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Reader Mail:
Question: Why does your new novel have stabbing in it, when your last novel centered around a stabbing? Are you ever gonna branch out? Is this just more of the same? Why all that stabbing anyway? Can't you ever write something pleasant?
Answer: Heavens! I hadn't realized anyone was putting so much thought into this. Firstly, only my first novel is centered around a Stabbing. Secondly, the second book is about revenge, magic, drugs, and cats. No stabbing. Thirdly, there is much, much more than stabbing going on in this new book. Promise.
But there is a very good reason my characters stab, several in fact. Stabbing is up close and personal, it is an act of rage. You are physically thrusting something sharp into the vessel of someone you hate (or love so much you want dead--however that works out). You didn't poison their food and wait for them to eat it, you didn't point a gun in their general direction, you didn't chase them down from the comfort of your car. You didn't set up an elaborate, Law & Order inspired scheme to get them killed. Stabbing is a brutal killing done in a passionate way. It tends to be done in the heat of the moment.
Stabbing is also penetrative. Obviously there are many, many connections between sex and death. The French refer to orgasm as "the little death." Surely some of you ladies out there know that some fellas, especially young fellas wield their erection like a stabby knife. All about the old in-out, in-out and if there's also a lady nearby enjoying herself, well that's nice too. I think men are more likely to enjoy hands-on, passionate killing as opposed to women who generally are after the end result of a person being dead. I am not aware of any female killer who commits hands-on murder for the sheer enjoyment of doing so. If you's know of one, please be sure to hip me. Mary Bell is the only one I can think of, and she was a wee tot who killed just the one time. Here..
In terms of hands-on murder techniques though, I think nothing is more personal and passionate than a strangling. For one thing, it's savage, like a snake. Snakes strangle and you all know how much I loved my Dante, even when he bit me 32 times. But to be that close to someone and literally keep them from breathing with your bare hands until they die beneath you? Yikes. As a literary concept, I love it. As a weird, poetry writing teenager I loved it even more. So why haven't I used it? Well, I'm saving it for a special occasion.
As for the pleasantness, I find my books to be terrifying and disturbing in a very pleasant way.
Eye of the beholder, I guess.
Thanks for writing!
Answer: Heavens! I hadn't realized anyone was putting so much thought into this. Firstly, only my first novel is centered around a Stabbing. Secondly, the second book is about revenge, magic, drugs, and cats. No stabbing. Thirdly, there is much, much more than stabbing going on in this new book. Promise.
But there is a very good reason my characters stab, several in fact. Stabbing is up close and personal, it is an act of rage. You are physically thrusting something sharp into the vessel of someone you hate (or love so much you want dead--however that works out). You didn't poison their food and wait for them to eat it, you didn't point a gun in their general direction, you didn't chase them down from the comfort of your car. You didn't set up an elaborate, Law & Order inspired scheme to get them killed. Stabbing is a brutal killing done in a passionate way. It tends to be done in the heat of the moment.
Stabbing is also penetrative. Obviously there are many, many connections between sex and death. The French refer to orgasm as "the little death." Surely some of you ladies out there know that some fellas, especially young fellas wield their erection like a stabby knife. All about the old in-out, in-out and if there's also a lady nearby enjoying herself, well that's nice too. I think men are more likely to enjoy hands-on, passionate killing as opposed to women who generally are after the end result of a person being dead. I am not aware of any female killer who commits hands-on murder for the sheer enjoyment of doing so. If you's know of one, please be sure to hip me. Mary Bell is the only one I can think of, and she was a wee tot who killed just the one time. Here..
In terms of hands-on murder techniques though, I think nothing is more personal and passionate than a strangling. For one thing, it's savage, like a snake. Snakes strangle and you all know how much I loved my Dante, even when he bit me 32 times. But to be that close to someone and literally keep them from breathing with your bare hands until they die beneath you? Yikes. As a literary concept, I love it. As a weird, poetry writing teenager I loved it even more. So why haven't I used it? Well, I'm saving it for a special occasion.
As for the pleasantness, I find my books to be terrifying and disturbing in a very pleasant way.
Eye of the beholder, I guess.
Thanks for writing!
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I once got a phone call at 4am from a reader who was furious about the ending to the first novel. I debated taking my phone number off my Facebook page, but they haven't called back.
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And yay for getting fanmail. : )
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And I, too, find your books terrifying and disturbing in a very pleasant way!
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I'm very excited to unleash this new one.
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Very good.
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What freaks me out about my own writing is the fact that graverobbing has happened in so much of my fiction. I thought recently, "What the hell?! Why am I so interested in such a bizarre topic?" Oh, well.
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Grave Robbing, eh? I suspect you're the type who would prefer to be cremated? That's popular among us zombie fans as well.
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I've thought before about how sometimes you can remember where you first got an idea for your fiction or whatever, where other times you'd probably be astonished to discover how far back or where you first got an idea. There was that episode of Seinfeld which was told backwards. George had no idea where he picked up some goofy saying and it later turns out that he got it from his dead fiancee Susan.
I suspect you're the type who would prefer to be cremated?
I'm not sure. Maybe I'm working out through my fiction a fear of mine regarding death without even being consciously aware of it! :-D
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I so expected it.
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Come to think of it, it was not signed at all.
Maybe I have some kind of literary stalker...I haven't had a stalker in a while. Not since I quit the professional phone-sex biz.
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They should have made that instead of BEATLES ROCK STAR: COLONOSCOPY
"up close and personal
And gave her mother forty whacks.
When she saw what she had done
She gave her father forty-one.
Re: "up close and personal
Ever see the movie with Elizabeth Montgomery and Katherine Helmond? It's surprisingly awesome.
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Peter Vronsky released a book specifically about psychology of female serial killers as a companion piece to his first such book about men. I haven't picked it up yet just because I'm too poor to spend on new books currently. But his first book is great.