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May 5th, 2010

207 and DAMAGED GOODS

Had a nice chat last week with Rob Caldwell, “207″ TV host, about DAMAGED GOODS, Jack McMorrow, and why I do this. Talking with Rob is always fun and interesting. Check it outgenthumb.ashx  130x97 207 and DAMAGED GOODS .

April 26th, 2010

Powers of Perception

There are good reviews and bad reviews, cursory ones and some that offer something that the writer hadn’t considered. The latter is the case with a review of DAMAGED GOODS by Beth Kannell, co-owner of (with her husband Dave) Kingdom Books, a specialty mystery bookshop in northeastern Vermont. Kingdom Book is one of those small stores that pack a powerful punch in terms of the love the proprietors have for writing and books.

But back to perception. Beth had some interesting thoughts on Jack and Roxanne in DAMAGED GOODS. But it was her take on their ex-Marine friend Clair that gave me pause.

“Clair’s background as a soldier in Vietnam becomes significant, not just for his ability to take up arms and his willingness to be at Jack’s back or front or whatever it takes, but also for his experience with the personal effects of violence, whether done to you or done by you. Sane and strong, Clair helps Jack maneuver and respond to the chaos around him, showing the best of what war can do to a person’s thought processes.”

What does war do to a person’s thought processes? We hear, justifiably so, about the emotional and physical trauma of combat. But what of the strengths that come from the experience? In Clair’s case, he has become wiser, more philosophical, but also more analytical. When things get tough, as they inevitably do when Jack and Clair get together, Clair becomes calmer, cooler, more collected. It’s a trait honed in the jungles and highlands of Vietnam, when, as a Force Recon Marine, those were essential survival skills. Now the same skills are brought to bear for Jack and Roxanne, their daughter Sophie. The best of what war can do …. Interesting.

April 5th, 2010

Turn off that video!

A blogger from Australia named Bill Harper who is a big Jack McMorrow fan had an interesting reaction to the DAMAGED GOODS video. He turned it off like it was about to bite him.

You can read his reasoning on his post but it’s pretty simple. He already has a picture of  the characters in his head, or he will when he reads it. He doesn’t want somebody else’s idea of them mucking things up. It’s the reason that most people think movies can only ruin a good book. “What? That’s not what she looks like!”

I don’t disagree. Ever see the first Spenser series in the U.S. I rest my case. In fact, close readers will find that my physical descriptions of most characters, including Jack, Roxanne, Clair, are vague. I can picture them in my head, but even that is a blurry image. Is McMorrow 5-11 or 6-1? Are his eyes blue or hazel? Is his hair sandy brown or jet black? Depends on who you ask.

I have great faith in the power of imagination. I try to construct characters who are real to me, with dialogue that is real and revealing, who act in a way I think is believable for who they are. But what do these people actually look like? If you want to know, ask a reader.

It’s an interesting phenomenon. In the DAMAGED GOODS video, there is only one character from the book actually shown. Mandi, the escort, is seen in a quick shot from a distance. The stalker Dad is shown from the knees down. The doll? Well, the doll did a full star turn. I did, too, though starring role would be an exaggeration.

I admit I had the same reaction as Bill when I saw the cover concept for DAMAGED GOODS. There was Mandi, or at least a photograph of a young woman thought by the designer to look like Mandi looks. In my imagination and yours. I thought: whoah. Is that really her? Well, maybe so. Or maybe not.

The only other photo-based covers I’ve had have been in other countries. They’re big in Japan. I had one in the UK. U.S. publishers usually go with something more conceptual. But I think the cover works, in the sense that it’s quite arresting. The woman has an expression that is somewhere between seductive and threatening. She’s mysterious and that is Mandi’s most important quality. Who is she? Where did she come from? Why does she work as an escort in a small town where she knows no one?

The answers come, as McMorrow, racing the local cops, peels away the layers of her facade. Eventually Mandi is unmasked and the young woman who is revealed is something very different from the seductress on the cover. I hope you enjoy the journey.

So if the video bothers you, skip to the end. That’s where It’s just me talking. If I don’t meet your expectations, well, nothing I can do about that.

March 24th, 2010

DAMAGED GOODS, a preview

DAMAGED GOODS, McMorrow No. 9, is live. Want to read the first chapter? Go to the link on the right, under new releases. Hope you enjoy.

February 25th, 2010

A Current Q&A

I was in Biddeford, Maine March 4 to give a talk at McArthur Public Library,  Good times!

A pleasant reporter at the paper there asked me a few questions and I answered the best I could, about DAMAGED GOODS, Jack McMorrow’s longevity (we’re both still kicking), an erroneous fact posted about me on Wikipedia. Does anybody check that stuff? Anyway, the resulting Current Publishing Q&A probably has more than you want to know. But I’ll let you be the judge of that.

If you’re in the area, stop in. The library is pretty cool, with a great history. It’s website says, “Robert McArthur (the founder),  was an Irish immigrant who had started working in a Rhode Island mill as a bobbin boy at the age of eight.”

