Posts by Laurie King
Lockdown: Making connections
Some years ago, I started writing a series of short stories that appeared in various anthologies. There was no apparent connection between them. They are set in New Guinea or in coastal California, in the 1980s and modern times. The characters are a young missionary confronting an enigmatic Brit; a man who sold ice creams…
Read MoreThe building of the Unbelievable
Every two years, Venice explodes in art. Even more art than its usual visual treat, that is, with the opening of Biennale, when every decaying palazzo is turned into a gallery, every house overlooking the Grand Canal has a blue man on a balcony or a huge hand holding up its wall. I hadn’t intended…
Read MoreTaking back health care (from the House)
Takeback Tuesday: when Laurie King voices her opinion about the responsibilities of life in America. Insulated as I am in foreign travel and life in the Twenties, I still can’t overlook everything that’s going on at home. And this health care problem is immediate for me. Many of the people I know and love are…
Read MoreProust’s macarons
Every so often, a moment comes along that one knows is going to linger in the mind. Such as some years ago when I took my teenage kids to Hawaii in a last-minute late-December holiday, and a catamaran diving trip to Molokini turned for home with a deck-side barbecue and a blast of Alana’s Morisette’s…
Read MoreThe OTHER Laurie King: Mila’s midrash
The upcoming publication of Lockdown has encouraged me to write a series of blog posts on “The OTHER Laurie R. King,” talking about my non-Russell-&-Holmes writing, and what I can do in the OTHER pieces that I can’t in the series. Here’s one about a theological short story. Interviews and bios often pick up on…
Read MoreTakeback Tuesday: grandmas on benches
Last week’s Tuesday post was from London, and this week I’m in Venice. Hard at work. (Yes, really!) One thing travel illustrates, to anyone who has ever doubted it: people all over got their troubles. Country borders don’t draw a line on doubt and fear and pain. Not joy and laughter and affection, but unless…
Read MoreFlavors of spring
I meant to share with you pictures of my new favorite spring fare, that I got just before I set off for New York and wish I’d had more days to gorge on them: ramps and purple asparagus. Ramps are a kind of wild onion with an extremely limited season. And the purple variety of…
Read MoreThe OTHER Laurie King: a PI with a difference
I’ve been writing a few blog posts about “the OTHER Laurie R. King” (see the rest here) that talk about why I write those stories that aren’t inside the Russell & Holmes universe. In some cases, the world Russell inhabits is a little too whimsical for the theme I want to explore. Other times I…
Read MoreEdgar week!
Last week I was in New York for Edgars week, a whirlwind of writers and publishers and really good food and more to drink in two days than I had over the past two months. Wednesday was the Edgars week symposium, which is always interesting and this year was amazing: first-rate authors (most of their…
Read MoreTakeback Tuesday: a sign of the times
Today’s Takeback Tuesday comes from the wilds of London, where I’m doing research, seeing people, and commiserating with family about Brexit (them) and #45 (me). So far I seem to be winning that Sad Place on points. But here’s a suggestion: You can take a similar message down to your local sign shop, to upload it to…
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