Edgar Nominations

The Mystery Writers of America announced their nominees for the Edgar Award, the highest honor in the mystery-writing field.  I’d especially like to congratulation my friends Rhys Bowen, DP Lyle, Jerrilyn Farmer, TJ Parker, Max Allan Collins, Gerry Conway and Hy Conrad on their well-deserved nominations.

BEST NOVEL

Evan’s Gate by Rhys Bowen (St. Martin’s Minotaur)
By a
Spider’s Thread by Laura Lippman (William Morrow)
Remembering Sarah by Chris
Mooney (Atria Books)
California Girl by T. Jefferson Parker (William Morrow)

Out of the Deep I Cry by Julia Spencer-Fleming (St. Martin’s Minotaur)

BEST FIRST NOVEL BY AN AMERICAN AUTHOR

Little Girl Lost by
Richard Aleas (Hard Case Crime)
Relative Danger by Charles Benoit (Poisoned
Pen Press)
Cloud Atlas by Liam Callanan (Delacorte Press)
Tonight I Said
Goodbye by Michael Koryta (St. Martin’s Minotaur)
Country of Origin by Don
Lee (W.W. Norton & Company)
Bahamarama by Bob Morris (St. Martin’s
Minotaur)

BEST PAPERBACK ORIGINAL

The Librarian by Larry
Beinhart (Nation Books)
Into the Web by Thomas H. Cook (Bantam)
Dead Men
Rise Up Never by Ron Faust (Dell)
Twelve-Step Fandango by Chris Haslam (Dark
Alley)
The Confession by Domenic Stansberry (Hard Case Crime)

BEST
CRITICAL/BIOGRAPHICAL

The New Annotated Sherlock Holmes: The Complete
Short Stories
edited by Leslie S. Klinger (W.W. Norton)
Latin American
Mystery Writers: An A-to-Z Guide by Daniel B. Lockhart (Greenwood Press)

Booze and the Private Eye: Alcohol in the Hard-Boiled Novel
by Rita
Elizabeth Rippetoe (McFarland & Co.)
The Life of Graham Greene, Vol. 3:
1956-1991 by Norman Sherry (Viking Books)

BEST FACT CRIME

Ready
for the People: My Most Chilling Cases as Prosecutor by Marissa N. Batt (Arcade
Publishing)
Conviction: Solving the Moxley Murder: A Reporter and a
Detective’s Twenty-Year Search for Justice by Leonard Levitt (Regan Books)

Forensics for Dummies by D.P. Lyle, MD (Wiley Publishing – For Dummies)

Are You There Alone?: The Unspeakable Crime of Andrea Yates by Suzanne
O’Malley (Simon & Schuster)
Ballad of the Whiskey Robber: A True Story
of Bank Heists, Ice Hockey, Transylvanian Pelt Smuggling, Moonlighting
Detectives, and Broken Hearts by Julian Rubinstein (Little, Brown)
Green
River, Running Red: The Real Story of the Green River Killer – America’s
Deadliest Serial Murderer by Ann Rule (Free Press)

BEST SHORT STORY

"Something About a Scar" – Anything You Say Can and Will Be Used Against
You by Laurie Lynn Drummond (HarperCollins)
"The Widow of Slane" by Terence
Faherty (EQMM – March/April 2004)
"The Book Signing" – Brooklyn Noir by Pete
Hamill (Akashic Books)
"Adventure of the Missing Detective" – Sherlock
Holmes: The Hidden Years by Gary Lovisi (St. Martin’s Minotaur)
"Imitate the
Sun" by Luke Sholer (EQMM – November 2004)

BEST YOUNG ADULT

Story Time by Edward Bloor (Harcourt Children’s Books)
In Darkness,
Death by Dorothy & Thomas Hoobler (Philomel Books)
Jude by Kate
Morgenroth (Simon & Schuster Children’s Publishing)
The Book of Dead
Days by Marcus Sedgwick (Wendy Lamb Books)
Missing Abby by Lee Weatherly
(David Fickling Books)

BEST JUVENILE

Chasing Vermeer by Blue
Balliett (Scholastic Press)
Assassin: The Lady Grace Mysteries by Patricia
Finney (Delacorte Books for Young Readers)
Abduction! by Peg Kehret (Dutton
Children’s Books)
Looking for Bobowicz by Daniel Pinkwater (HarperCollins
Children’s Books)
The Unseen by Zilpha Keatley Snyder (Delacorte Books for
Young Readers)

