Thursday, August 29, 2024

An Interview With Chris Quarembo, Author of Killer Deals

 Chris Quarembo is an award-winning former news reporter who also worked as a speechwriter and ghostwriter for corporate executives. A member of Sisters in Crime, Killer Deals is her debut novel, accompanying multiple short stories..

 

When not reading or writing, Chris loves live theater, art museums, and travel, especially in France and Italy. She is a volunteer docent at the Barnes Foundation, an early modern art collection in Philadelphia.

 

For more information about Chris and her books, check out her website.

 

One Bite at a Time: Welcome to the blog, Chris. We met at the Malice Domestic conference last April; your novel, Killer Deals, came out in May of 2023. Has your impression of conferences changed since you became published?


 

Chris Quarembo: I found the many conferences I’ve attended fun and valuable learning experience both as a published author and an aspiring author. I’ve learned more about the craft of writing and the publishing industry than I would have any other way. And I’ve found the writing community welcoming and generous in sharing their knowledge. This community is so important because writing is a solitary craft and writers need support to keep going.

 

OBAAT: Your background is as a newspaper reporter, which is fertile ground for crime writers, most famously Micheal Connelly and David Simon. Did you cover the crime beat or did your interest and knowledge come from elsewhere?

 

CQ: I covered criminal courts, which allowed me to observe trials, guilty pleas, and hearings on legal motions. As a result, I learned a great deal about Pennsylvania criminal law and legal proceedings. In addition, I was able to interview detectives, prosecutors, defense attorneys and judges. However, I decided to write Killer Deals from the perspective of a private investigator, who enjoys more flexibility and independence than anyone in law enforcement.

 

OBAAT: You were a reporter, so this is a good question for you I can pass along to struggling writers: What do think of writer’s block? Does it even exist? If so, how do you overcome it?

 

CQ: I’m sure writer’s block does exist. However, when you’re a reporter with a daily deadline you learn to write your stories no matter what. The clock is ticking and it helps concentrate the mind. I still write every day and miss it if I don’t. My best advice is to sit at your desk or computer and write, don’t edit. Simply get words on the page and edit later. Steve Martin, a great writer as well as comedian, said that he thought he had done pretty well considering he started out with a bunch of blank paper.

 

OBAAT: Your protagonist, Andrea Fabiano, is an Italian girl from South Philly. Coincidentally, you are an Italian girl from South Philly. How much of you is in Andrea? Did you make conscious decisions which elements of yourself to include and which to change?

 

CQ: I am Italian American. Both my maternal and paternal grandparents were born in Italy and lived in South Philly. I visited them often along with my aunts, uncles and cousins. However, I didn’t live in South Philly. For the bulk of my career, I lived in Boston and New York. Beyond the ethnic and gender similarities Andrea bears little resemblance to me. I wanted to create a strong female protagonist, who has to deal with what life has thrown at her but is undeterred from living her life as she chooses.

 

OBAAT: A look through your reviews shows consistent praise for your pacing. How do you keep things moving without letting them become frantic?

 


CQ
: I like to keep things moving through dialogue. One of my favorite crime novels is The Friends of Eddie Coyle, which is told entirely through dialogue. Dialogue not only keeps the story moving but also serves character development, both essential in crime fiction. In Killer Deals, the fast pace of the dialogue is balanced by Andrea’s reflections on what she’s uncovered, and her interactions with the people close to her, who are not involved in the main plot.

 

OBAAT: Is Andrea about to become the lead in a series? Either way, what’s next for you as a novelist?

 

CQ: I’m working on a new Andrea Fabiano novel. There is no firm date right now for publication but later next year is the target.

 

 

Thursday, August 22, 2024

Why I am Self-Publishing Again

To paraphrase Joel Cairo in The Maltese Falcon, my experiences with the publishing industry have not been such that I am eager to repeat them.

In no particular order:

·       After negotiating a release date for an e-book version of a novel (like it wasn’t already bad enough they weren’t released together), the e-book did not come out on the agreed upon date. When I asked why not the publisher said, “I changed my mind.”

I would have liked to have been told. As a courtesy, if nothing else.

·       A magazine accepted a story of mine but never told me when it would run. I assumed it hadn’t until I tripped over it months later.  When asked why they snuck it in without telling me, I was told they consider it the author’s responsibility to keep up with things like that.

