He also stressed that, “Dialogue is always in immediate scene, which is one reason readers relish it.”
I sometimes write too much dialogue instead of narrative because my sleuths discuss the murders they investigate. When I sit down at my computer each morning to write, I look forward to listening to what my characters have to say. After the sixth book in my Logan and Cafferty series, I know my characters well and their conversations fill my head as though I were eavesdropping on old friends.
Dialogue is a good way to insert humor into the plot. In Gray Wolf Mountain, Dana and Sarah encounter an old man whose grammar would cause an English teacher to cringe. It was fun writing his conversations and making readers aware that although he had little formal education, he was well versed in the ways of wildlife, especially the endangered gray wolf.
Dialogue says a lot about a character in very few words. The reader should be able to discern the character’s ethnic background, education, attitude, social standing, etc. through dialogue, and every word must count. Unnecessary dialogue or narrative can turn readers off because they want to get on with the story. I aim for one line-dialogue—no more than three—from each character. When exposition requires more than three lines, I switch to narrative or interruption from another character because, in my opinion, excessive dialogue slows down the plot.
Dialogue should be written and rewritten carefully, preferably aloud to maintain sentence flow.
In my latest release, Murder at the Mansion, Dana Logan and Sarah Cafferty manage some brief but humorous dialogue while escaping a killer who tricks them into flying to the Alaskan outback where their lives are placed in even more danger. If not for their dialogue, the reader would not fully experience their fear or their secret plot to escape their captors.
Thursday, September 10, 2015
ARGUING WITH MYSELF
or Do All Writers
Have Split Personalities
by Jackie King
In
Julia Cameron’s book AN ARTIST’S WAY, she speaks of feeding your inner child.
My problem is, I’m so busy taking care of my old-girl self, that there’s little
time left for outings with some brat that lurks in my psyche. However, some time in the past I had to return a purchase to the mall. I walked from the sizzling Tulsa heat into life reviving air conditioning and decided that both me and my
inner-child could something new. I had just picked up a shirt when this
inner-brat whined,
“Why don’t you get
something different? I’m sick of beige.”
What? Inner
Brat didn’t like beige?
Somewhat
unnerved, I put back the Tee and wandered on through the store. Maybe Inner-Child
would prefer a nice navy blue? I strolled from sportswear into blouses and stepped
within arm’s length of a dressy print top in shades of orange, yellow and brown.
The effect was a bit like viewing an abstract painting and I paused a minute.
That one, Brat said.
My
civilized (beleaguered?) self, smiled and spoke in a (silent) faux-calm voice
said, “Okay, we’ll try it on, but will make us look like a buffalo.” (Brat isn’t
the only alter ego who can be snippy.) I looped the blouse over my arm and
moved on. Four racks over I spotted a splashy flowered print. I reacted with
one word: “Yuck.”
“Try on that one,
too,” Brat said.
I
thought my child rearing days were over!
Grown-up-lady
rolled her eyes. If anything would make us look ridiculous (an important fear
to me, but Brat didn’t seem to care) this garment would. But the jacket was unlined,
cotton and sported three-quarter sleeves. Very comfortable for summer, and we
mature ladies love our comfort. What the heck, might as well try that one on
too.
The
two of us, brat and woman-of-a-certain age, (not sure who was leading whom),
found a dressing room and tried on both items. SHOCKEROO: My older self decided
to buy both! Grown up self loved the blouse; Brat insisted on the blazing
blazer.
Feeling
more than a little daring, I headed toward hats. I was getting into this. If
child and grownup joined forces, what might happen next?
The above anecdote
happened four summers earlier, and I’m growing more eccentric with each passing year. When I went to church yesterday, I wore what are called Pajama-Jeans (Purple ones) with a T-shirt that read, “OLD IS COOL.”
So my message to Julia Cameron is that my inner-child isn't just alive and well, she is thriving and corrupting senior readers along the way. Above I'm with Mary Ruth Whitman and Richard Baden. We are wearing different colored fedoras with twinkling lights.
Like my own children
years earlier, my
inner child has taken over my life.
Book 1 - Grace Cassidy Series |
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
Too much research?
by Carola
How much research is too much?
I'm presently writing about a car chase across Bodmin Moor in Cornwall. I have two old Ordnance Survey* maps, 1/2" to the mile, of the area. They're really useful to show the roads the way they used to be, before they were straightened and widened. They also show the contours, so I can tell whether a road goes uphill--in general terms--or downhill. One has contour lines at 50 foot intervals. The other is tinted from blue (sea) through greens to various shades of brown, making it more intuitive but less precise. They show every tiny hamlet, with its name, and even many farms.
And I have Google and Bing maps and bird's eye/satellite views, and in some places (but by no means everywhere) "street view." These maps tend to ignore narrow lanes, while the satellite pics don't show them when they run beneath trees. They don't show tiny places.
But for some places they show you exactly what's there.
So both types have their uses. The question is, do I really need all that information? I've heard from a few readers who get out a map and follow the tracks of my characters, but for most people a few evocative village names and a few words of description of the scenery and the state of the road are sufficient.
Nonetheless, I find myself obsessively checking whether there's a crossroads between villages A and B, and whether the chasing car at point A would have a view of the quarry when it reaches point B. Too Much Information available!
*https://www.ordnancesurvey.co.uk/about/overview/history.html
How much research is too much?
I'm presently writing about a car chase across Bodmin Moor in Cornwall. I have two old Ordnance Survey* maps, 1/2" to the mile, of the area. They're really useful to show the roads the way they used to be, before they were straightened and widened. They also show the contours, so I can tell whether a road goes uphill--in general terms--or downhill. One has contour lines at 50 foot intervals. The other is tinted from blue (sea) through greens to various shades of brown, making it more intuitive but less precise. They show every tiny hamlet, with its name, and even many farms.
And I have Google and Bing maps and bird's eye/satellite views, and in some places (but by no means everywhere) "street view." These maps tend to ignore narrow lanes, while the satellite pics don't show them when they run beneath trees. They don't show tiny places.
But for some places they show you exactly what's there.
So both types have their uses. The question is, do I really need all that information? I've heard from a few readers who get out a map and follow the tracks of my characters, but for most people a few evocative village names and a few words of description of the scenery and the state of the road are sufficient.
Nonetheless, I find myself obsessively checking whether there's a crossroads between villages A and B, and whether the chasing car at point A would have a view of the quarry when it reaches point B. Too Much Information available!
*https://www.ordnancesurvey.co.uk/about/overview/history.html
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