BEST PLAY

Spatter Pattern (Or, How I Got Away
With It) by Neal Bell (Playwrights Horizons)
Eliot Ness: An Untouchable Life
by Max Allan Collins (The Art House)
An Evening of Murder and the Like by
Edward Musto (Barrow Group Studio Theatre)

BEST TELEVISION EPISODE
TELEPLAY

Law & Order: Criminal Intent – "Want", Teleplay by
Elizabeth Benjamin. Story by René Balcer & Elizabeth Benjamin
Law &
Order: Criminal Intent – "Conscience", Teleplay by Gerry Conway. Story by René
Balcer & Gerry Conway
Law & Order: Criminal Intent – "Consumed",
Teleplay by Warren Leight. Story by René Balcer & Warren Leight
Law
& Order: Criminal Intent – "Pas De Deux", Teleplay by Warren Leight. Story
by René Balcer & Warren Leight
Monk – "Mr. Monk and the Girl Who Cried
Wolf", Teleplay by Hy Conrad

BEST TELEVISION FEATURE OR MINI-SERIES
TELEPLAY

State of Play by Paul Abbott (BBC America)
Prime Suspect 6:
The Last Witness by Peter Berry (Granada TV & WGBH Boston)
Death in Holy
Orders by Robert Jones, based on the novel by P.D. James (BBC Worldwide)

Amnesia by Chris Lang (BBC America)
"The Darkness of Light" – Wire in
the Blood by Alan Whiting (Coastal Productions)

BEST MOTION PICTURE
SCREENPLAY

A Very Long Engagement – Screenplay by Jean-Pierre Jeunet,
based on the Novel by Sebastien Japrisot (2003 Productions)
The Bourne
Supremacy – Screenplay by Tony Gilroy, based on the Novel by Robert Ludlam. (The
Kennedy/Marshall Company, Universal Pictures, Hypnotic)
Collateral by Stuart
Beattie (DreamWorks SKG)
I’m Not Scared – Screenplay by Francesca Marciano,
based on the Novel by Niccolo Ammaniti. (Miramax Films)
Maria Full of Grace
– Screenplay by Joshua Marston (HBO Films)

ROBERT L. FISH MEMORIAL AWARD

Thomas Morrissey
"Can’t Catch Me" – Brooklyn Noir (Akashic Books)

GRAND MASTER

Marcia Muller

ELLERY QUEEN AWARD

Carolyn Marino, Vice President/Executive Editor, HarperCollins

RAVEN AWARDS

Cape Cod Radio Mystery Theatre (founded by Steve
Oney)
DorothyL listserv (founded by Diane Kovacs and Kara Robinson

Murder by the Book, Houston, TX (Martha Farrington, Owner)

SPECIAL
EDGAR AWARDS

David Chase (writer/producer – The Sopranos, The Rockford
Files,
Kolchak: The Night Stalker and many other breakthrough TV shows)

Tom Fontana (writer/producer – Homicide: Life on the Street, Oz, and The
Jury and many other breakthrough TV shows)

THE SIMON & SCHUSTER-MARY
HIGGINS CLARK AWARD

Perfect Sax by Jerrilyn Farmer (William Morrow/Avon)

The Drowning Tree by Carol Goodman (Ballantine Books)
Scent of a Killer
by Christiane Heggan (MIRA Books)
Grave Endings by Rochelle Krich
(Ballantine Books)
Murder in a Mill Town by P.B. Ryan (Berkley Prime Crime)

Where are the Characters?

James Hess asks:

Why is it programs like "Diagnosis Murder", "Monk", "Columbo", etc.,
which are based on memorable characters, are so few and far between? It
seems to me that if a network executive were honestly interested in
creating and producing a ratings winning series they would a) focus on
mysteries, b) focus on a character that appeals in an off-beat manner
to the masses, and c) is built on good writing.

For one thing, all the examples you cited skew very old in terms of audience demographics. (yes, even MONK).  While I happen to agree with your take on what makes a good show, procedurals are the rage now with audiences. In a procedural, it’s the procedure that’s the star, not the characters… which is why there can be three identical versions of CSI set in different cities. And why we have shows like MEDICAL INVESTIGATION,

But character isn’t missing from TV… there’s plenty of character in NYPD BLUE, THE SHIELD, LAW AND ORDER: SVU,  BOSTON LEGAL, THE SOPRANOS, WITHOUT A TRACE, etc. There just aren’t as many  single-lead mystery shows as there used to be.