Irish. Rhode Island. A mill town. It doesn’t get any better than that. Hope to see you there.

February 16th, 2010

Talking Maine trailers with Amy Canfield

No, not those trailers. Book trailers. Amy writes a good book blog about Maine authors and their doings. We talked about the video for DAMAGED GOODS, and the general state of the book biz. I like Amy’s stuff. You can tell she came from newspapers. Check it out. And do come back real soon.

February 13th, 2010

Jack McMorrow, on the Download?

Hey all. Greetings from snowless central Maine, where there is bare ground showing and snow is decaying as we speak, leaving dirty crystalized stuff that we usually see in late March. We’d love some new snow, and I’m sure there are many of you to the south who would gladly ship us some. Strange weather.

Anyway, won’t keep you too long today but I spoke last week with someone in the audio book biz. I’m wondering how many of you out there in readerland would like to have McMorrow and Blake available in downloadable form. Something for  the commute, the walk, mowing the lawn. Me, I like to hold a book and flip the pages. But I’m recognizing that I’m becoming a bit of an anachronism. (I remember the plastic folders full of tape cassettes, numbered 1-8)

Let me know. Your response will help us decide how quickly to move on this.

Enjoy the weekend.

January 31st, 2010

What J.D. Salinger was missing

Most writers have moments when they would have like to be J.D. Salinger, holed up in the New Hampshire woods. For me, this usually comes halfway through a lackluster book signing at a chain store, where somebody has just come up to you and asked, “Can you tell me where to find the gardening books?”

But by holing up and refusing to publish, J.D. Salinger missed a lot. Now, I know, he was stalked by fans fixated on Holden Caulfield, making the trek to Cornish and having to be sent packing by J.D.’s protective locals. But still, just in the past couple of days I’ve had delightful exchanges with readers. This is one of the rewards of the writing trade that you don’t anticipate when you start out.

Kerma wrote to give me her reaction to PORT CITY SHAKEDOWN, and she apologized for taking so long to report in. She’s a feisty woman who has lived lived on a boat in Portland Harbor, had a very tough home life, knows the streets of Portland where Brandon Blake meets his friends and enemies.

“All in all I would look forward to another Brandon/Mia book, but, my heart is still with Jack, who by his nature barrels headlong into life without much regard to personal consequences in order to rescue the less fortunates of this world; guess I have always been like that in my life too, sometimes to a fault.”

I wrote back. Kerma replied. We’ll meet up again at a book signing next time around.

Mike, a reader  and longtime correspondent from D.C. ,wrote with a plot suggestion, complete with research and writing schedule. It’s a good idea so I’m not going to give it away here. Mike and I think in the same ways about these books. He’s a perceptive and careful reader. He’s an attorney, which cost the book business a good editor. We were discussing Roxanne and her future (I’m working on toughening her up) and Mike wrote: Roxanne becoming “harder” is a good move.  A “soft social worker” does not last.  They physically harm themselves (ulcers at the least, psycological problems at the most) when unable to save everybody from everything.  A close friend fell victim in this way.”

I could go on with more from Kerma and Mike, and other readers who weigh in on the books, the characters. These readers, most of whom I’ve never met, are insightful, surprising, good company. Writing can be a lonely craft and your notes are a good reminder that it doesn’t take place in a vacuum. So keep the comments coming. Sometimes they make my day. I may be having a J.D. Salinger moment but it soon will pass.

January 3rd, 2010

Hello, 2010!

A new year, new books (both headed for stores and taking shape on the page). Check out my New Year’s thoughts and those of other mystery authors, courtesy of my friends at Murder*by*4. And I wish you good health, good reads, good times. All the best.

December 31st, 2009

Out with the Old

Thoughts as 2009 comes to a close:

Brandon Blake in 09, Jack McMorrow and friends in 2010. About to start writing a new Blake, some good outside projects underway. It never gets old as long as there still are surprises, moments to go into the notebook.

The big guy in front of me in the bank today, 6-5, 280, built like a slow-moving tractor, knock-kneed, giant work boots and a hand  that looked like it had been whittled out of a chunk of oak. Looked like something you’d tie a horse to if you didn’t want it to wander off.

But his voice, soft and polite: “I’d like it all in twenties, if you can.”

More for the notebook: a guy down the road intercepted en route to what was reported as a mission to kill. Twelve-gauge behind the drivers seat. Loaded. Two buddies in the car, said they didn’t want to have any part of “this.” Beyond that, nobody talking.

A night in December, snowing hard by the lake. A loon’s call cuts through the storm.  Two days later, the lake froze over and the loon was gone.

Full moon driving up the coast this week. Tidal marshes piled with mosaics of ice, shining blue as sapphires.

A woman on a deserted stretch of the interstate. Car abandoned in a snowstorm. Footprints cross the median strip. Stop. She hasn’t been seen in three weeks. I can’t get her out of my head. Where is she? Why has she disappeared? Who is she? The article in the paper said she used “an alias.” Marla Moon. With Marla on my mind, into the new year I go.