·       Receiving quarterly statements annually.

·       I gave a publisher an exclusive, during which time they dithered for well over a year, made several suggestions – which I adopted – then, when my agent and I pressed for a decision, blew me off with a two-sentence e-mail that contained misspelled words and grammatical errors.

·       I spent hundreds of dollars on a promotional campaign and would have spent more but could not receive any sales figures when I requested them so I had no idea how effective the campaign was.

·       Probably not very, as I was informed later the new hire/intern (I forget which) assigned for the social media campaign forgot and the entire venture was uncoordinated

·       A Hollywood producer who expressed enough interest in the Penns River series that I

o   Wrote a pitch.

o   Wrote a draft screenplay.

o   Traveled to Western Pennsylvania to look at locations

before he apparently lost interest. Last report I had was that Netflix did not pass, but said we needed an experienced showrunner. He either couldn’t find one, or didn’t want to. Either way, after saying things might be sidetracked because he had a possible new gig lined up. I never heard from him again, not even to say he accepted the new job.My track record has shown I am more than capable of fucking things up all by myself. I was kind of hoping these guys might be more helpful.

I now own all the rights to all my books and will re-release the Penns River novels with new covers between now and the end of the year. There won’t be a big campaign, as nothing will be new except the covers and I don’t want to confuse people.

Here are the benefits I see in returning to self-publishing:

·       I write what I want, when I want to. In fairness, my previous publisher did not restrict me in this regard.

·       The books come out on my schedule. If I want it in print six weeks after I finish it – two weeks after I finish it, the day I finish it – it will happen.

·       I can set my own pricing, within certain guidelines. There is no way I can win if a reader has to choose between a Michael Connelly book and mine if mine is more expensive.

·       I can get sales and revenue figures any time I want. Literally 24 hours a day 365 days a year. (366 days on leap years.)

I also won’t have anyone else to worry about. I know I shouldn’t, but I always felt bad a little when my books didn’t sell any better than they did. I knew the publisher had invested time and effort in me that some other writer could have used and would have appreciated. I felt a sense of obligation. Now the only person I have to worry about pleasing is me, and my loyal cadre of readers.

What do I lose?

·       Free editing. (I know an excellent editor if I need one. I’ll just have to pay for it myself.)

·       Free covers. (The Beloved Spouse™ and I have come up with ongoing cover schemes we like that are unique and will unify the books in each series.)

Bookstores never stocked my books when I was commercially published, so no loss there.

Last but not least, I can’t possibly make less money. Having to pay for editing is an added expense, but whatever I do with that, my sales numbers will not suffer. They can’t, and I mean that literally.

Could I find another publisher? Probably. While my sales suck, I’m respected enough that another small press would likely pick me up. Do I care? Not really. I don’t want to cast aspersions on all publishers; there are a couple I think I’d be quite satisfied with. If I were twenty years younger I’d be all over them.

Here’s the thing: I’m not twenty years younger. I’m 68 years old and have enough books I want to write I doubt I could have them all written by the time I’m 75 even if I never have another idea, and the ideas seem to come quicker all the time. If I went with a publisher those books might take ten to twelve years to see the light of day, if they’re published at all.

The Western drop in the fall; the next Nick Forte no later than spring of 2025. I expect to put out at least three books every two years after that as the Forte series continues, the Penns River series concludes, and a handful of standalone ideas come to fruition. The books will still be as good as I can write them, even without adult supervision. When I don’t think I can invest the same effort as I always have, I’ll stop writing them.

So the short answer to “Why am I self-publishing again?” is, “It’s time.”


Thursday, August 15, 2024

Why Do I Write?

 Two things seen on Facebook:

 

At a recent conference I was asked “Why do you write?”

 

I answered: “I do horrible things to my characters, so I don’t do them to people in real life.”

 

They gave me the strangest look.

 

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The art of writing fiction is to sail as dangerously close to the truth as possible without sinking the ship.

--Kinky Friedman

 

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Life is full of frustrations and irritants. Not just political. Exhibition driving has become a problem in my area, as has porch pirating. There isn’t much an individual can do about either. Putting up with them as unavoidable isn’t a solution, just an accommodation that was imposed rather than reached.

 

So what to do?