There’s LAW & ORDER: CRIMINAL INTENT. There’s MEDIUM. There’s HOUSE, MD.  And coming up, there’s BLIND JUSTICE.

What I think you’re really commenting on is how few quirky, light-hearted, whodunits with single leads. Now there’s only one, MONK… but Hallmark Channel is taking a crack at it with MACBRIDE, JANE DOE, and MYSTERY WOMAN. And USA is bringing back KOJAK. So the genre isn’t completely dead…

I Hear Voices

My brother Tod has started an interesting discussion on his blog about the role of  voice in fiction.

When someone tells me that they hear me in a book or story (fiction
only here — in my essays and columns, you often are getting unfiltered
Tod) I feel disappointed. My characters aren’t me and if you see me,
hear me in the narration, that 4th wall is broken.  I want you to hear
the narrator, whomever that might be. If it feels like I’m sitting
there telling you a story, I believe I’ve failed.

His comments were provoked by a blog posting from author Amy Garvey, who was thrilled when one of her readers "heard" her in her prose.

A friend of mine gave me the ultimate compliment recently. (Sadly,
it wasn’t about how much I look like Nicole Kidman.) She’s not much of
a romance reader, but she was interested to see what I’d written. So I
gave her my first book and got an email back which read, “It is so
‘you.’ I feel like you are sitting there telling me the story.”

Not
impressed? I was. Because what it meant to me was that beneath the
story, this reader had heard “my” voice——the writer lurking behind the
characters and the plot.

I may not agree with exactly how Ms. Garvey phrased it ( I don’t think I want the reader to sense the writer and, with it, the construction work behind the story), but I understand her being pleased that her readers heard her voice.

I think the author’s voice is important.    Some of my favorite authors have a very distinct voice that carries through all their books, regardless
of the stories they are telling or the characters they are writing about ( Larry McMurtry, Stephen King,  Elmore
Leonard, and John Irving immediately come to mind). I think that voice is part of
what makes their books special. Other authors take on the voice of their lead character, and that’s fine, too… but I don’t think either approach is technically superior when it comes to sustaining the "fiction" that the events we are reading about are real.

Scamming PublishAmerica

Novelist Richard Wheeler pointed me to a Los Angeles Times article about a group of science fiction writers who decided to stick it to PublishAmerica, the self-publishing scam that takes advantage of aspiring authors. Professional science fiction writers have long derided the PA scam, urging aspiring writers not to submit their work to the company.

"They are the biggest and most obnoxious author mills of them all – and one of
the most successful, I imagine," said Ann C. Crispin, chair of the Science
Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America’s Committee on Writing Scams.

PublishAmerica responded by calling their detractors  "literary parasites" who "looted, leeched or plagiarized their way to
local stardom."  So the science fiction writers decided to strike back.

They gathered together to write the worst book ever written. Thirty writers each took a disconnected chapter, writing the worst possible prose they could, and not bothering to read the chapters that preceeded them.

To further test PublishAmerica’s standards, [they]
left Chapter 21 blank because one writer missed deadline.[They]  included another
chapter twice. And [they] took portions of two other chapters, ran them through a
software program that randomly reordered the words, then accepted all the spell
check and grammar fixes [their] software recommended.

The result is Chapter 34,
nine pages of disconnected gibberish that begins: "Bruce walked around any more.
Some people might ought to her practiced eye, at her. I am so silky and braid
shoulders. At sixty-six, men with a few feet away from their languid
gazes."

They called their book  "Atlanta Nights" by Travis Tea, the nom-de-plume alone should have sent up a warning sign with the morons at PA, but apparently they not only don’t read manuscripts, they don’t read the title pages, either.  PublishAmerica accepted the book and sent the authors, through their front man, an acceptance letter.

"PublishAmerica has decided to give ‘Atlanta Nights’ the chance it deserves," it
reads. A contract followed, which the hoaxsters decided not to sign after a
lawyer advised it could lead to a fraud complaint. Instead, they confessed the
hoax on a writers website.

The next day PublishAmerica rescinded the contract, with a wink that they’d caught
on. Upon further review, it  appears that your work is not ready to be published," the e-mail reads, citing  "nonsensical text in the manuscript that were caught by our editing staff as
they previewed the text for editing time." It suggested the author of "Atlanta
Nights" try a vanity publisher. "They will certainly publish your book at a
fee."

So they did.  "Atlanta Nights" can be ordered over the print-on-demand
website www.lulu.com, with proceeds going to the Science Fiction and Fantasy
Writers of America Medical Fund. Or you can  download it for free .

