Happy New Year, folks.
Some reflections.
When you focus so much upon writing, it can be difficult to separate the personal world from those woven as internal fictions. Or maybe that's just madness. I can't be sure. I’m going to try and sum up 2017 without straying too far into the personal, but feel the need to say that the year for my family and friends was a wonderful one in so many ways and I hope that 2018 comes close to matching that.
Some reflections.
When you focus so much upon writing, it can be difficult to separate the personal world from those woven as internal fictions. Or maybe that's just madness. I can't be sure. I’m going to try and sum up 2017 without straying too far into the personal, but feel the need to say that the year for my family and friends was a wonderful one in so many ways and I hope that 2018 comes close to matching that.
As a writer, the terrain was a little more uneven.
The folding of Blasted Heath was a big hit. In a world where
exciting fiction needs small publishers, it’s sad to see one of the best crime
outlets biting the dust. It had been a long time coming and the sinking of the
final nail came as no surprise, but the waves grew larger than I should
have let them and I’ve only just managed to bail out the last remnants of the
water from the bilges. On the plus side, I’ve been able to put the books out
myself and give them a new lease of life. The first three are now live
and the fourth and final instalment, Closing Time, is currently available for pre-order.
I wrote another novel in 2017. It’s the first in what I hope
will be another short series. For a while, I thought the book had found a very
exciting home. Sadly, after managing to navigate the corridors, the final door
remained locked. I’ve become hardened to rejection over the years. If anything,
I’ve learned to celebrate it. Unfortunately, I’d made the mistake of allowing
my hopes to grow and that meant the fall was bigger than it might have been.
Another lesson learned. As it’s a Christmas-set story, I’ll have to be patient
and wait until the leaves drop again before I release it. I’m looking forward
to finding out what readers think when the time comes. In the meantime, I plan
to write the next in the series. It will be great to be reunited with the central
characters when the time is right.
Among the treats of the year, I’d highlight the event I
hosted at Coastword with Christopher Brookmyre. He was pleasant and good
company off stage and, more importantly, he was hugely entertaining in front of
the audience.
It was also great to catch up with Anthony Neil Smith again
(check him out if you haven’t) on another of his trips to Scotland.
I was particularly thrilled to finally meet Chris Rhatigan and his family in Edinburgh. We worked
together on the Pulp Ink collections and on some short fiction and I’ve always
liked his way of being. He might be an interesting and solid guy online, but he’s
even more warm and wonderful in person. His writing is rather special. There’s
no compromise in his work and you should definitely be reading his books and
short stories. Following on from our meeting, I was invited to do some work in
the role as editorial consultant for All Due Respect books and that’s been a rewarding
experience to date. I hope that somewhere in this process I’ll discover ways to
improve as a writer along the way. All Due Respect will have some cracking
fiction for you coming soon, so keep those eyes peeled.
I’ve also read some terrific books in 2017 (there were some
mediocre and poor ones in there, too, but I haven’t shared my opinions on
those). Ed McBain has kept me busy in the best possible way, as have Georges
Simenon and W.R. Burnett. I think I’ll be reading more old fiction in the
months ahead, but I’ll mix it up with exciting new work at the same time.
One of the new books I’ve enjoyed was my most recent pleasure,
Keith Nixon’s
Dig Two Graves (US).
It’s the first in a series following Detective Solomon Gray. Billed as ‘a
gripping crime thriller’, I can confirm that it lives up to that promise.
When a teenage boy is found splattered into the concrete
outside a block of flats in Margate, it stirs the muddy pool Solomon Gray’s
past. Things become complicated when murder is suspected and a direct link is
found between Gray and the case.
The detective begins to unravel. While he follows the
threads in his personal and professional lives, further deaths close in on Gray
in ever-decreasing circles until even he struggles to understand why everything
he touches crumbles to dust.
Gray is anything but. While he may have a sullen exterior
and is haunted by unrelenting ghosts, he also wears a beating heart on his
sleeve. His past is bleak. His career is on the ropes. His future offers no
hope and if he doesn’t seek medical help he’ll lose his job. He drinks to remember
and to forget and rage forever lurks just beneath the surface. As he wanders from case to case and the world
around him paints him into ever-tighter corners, the exploration of his
personality drills deeper than many reads in the procedural genre. When married
together with the details of the murders he’s investigating, you have a
multi-faceted novel that will satisfy much more than just the curiosity as to
the identity and motivations of the killers.
There’s a lot of promise here and if you’re looking for a
new police series to take you through your reading in 2018, this may well be exactly
what you want.
Dig Two Graves is published by Bastei Entertainment.
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