 

A future Nick Forte book – whether it’s the one after the work in progress or one more down the road has yet to be decided – will allow Forte to deal with both exhibition drivers and porch pirates. Forte is my alter ego – the man I’m afraid I would be under different circumstances -  and, as author, I can ensure the consequences he faces are not too draconian. It will be a while before I write that book, but the ideas come unbidden to my thoughts from time to time and refining Forte’s “solution” to each is a great comfort to me, even though I’m 99% sure I would never do such things myself. (Note: If I ever happen onto a porch pirate and have a softball bat to hand, he’d better be a lot faster than I am.)

 

As for Kinky’s comment, I find myself moving more in that direction all the time.

 

In Bad Samaritan, Forte engages with malignant men’s rights activists.

In White Out, Penns River combats an attempt to be overrun by white supremacists.

In Off the Books, Forte goes up against human traffickers.

 

I’ve also begun to choose villains’ names from real life. The most violent whitey in White Out is named Wallace Thurmond as a “tribute” to two prominent racists of my youth, George Wallace and Strom Thurmond.

 

A corrupt police officer in Off the Books is named for a particularly distasteful member of the Trump administration. The main baddie’s name is a play on the word “trump.”

 

The clueless, selfish, piece of shit responsible for the problems in the WIP had his name chosen by combining the middle name and a corruption of the last name of a sports team owner with a particularly unsavory reputation.

 

I already have a few more picked out along these lines for future projects.

 

The rich do not fare well in my books. Never have, even less so more recently as I become aware of the lengths the superrich are willing to go to lower the quality of life for everyone else. My go-to attitude embodies what Dennis Lehane once said when asked why he doesn’t write about rich people: I don’t give a fuck about them.

 

All of the above are fringe benefits of writing, though they can also act as prods. After more than twenty years of writing for publication with limited success, I have come to realize the real reason I write runs parallel to an answer I give The Beloved Spouse™ from time to time.

 

TBS: Why don’t you like broccoli? (Brussels sprouts, spinach, lima beans, etc.)

Me: Because it tastes like ass.

 

Which leads to why I like the foods I do like: because I like them. I don’t need a reason.

 

And that’s why I write. I enjoy the hell out of it. Sure, it can be frustrating, but I am rarely more content than when working out how to keep a conversation moving, describing a location or action, or refining what I’ve already written into something people might want to read.

 

And that’s all the reason I need.

 

 

Thursday, August 8, 2024

An Interview with Reed Farrel Coleman, Author of Blind to Midnight

 Reed Farrel Coleman is a four-time Edgar Award nominee in three different categories: Best Novel, Best Paperback Original, and Best Short Story. He is a four-time recipient of the Shamus Award for Best PI Novel of the Year. As if his mantel wasn’t full enough, he has also won the Audie, Macavity, Barry, and Anthony Awards. Best known for his Moe Prager and Gus Murphy private investigator novels, Reed also continued Robert B. Parker’s Jesse Stone novels for the Parker estate after Parker’s death in 2010.

 

Reed’s current endeavor is the Nick Ryan series, of which book two, Blind to Midnight, drops on August 13. Reed was good enough to take time from a busy pre-launch schedule to answer some questions for the blog.

 

One Bite at a Time: Welcome back to the blog, Reed. I’m happy to see Nick Ryan is back in Blind To Midnight. When you were here last year to talk about Sleepless City, you mentioned it was more of “a Jack Reacher-ish novel” than your previous books, and it served well as an explosive opening to the new series. Blind to Midnight does not lack for action, but it’s a little more personal to Nick. What was your intent there?

 

Reed Farrel Coleman: Second books or episodes or seasons are problematic. They are especially troublesome if the first go around is operatic or “Big” with lots of action and hyper-intensive emotion. Sleepless City was an origin story that was necessarily full of big themes, lots of action, complex emotion … I have always thought it a mistake to try to outdo oneself by going bigger, more operatic, more intense. If you do that in book two or season two, where do you go in book three or season three? I have always maintained that instead of trying to go ballistic, one should go quieter. Instead of broader, go more personal. As you say, Blind to Midnight certainly doesn’t lack for action, but the root of the action is more personal than global, it hits closer to home. This isn’t a small book by any means. It has all the elements Sleepless City contained, but the focus is closer to Nick’s heart. Do you remember the TV show Picket Fences? Season one was great. Full of quirky character and unusual situations, but it was so weird and quirky that by the second season there were plots involving aliens. I loved season one and hated season two. That taught me a lesson. 