I Don’t Want to Find You An Agent, II

The guy who wrote the letter that prompted the previous post replied today.  He wanted me to read his script and, if I liked it, recommend him to my agent.  In a nutshell, I said I wouldn’t, and listed all the reasons why, concluding with this advice: Don’t send me your script, and don’t send it to any other
professional writer either. It’s a stupid idea
. Here’s his response:

Your use of the word
"professional" here implies that you regard me as an amateur. Your use of the
word "stupid" needs no comment. Well, it’s true that I’m not a professional
in the sense that I never got paid for my screenwriting up to now. However,
as I indicated in my (very polite) message to you, I have a long career
behind me as a journalist. I was hoping for a more mature response from you
on that basis alone — at least a response that does not belabor the obvious.

You’d think he would have put his journalism skills to use and a) read
my blog before emailing me and discovered  the many, many posts where I discuss the
pointlessness of sending your scripts and series ideas to me and b) he would have
researched the industry a bit and realized sending his script to a
screenwriter was not the best way to find an agent or break into the business.

Would you have been so patronizing if I had a name other than
Mohamed? Or if I was not a Canadian? Perhaps not. At any rate, your comments
are duly noted and I wish you continuing success with Diagnosis Murder
and whatever else it is that you do.

Ah yes, the last gasp of the desperate… the racism, sexism,  ageism, or xenophobia card. To be honest, I didn’t even notice his name or where he came from. I didn’t bother to read that part of his original email since I had absolutely no intention of contacting him about his screenplays. But you’ll notice that rather than learn from his mistake, and accept that his proposal  might have been wrong-headed, he has to flail around for some other, hidden reason that I won’t read his scripts. With an attitude like that, it’s not surprising to me he’s been entering his scripts into competitions for five years instead of selling them.

I Don’t Want To Find You An Agent

I got an email today from a guy who says he’s been writing scripts and entering competitions for the last five years, ever since he got his MFA from York Univeristy in Toronto.  He can’t get seem to get any "reputable agents" to read his work.

I’m sure you can see where this is going. So here is my very presumptuous request: I’d like to send you one of my scripts. Read it when you have a moment — even if its a year from now. If you like it good, you can refer me to your agent. If you don’t, no harm, no foul.

I assure you that it will NOT be a waste of your time.

I get this request, oh, about 80 times a month. It makes no sense to me.  So, to all eighty of you getting ready to write me the same email next month, here’s why it’s a dumb idea to ask me to read your script and refer it to my agent.

1) I’m a writer, I’m trying to market and sell my own work, not yours

2)  It’s not my job to screen potential clients for my agent.  Finding clients is his job. I like to think he works for me rather than the other way around.  Besides, I want him spending his time on the phone getting me work, not looking for new clients who will divert his full attention from me, me, me.  (That’s not to say I haven’t recommended clients to my agent… I have,
many times. He’s even signed up a few. But they were close friends of
mine or people I’ve worked with and admire).

3)  I’m not a studio or network development executive. I don’t care if you’ve written a good script.  I’m not hiring writers. If I was, I’d hire myself.

4)  When I am looking for writers to hire on staff or invite in to pitch for episodic TV assignments, I only read writing samples that come through agents. Why?  Well, we said it best in our book, "Successful Television Writing" —

You probably think that’s because we’re a close-knit group of elitist jerks who want to horde all the money and opportunities for ourselves, and agents are just one more gigantic obstacle
we’ve come up with to keep you out.

You’re right. Sort of.

Agents are the first line of defense for us. They read through all the crap to find the very best people, the writers they can make a living on. And the only way an agent is going to make a living
is if his clients are talented, professional and will do a consistently good job for us, the producers.
The great thing about this system, for us, is that the agent has a real motivation to find the best writers out there, saving us the trouble. Because let’s face it, elitist jerks like us don’t want work any harder than we have to.

But agents do more than save us extra work. They also protect us. That doesn’t mean they’ll take a bullet for us or taste our food to make sure it isn’t poisoned. But they’ll make pretty sure we don’t get sued.

We’ll give you an example of what we’re talking about. Let’s say you sent us a script a month ago in which the hero of our show loses his memory. Then you turn on the TV this week, and what
do you see on our show? A story about the hero losing his memory. You’re going to think we stole it and sue our asses.

