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Thursday, January 31, 2013

BOOK CLUB FRIDAY--GUEST AUTHOR BARBARA GRAHAM


Barbara Graham returns to Book Club Friday for another visit today. Barbara is a mystery writer and quilter who writes a "Quilted Mystery" series featuring Sheriff Tony Abernathy and his wife Theo, also a quilter. Read more about Barbara and her books at her website

Barbara is offering a copy of Murder By Vegetable to one of our readers who posts a comment. As always, please be sure to include your email address or check back on Sunday to see if you’ve won. Too many books are going unclaimed because we have no way of getting in touch with the winners. -- AP

Magpie Brain

I have “Magpie Brain”, which strictly speaking, makes me a birdbrain. I’ll admit to making up the designation, it’s not in medical textbooks but it describes how my mind works. Whether I’m designing a quilt, cooking dinner or working on a new mystery, I am distracted by the “shiny thing in the grass”. When I try to control it, stick to an outline or a recipe or a pattern, it doesn’t seem to work as well. I don’t know why. I know many creative people who are not birdbrains, writers whose characters follow the script and they get more written, faster than I do.

I still manage to kill a lot of imaginary people. All my research on the situation assures me it is not illegal (or immoral) to kill someone who doesn’t exist, never did, and never will.

I wrote at least seven books before I sold “Murder by Serpents” to a publisher. The not quite magnificent seven acquired an impressive number of rejections from publishers and agents. To be truthful, they weren’t very good—they were practice pieces. While “Serpents” was traveling in and out of offices and meeting my editor, I worked on a totally different book. Again.

During this period, I took a trip back to Tennessee where “Serpents” is set. I visited the wonderful Museum of Appalachia near Norris and just by chance spied a fabulous murder weapon. A flax hackle, a device vaguely resembling a scrub brush but with rows of closely set metal spikes. “Ooh, I should kill someone with that!” I exclaimed to myself. I must have spoken out loud because a man standing near me jumped away, a fearful expression on his face. I did use it, on paper, and the series officially began. While working on that book, I had an idea that didn’t fit in, so I moved it down the line, and so on.

I love writing, I love my imaginary friends. I spend hours with them and if they annoy me, I can dispose of them. Legally. However, the work part is less fun. Each book must stand alone, but there are things a new reader must know, and bringing them up to speed without annoying the readers who already know the situation is a tightrope walk. Remember to watch out for alligators!

My personal biggest problem is keeping track of these people. One might have shown up in Book One and not again until Book Three. What have they been doing in the meantime? Good works? Crimes? Marriage? How much does it matter?

I like to think I’d be more organized if I had planned all along to write a series, but who can say for sure. I know writers who have notebooks, yes, more than one, detailing everything about each character. Height, weight, scars, grade school teachers, relationships and family history are charted out with accompanying pictures and color swatches. These people (A) always intended to write a series and/or (B) have the gift of organization. How I envy their skills. Seriously. My editor once sent a message asking me if I had a new character halfway through one of the later books—or—had I changed the character’s name? Argh, name change. Fix it. Please, fix it.

The downside to a series is if you kill someone in Book One—they had better not be seen drinking in the bar in Book Two, unless you are moving into paranormal writings. Ooh, now there’s an idea. I could add a ghost to the next book, and try killing him again.

Murder By Vegetable
The fourth in the "Quilted Mystery" series featuring Tennessee Sheriff Tony Abernathy and his wife Theo, a dedicated quilter.

Springtime in the the Smoky Mountains is being celebrated by a festival in honor of ramps, a pungent member of the onion/garlic family. The festivities are disrupted when a potato launched by a cannon strikes, and apparently kills, unpopular game warden, Harrison Ragsdale.


Thursday, November 17, 2011

BOOK CLUB FRIDAY -- GUEST AUTHOR ALICE LOWEECEY

Mystery author Alice Loweecey is a former nun who went from the convent to playing prostitutes on stage to accepting her husband’s marriage proposal on the second date. Her teenage sons clamor for dramatic roles in her next book, but she keeps threatening them with Redshirt cameos. Force of Habit is her first book in her Falcone and Driscoll Investigation series. The second, Back in the Habit, is already available for preorder at Amazon, and arrives in stores on Feb. 8, 2012. Learn more about Alice and her books at her website.

Alice has generously offered copies of Force of Habit to two lucky readers who post comments this week.
-- AP

Italian women + food = Enough to feed an army. It’s not a cliché if it’s true, right? I come from a long line of Italian women who bring new meaning to the words, “Eat! There’s plenty more!”

I also write a mystery series starring Giulia Falcone, ex-nun, private investigator at Driscoll Investigations, and Italian woman who cooks. In the convent, Giulia had no problem cooking for a dozen nuns. Now that she’s on her own, she’s had to learn how to cook small.

The thing is, cooking is one way we show our families how much we love them. My maternal grandmother used to make homemade manicotti for Christmas. My mother has a way with chicken cutlets. My paternal grandmother taught me how to make sausage bread. And of course we all make sauce.

Like Giulia, I grow my own tomatoes, garlic, and herbs for my cooking. Giulia’s on-again, off-again romance with her boss (Frank Driscoll of Driscoll Investigations) doesn’t lend itself to cozy suppers over spaghetti and garlic bread. Because (she says) making a scratch meal for a man is a sign that the relationship is intimate. I agree. One of the first gifts I presented to my future husband was homemade chocolate chip cookies.

In my first book, Force of Habit, Giulia and Frank had just begun a tentative romance. In my second, Back in the Habit, Giulia goes undercover in her old convent, and Frank has trouble seeing the Giulia he knows under the habit and veil. But she pushes this potential issue to the back burner as she goes back behind the wall and finds power-mongering, suicide, drugs, and lousy institutional food. (In the interest of fairness, I will say that I encountered no drugs or suicides during my years in the convent.)

But lousy institutional food? Plenty of it. Fake eggs in particular are a crime against humanity. Thus Giulia, now that she’s out in the world again, makes it a point to cook real food that people want to eat, despite her tight budget. People angle for weeks to be the recipient of one of her home-baked or home-canned Christmas gifts.

Back in the Habit won’t feature any of Giulia’s cooking, just longing for food that doesn’t taste like cardboard. And intrigue, backstabbing, catfights, and gratuitous pawing of lacy underwear. (This isn’t your great-grandmother’s convent!)

But in the spirit of all Italian women everywhere, here’s one of Giulia’s family recipes. She—and I—hope you enjoy it:

Sausage Bread

Oven 375o
45 minutes

1 lb pizza dough
1 lb cooked, crumbled sausage
2 C shredded mozzarella

Divide dough in half. Roll the first half in a rectangle with a rolling pin. Sprinkle half the sausage over the dough, then sprinkle half the cheese over the sausage. Roll up like a jelly roll; seal. Repeat for second half of dough.  Bake till nicely browned, 35-45 minutes. (The "tap on the bottom for the hollow sound" test does not work for this.)

Thanks, Alice. Sounds yummy! What do you think, readers? Post a comment to enter the drawing for one of two copies of Force of Habit. Include your email address or check back on Sunday to see if you’re the winner. -- AP