The Bones of Paris finds one-time Bureau of Investigation agent Harris Stuyvesant plunging into the tempestuous 1929 Montparnasse community of American writers, artists, and hangers-on. In the three years since hunting down an English terrorist in Touchstone, Stuyvesant has been doing a lot of private eye work. So why hasn’t he learned that when he’s…
Read MoreLast month, you may recall, I urged you to drop what you were doing and come to listen to four fabulous ladies (or anyway, three fabulous ladies and me) talk about how we use religion and theology when writing crime fiction. There’s a podcast on its way, but the excellent video has just gone up…
Read MoreA while ago I mentioned that my new garden has been presenting me with surprises at every corner. As the season grows towards summer, and the anniversary of my taking possession comes along, the anonymous bits of greenery continue to present me with new faces. Such as this aggressive green bush that I’ve spent weeks…
Read MoreThe page proofs for The Bones of Paris are come, and gone. This is a time of considerable rejoicing chez King because after this, I NEVER HAVE TO READ THIS BOOK EVER AGAIN. Except to flip through and choose bits for reading aloud, and maybe off in the future when I’m about to write the…
Read MoreWhat makes for a good event? Well, it helps when a moderator is working with three wicked smart women with lightning-fast tongues and a great sense of humor. And it also helps when the crowd is equally quick on their feet and genuinely interested in the subject. (This shows about half those who eventually crowded…
Read MoreTuesday night finds me in rapt conversation with three other Ladies of Mystery, talking about how we use religion and theology in our crime fiction, and why. The panel will be podcast, and possibly videotaped (yes yes, I know they don’t use tape any more…) but if you’re anywhere in the vicinity, come and join…
Read MoreSo I get home after a week in New York with publishers and Bethesda with Malice Domestic, and to my shock I find that the book elves haven’t shelved the boxes of books stacked in my new study. What, you guys on strike or something? So guess what I’m doing this week? Oh, in addition…
Read MoreI write from the fabulous Malice Domestic in Bethesda, MD, where readers devoted to the “traditional mystery”gather to share joys, appreciations, newly discovered passions, and glasses of various beverages. Malice Domestic chose me as their 2013 Guest of Honor, the Silver Anniversary (25 years!) and an honor it is indeed. I arrived yesterday by that…
Read More(For parts I, II, and III of Sabrina Flynn’s award-winning “Clash of the Books,” scroll down to yesterday’s post, or click here for the entire story.) IV “SFPD, we need to commandeer your…time machine.” The Time Traveller’s eyes widened, and his hand snaked towards a shiny lever. Kate grabbed his wrist with one hand, and his…
Read More(For parts I and II of Sabrina Flynn’s award-winning “Clash of the Books,” scroll down to the earlier posts, or wait until Tuesday for the entire story.) III “Your wife is certainly something.” “Assuming this is her dream, I’m inclined to agree,” Holmes remarked drily. “And if it’s not?” Kate enquired. “I suggest we discover…
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