What Makes Crime Fiction "Literature?" An Interview

I recently had the pleasure of doing an interview, via Skype, with British blogger Matthew Ogborn in conjunction with the publication of The Poacher's Son and now Trespasser in the UK. (Bad Little Falls is coming later this year.) It was a free-ranging conversation that covered a lot of ground, but we focused on the elements in a crime novel that can elevate it from a simple drawing-room whodunit to something more thoughtful and emotionally resonant.

We also discussed my goals for the series, especially in the context of other crime writers, including one of my favorites: James Lee Burke:

One of my motivations is to render the state of Maine as vividly as possible to people who have never been here before. I live in a special and unique place. Like anywhere in the world it has its flaws and dark corners, but the incredible beauty of the nature here is something that I want to get across. It’s something that I respond to in really good fiction and crime fiction.

I am open in my admiration for James Lee Burke, who I think is masterful at portraying southern Louisiana especially. He is most associated with the Cajun country. You read those books and you can smell the night blooming flowers. You can hear the thunderstorms rolling in across the Gulf of Mexico. It gives me something to aspire to in my own books.

I have a ways to go to reach Burke territory, but it gives me something to shoot for. Here's the link to the interview if you're curious to read the whole thing.

PS: Isn't that British cover of The Poacher's Son fantastic? Whenever I look at it, I say, yes, that is the place where Mike Bowditch grew up.

Hunting for Inspiration

I spent the past three nights up near the Quebec border with good friends on a combination turkey hunting trip (no luck) and smelt fishing trip (the spring creeks were thick with them). Inevitably I am now exhausted, but I came back with loads of good ideas for Down East articles, future Mike Bowditch stories, and that general uplift in spirits that always follows a visit to the North Woods. Saw lots of very healthy looking moose and deer. Evening grosbeaks, too.

My Journey to Bad Little Falls

On April 22 at 7 p.m, I'll be reading and signing books at the Porter Memorial Library in Machias, the unfairly maligned setting for Bad Little Falls (the town is a far more scenic and welcoming place than Mike Bowditch gives it credit for, which is something I plan on talking about at the event).

I might even slip in an excerpt for the forthcoming Massacre Pond if you need an added incentive for scheduling a Down East getaway.

Christopher Knight, the North Pond Hermit, Lived near Knight Court

Really. 

The Kennebec Journal has this map showing the location of the hermit's encampment, at the terminus of McNally Lane, near Little Pond (which connects to North Pond). Knight Court is the junction between Route 225 and McNally and is named for the Knight family of Rome.

The "hermit's" compound was .02 miles from the nearest house, and yet we are told that his presence was unknown both to the landowner on which he had pitched his tent and to all of the neighbors (including those who owned dogs which would, presumably, have been intrigued by the scent of cached hamburger).  

How Knight came to choose this ideal location to elude authortities for 27 years is another of the case's many interesting questions.