 

OBAAT: Blind to Midnight has Nick Ryan working a unique cold case. In the book, as in real life, apart from the three thousand who died in the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001, there was only one homicide in New York City, an eastern European immigrant. Where did you learn this, and what about it generated the germ of the story for you?  

 

RFC: On 9/11 a Polish immigrant named Henryk Siwiak was murdered in Brooklyn. He got lost on his way to work. His was the only homicide in New York City that day not directly connected to the terrorist attacks. The case remains unsolved. Every year, stories appear in the papers and on TV about the case. The theory goes that since Siwiak spoke English with a heavy accent, was dressed in camouflage like clothing, and was bearded that he might have been the mistaken target of someone’s anger over the earlier terrorist attacks, but that’s speculation. I’ve always been fascinated by this case and as real events often are, Siwiak’s murder became the jumping off point for Blind to Midnight. The interesting part as a crime fiction writer was crafting a plot the grew organically from the murder. And I suppose somewhere I hope that the book reignites interest in the actual case and that the murder of this man finally gets solved.

 

OBAAT: You have a gift for writing stories that are influenced by world-changing events without being about them. Sleepless City was written during the pandemic and the aftermath of the George Floyd killing and, though it does not deal with them directly, there’s an influence there. Blind to Midnight relates to 9/11 without being about it. One year at Bouchercon – I forget which – you were discussing the Moe Prager novel Onion Street, which takes place in the 60s. What stuck with me was a comment you made about how people forget, no matter how tumultuous the time, ninety-five percent of everyone still gets up and goes to work in the morning. How does this sensibility affect your stories that take place tangentially to history altering events?

 

RFC: Thank you, Dana. It’s always great when something one says has an impact on a colleague. Okay, please excuse my tooting my own horn here, but it relates. A few years back, a renowned TV actor and director was interested in my novel Where It Hurts. He was so interested that he met me for breakfast and had me drive him around to specific locations I mentioned in the novel. Finally, I got the nerve to ask him what it was about the book that captured his interest. He said that he had never read a crime novel in which there was as realistic a balance between the protagonist’s real life and his job, between his deep emotions and the emotions he displays doing his work. In the end we couldn’t agree upon a deal, but I felt he understood exactly what I go for in my work. That people are never simply what they do. What they do is part of them, not all of them. I build characters from the inside out, not the other way around. I’m an author, but I’m also a dad, a brother, a husband, a grandfather, a friend … I am not just one thing, and I don’t feel just one way. My characters live full lives no matter how secondary they seem to the plot. People are complex, so my characters are complex.     

 

OBAAT: Your main characters are never static from book to book. How does Nick Ryan evolve in Blind to Midnight? What is he learning?

 

RFC: One of the conceits of our genre that has always chaffed is the static protagonist. The one that never ages or grows or changes. So, I have always made it a point, even when I was writing the Jesse Stone novels for the Robert B. Parker estate, to have my protagonists evolve. In book one, Nick is new to his job as the city’s fixer, its shadow warrior. In book one he’s learning on the job. He discovers a child he didn’t know about. He discovers the woman he left behind has never left him behind. In Blind to Midnight, Nick now understands the true nature of his job, is more suspect of his own lofty goal of looking out for the little guy. He understands there are hidden motivations on the part of the powerful people for whom he works. As with any person, the knowledge that one is a parent changes you. And now that he knows there’s a woman who loves him and a child of his in the world, it hampers his judgement. Oh, legion are the ways Nick changes from book one to two.   

 

OBAAT: Nick has close to carte blanche in how he handles his cases. If power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely, what is the effect on Nick? Does he fight against this tendency, does he embrace it, or is he more pragmatic and takes things as they come?

 

RFC: Bingo! In your previous question, you almost answer this question for me. Nick understands that some of what he is doing is a way for powerful people to gain leverage and more power. Nick is no fool and understands that he needs to gain power and leverage of his own to protect himself and the people he loves. But will this have a corrosive effect on Nick? Stay tuned.

