I went to the charming little mystery bookstore
Once Upon A Crime because they were having a mass autographing. I originally didn't read many mysteries, but I am married to a man who loves them, and he introduced me to
M.D. Lake (who, alas, has stopped writing) and
R.D. Zimmerman, whose
latest is getting quite a bit of attention, and
Ellen Hart and
kijjohnson introduced me to
Nancy Atherton and well, one thing led to another. So there are maybe half a dozen series or so that I conscientiously snap up the new books whenever one comes out.
Ellen Hart, alas, did not show at the signing. I gather she had a leg injury that she was nursing. I missed a couple of others who had left before I'd arrived, including
Joel Rosenberg. I felt a bit bad for the five or six novelists I saw still sitting there behind the table, stacked high with their books. I didn't have the money to lay out to try a bunch of new authors, and well do I know that awful feeling an author has, sitting behind a table at a signing, when no one is buying the book. Fortunately, the owners Pat and Gary told me that they had been making great sales all afternoon, which diminished my guilt a little. One stack of
Larry Millett's books caught my eye. One of the other gentlemen sitting at the table explained that Larry had been there earlier but had left. I had been debating whether or not I should buy his second book
Sherlock Holmes and the Ice Palace Murders. It is set at the 1894 St. Paul Winter Carnival, and Holmes has come to Minnesota and gets wrapped up in, you guessed it, solving murders at the ice palace. This was the first time I had held the book. I stared at it for a long time, debating, and then regretfully put it back on the table. "I don't dare even look at it," I told Pat regretfully. "At least not until
mine is written." Larry's friend, still sitting there faithfully at the table, obligingly told me about one of Larry's key research books, a biography of the architect of some of the early St. Paul ice palaces, which includes floor plans. I will have to look it up.
I had a long and enjoyable conversation with Gayle Frazer, who writes the Dame Frevisse mysteries under the pen name of
Margaret Frazer. (The books originally came out under a collaboration, between
Mary Monical Pulver, and Gayle Frazer, and they called themselves "Margaret Frazer." After collaborating together on six books, Mary eventually went on to write several other series (including the Monica Ferris Crewel World books) and Gayle continued the Dame Frevisse books by herself. We gossiped about whether it was likely Dame Frevisse would ever become prioress, the terrible downfall of Dame (later Prioress) Alys, Joliffe's shady role as a collector of information, whether Thomasine would ever become a dame, and more. She was delighted that I knew the books and could discuss them so knowledgeably. I told her how much I appreciated that Frevisse really did change. She also struggled with depression, in, I thought, a very realistic way. I told her that I liked series in which the central character really grew and deepened from book to book, and we discovered our mutual approval of the fiction of
Lois McMaster Bujold when I remarked that Miles Vorkosigan was a good example of doing it right. To my great happiness, she told me that she is writing a spin off series centering on Joliffe, the traveling minstrel/player who has assisted Frevisse with several of her investigations. A very pleasant conversation.
Cheers,
Peg