When I was a fresh new author, I was invited to participate in the Tucson Festival of Books. Turns out that each year they include a couple of new authors in their roster and I won the brass ring. The festival was grand. There were great panels and I got to mingle with some of my writing idols.
When it came time to do a signing, I was actually nervous.
I’m never nervous when I have to speak to people—the more the merrier. But
signing books? In a place where I knew no one? Suppose no one bought my books.
Suppose everyone ignored me?
I’m here to tell you that that’s exactly what happened. I
felt like I had on a covering that rendered me invisible. I sat there, mute and
humiliated.
The man next to me wrote books about a crime-solving dog,
and people couldn’t get enough of them. The proverbial hotcake sales comes to
mind. So I started thinking that I might want to consider starting a second
series about a crime-solving dog.
It turned out I didn’t have to do that. Someone who had a
bit more experience in hawking her books showed me what to do. Pretty soon I
was, on her advice, calling out to passerby—“Do you like mysteries? Yes? Then
let me tell you about mine.” I’m not saying I racked up the sales, but at least
I got to talk to a few people and sold a few books—and I relaxed.
So what does this have to do with dogs? I never forgot the
man with the dog books and my thought about a crime-solving dog. So suddenly,
in book four of my Samuel Craddock series, A
Deadly Affair at Bobtail Ridge, a dog appeared. It was a shivering,
frightened terrier mix named Frazier that belonged to a potential love interest
for my chief of police. I didn’t know
where the dog came from in my treasure trove of imaginary beings, but there it
was, and there it stayed.
In the middle of writing book 5 for the last few months, I
found myself including Frazier the dog again. He wormed his way into the book
and set up shop. I’m not saying I’m ever going to have a crime-solving dog, and
Samuel Craddock has a perfectly good cat that he likes—but when he was
dog-sitting for Frazier, he liked having the dog hop in his truck and ride with
him. So maybe Samuel has a dog in his future—if not of the crime-solving kind,
at least a sidekick.

About A Deadly Affair at Bobtail Ridge....

After Jenny is the victim of a near-fatal car accident, Craddock demands that she tell him what he needs to know to protect her. Forced to confront the past, Jenny starts drinking heavily and plunges into a downward spiral of rage and despair. Craddock must tread lightly as he tries to find out who is behind the threats to her. But only by getting to the bottom of the secrets buried in Jenny’s past can he hope to save her both from herself and from whoever is out to harm her.
4 comments:
I think a canine sidekick for Samuel Craddock sounds like a great idea. When I look at a lot of the mysteries that sell, pets are often a part of the plot. Great idea, Terry!
Thanks Susan. The only problem is, I think it was more the dog's idea than mine!
Hi, Terry -- It was a surprise to my husband and me when we bonded with the dogs our daughters got, and we often dog sit. They have a way of burrowing into your lap and into your heart.
I've enjoy reading your blogs. While at Malice, I saw a woman who looked like you and had a name tag that started with Terry. I approached her, thinking it was you. She was a lovely woman and I enjoyed our chat, but I was disappointed that I wasn't getting to meet you. Perhaps at a future conference.
A belated welcome to Killer Hobbies, Terry. And dogs in mysteries? Of course!
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