There are a lot of similar themes in stories being developed all the time, and a television professional, will understand that. A professional will also understand that the development process is much longer than a month, and that our script was probably written long before yours showed up in the mail. And a
professional will figure that we’ve probably been pitched fifty amnesia stories, because it’s a terrible cliche, right up there with evil doubles and the return of long-lost siblings, that’s eventually done on every show.

But without an agent representing you, and vouching for you, we have no assurance that you are, indeed, a professional.

Which leads me to my next point.  5) I don’t want to read your script because I may be working on something similar.  I don’t want to get accused of stealing your ideas.

So no, don’t send me your script. Don’t try to send it to any other professional writer, either.  It’s a stupid idea.

Buying the Last Word

Actor Rob Schneider didn’t like  LA Times columnist Patrick Goldstein using his movies as an example of what’s wrong with Hollywood today…

It’s a funny thing, but today’s movie studios are no longer in the Oscar
business. If there’s one common thread among this year’s five best picture
nominees, it’s that they were largely financed by outside investors. The most
money any studio put into one of the nominees was the $21 million that Miramax
anted up for "Finding Neverland." The other nominated films were orphans —
ignored, unloved and turned down flat by most of the same studios that eagerly
remake dozens of old TV series (aren’t you looking forward to a bigger, dumber
version of "The Dukes of Hazzard"?) or bankroll hundreds of sequels, including a
follow-up to "Deuce Bigalow: Male Gigolo," a film that was sadly overlooked at
Oscar time because apparently nobody had the foresight to invent a category for
Best Running Penis Joke Delivered by a Third-Rate Comic.

Instead of just ignoring the cheap shot, Schneider bought a full-page in Variety today to fire back.

I went online and found you have won nothing. Absolutely nothing….no journalistic awards of any kind….there was, however, a nomination for an Amy Goldstein. I contacted Ms. Goldstein in Rhode Island, and she assured me she was not an alias of yours and in fact like most of the world had no idea of your existence.

Frankly, I
am surprised the LA Times would hire somone like you with so few or, actually,
no accolades to work on the front page. Surely there must be a larger talent
pool for the LA Times to draw from. Perhaps, someone who has at least won a
"Cable Ace Award."

Maybe, Mr. Goldstein, you didn’t win a Pulitzer Prize because they haven’t
invented a category for "Best Third-Rate, Unfunny Pompous Reporter, Who’s Never
Been Acknowledged By His Peers."

Patrick, I can honestly say that if I sat with your colleagues at a luncheon, afterwards they’d say "you know, that Rob Schneider is a pretty intelligent guy, I hope we can do that again." Whereas, if you sat with my colleagues, after lunch you would just be beaten beyond recognition.

I don’t think Schneider did himself any favors with that ad. It would have been more impressive if he’d actually offered an intelligent argument that countered Goldstein’s views instead of being as infantile as, well, one of his own movies.  Beyond that, all Schneider really said was:  "Fuck Goldstein. Look at me, I’m so rich that instead of licking a stamp and sending a Letter To The Editor, I can afford to buy a full page in Variety instead. Can that cheap hack  do that? I don’t think so!"

The Mail They Get

If you’ve enjoyed reading some of the idiotic mail I get, you ought to visit Query Letters I Love, a new blog filled with the letters a Hollywood exec has received from people trying to sell their inept screenplays.

Here’s my favorite:

“Ducks, the Killer Breed” tells the story of some harmless ducks that
are transformed into blood-thirsty fowl by radiation from a meteorite
that lands on their barn.

Imagine you are a 10 year old boy who
lives on a farm and owns some ducks. Now imagine that one night a
meteorite crashes into the barn, bathing the ducks in radiation from
outer space. What would you do when you awoke to find that your pet
ducks had become bloodthirsty fiends?

Note to the reader: lest you find the idea of scary ducks laughable, I
should specify that as a result of being irradiated, these ducks have
grown fangs in their bills. Also, their droppings are acid, and will
melt anything they land on."

(Thanks to Sarah Weinman for tipping me off about the blog).

Jasper Fforde on Fanfic

Novelist Jasper Fforde ("The Eyre Affair," "Well of Lost Plots," etc.) shares his views on fanfic.

My thoughts on Fan Fiction are pretty much this: That it seems strange to want
to copy or ‘augment’ someone else’s work when you could expend just as much
energy and have a lot more fun making up your own. I feel, and I think with good
reason, very proprietorial about Thursday and all her escapades; clearly I can’t
stop you writing and playing what you want in private, and am very flattered
that you wish to do so. But anything published in any form whatsoever – and that
specifically includes the internet – I cannot encourage, nor approve of.