 

OBAAT: You spoke last year about how your college poetry professor, David Lehman, had you “take an oath that from that day forward, regardless of what we did to earn a living, we would always think of ourselves as writers.” I had a professor in grad school do much the same with us. He said that, having dedicated our lives to becoming musicians, we could never listen to music for entertainment alone; we always had to look deeper. Do you find that thinking of yourself as a writer changed how you read?

 

RFC: How could I not and I have paid a price for it. Some of my joy of reading has disappeared. It’s an occupational hazard, I suppose. I know the shorthand. I can see how an author is plying their trade. I know the tricks and I know their tricks. I’ve been at this so long that I have not only seen the man behind the curtain, I’ve become the man behind the curtain.  

 

OBAAT: Last year you mentioned Gus Murphy 3, as well as a couple of standalones, were complete and looking for homes. Any luck on any of those fronts?

 

RFC: One aspect of the pandemic that turned out to be beneficial was added writing time. During the pandemic, I wrote not only Blind to Midnight, but three other novels as well. One of those novels is Gus Murphy #3, All Buried Things. I don’t know when, but it will someday see the light of day even if I have to publish it myself.

 

OBAAT: Will Nick Ryan be back for a third book? Either way, what else is on your plate going forward?

 

RFC: Right now, there’s no contract for Nick #3, but that could change any day. I hope it does. Currently, I’m writing a novel based on a traumatic experience from my teenage years. When I was fifteen, I watched a man die of a gunshot wound. He died not more than ten feet away from me. It’s a fictionalized version of a writer like me who, decades later, goes back to research that murder.  

 

 

Thursday, August 1, 2024

Disappointment

 Have you ever tried an author your friends have told you about for too long and really liked what you read? Sure you have. Then you go back a while later, read something else by the same author, maybe in a genre he’s better known for?

 

And were bitterly disappointed?

 

I have. I’ve been on a roll the past few years. Finally got around to writers like Joe Lansdale, Lawrence Block, and Don Winslow. Loved them all so much I immediately bumped them to my “Be sure to read at least once a year” list.

 

I had every reason to believe this year’s personal breakout author would be __________. Last month I read the first book in the series for which he is best known and cannot remember being more disappointed. Frankly, the only benefit I saw was to be reminded how much we can learn from such books about what not to do.

 

(I’m not going to identify the author. He is far more accomplished than I, and I do not wish this post to sound like sour grapes. This is just, like, my opinion, man; maybe I just don’t get his writing. That doesn’t make me wrong, either. We all like what we like.)

 

What didn’t I like?

 

·       Too much description. The similes are good and elegant, but we don’t need multiples of them and at least a page to describe a character or location we’re never going to see again. I get that this is a PI novel and we’re being told what the first-person narrator notices, but by the time he finished describing a character the guy could have left the building.

·       While the dialog in general is good, sometimes excellent, characters are prone to giving speeches, sometimes at length.

·       No research is wasted. I do not mean that as a compliment. Obscure facts that don’t convey anything useful to readers are recited in detail. Example: A series of streets are named for key figures in the city’s history, alphabetically. It would be one thing to tell us about the figure the street the hero is looking for is named after. Maybe one more. What we get goes on for a couple of pages, noting not only names of streets we don’t care about, but the narrator’s opinion as to whether that person was more deserving of the honor than someone else whose name started with the same letter. I know the rap on Don Winslow is that he goes on for pages giving the readers background in books such as The Dawn Patrol and California Fire and Life, but Winslow makes those entertaining, even engrossing. In this example they’re tedious.

·       Talking about how things don’t work a certain way in real life, then doing them. Example: the hero takes a serious ass kicking that results in multiple injuries. The author notes this isn’t like a TV show, where a full recovery can occur during a commercial break. In this case, the hero gets laid less than an hour after he regains consciousness; the next day he’s kicking ass himself.

·       Way too many coincidences. The girl he’s looking for just happens to be involved with an unsolved murder from months ago; meanwhile, the detective, working an unrelated insurance fraud case, sees someone he recognizes being kidnapped off the street by people who are behind the unsolved murder.

It occurs to me now that maybe the book was written as a satire and I just didn’t get it; it wouldn’t be the first time. Maybe the humor was too subtle for me. I’ll give the author another chance, but not right away. If I don’t like the next book a lot better, I’ll check out his other genre from time to time, as his work there was exceptional. Until then, I appreciate the reminder of why I don’t do some of the things I don’t do.