Showing posts with label guest blogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guest blogs. Show all posts

Sunday, May 09, 2021

Want To Be A Guest?

For those interested, I welcome guest posts or blogs on my blog. The open days are currently Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays. I usually run excerpts from published or about to be published works on Sundays as they seem to work best on those days. 

Topic--pretty much anything goes. While my blog is mainly aimed towards items of interest for readers and writers of mystery and crime fiction, I am open to pretty much anything. I do ask that folks avoid the topics of religion and politics unless either or both directly relate to the work being discussed or promoted.

Word Count: Totally up to you. I do not set a maximum or a minimum word count. 

This is, as always, a non paying opportunity. Yes, I value your work. I also have no income other than SSD (and that is just a few hundred each month) and am supporting this old house on what little I inherited when my Mom passed. 

While I have no funds to pay you, I can promise to promote the heck out of your appearance. You will be seen. I can not promise a certain number of sales, but most guests do see a spike in their sales. Guests who are on the blog on a semi regular basis do far better than one off appearances, but everyone does see an impact. 

Sunday, December 09, 2018

Want To Be A Guest?

Just another irregular reminder here that I welcome guests here on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and weekends. The topics of religion and politics should be avoided UNLESS either one or both directly relate to your book, short story, project, etc.  Everything else is pretty much fair game. And, no, I am broke and do not pay for guest posts.

Still interested? Contact me at kevinrtipple@verizon.net

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Would You Like To Be A Guest?

Do you have something to say?

Would you like to contribute a guest post or blog? Guests are always welcome here. All I ask is that you stay away from politics and/or religion unless either one or both is an integral part of your book. Everything else is pretty much fair game though I do reserve the right to refuse a contribution for any reason.


It does not even have to directly relate to your book. Earl Staggs contributes a monthly column looking at great mysteries through history. Kris Boch and others have contributed various pieces on the writing process while Jeanne of the Bristol Public Library has done reviews as well as pieces on what she likes and does not like in mysteries among other things. This can be a one time gig or you could be a regular contributor. Like your topic, it is pretty much up to you.

Since I can't fund our own lives (hence the donation widget to help pay Sandi's cancer costs over to the left) I am unable to offer you monetary compensation. All I can offer you is the opportunity to be read. In other words--exposure. I am well aware that does not pay the bills from my own personal experience. Writing me and sending me links to folks who have waxed long and eloquent on the subject does nothing to change our reality so resist the urge to send them.

I can offer you the opportunity to be a part of things here and get read now and in the future by a lot of folks for as long as this blog continues on. If that works for you, drop me a note.


Sunday, February 14, 2016

Guests Wanted!

Would you like to contribute a guest post or blog? Guests are always welcome here. All I ask is that you stay away from politics and/or  religion unless either one or both is an integral part of your book. Everything
else is pretty much fair game though I do reserve the right to refuse a contribution for any reason.

Since I can't fund our own lives (hence the donation widget to help pay Sandi's cancer costs over to the left) I am unable to offer you monetary compensation. All I can offer you is the opportunity to be read. In other words--exposure. I am well aware that does not pay the bills from my own personal experience. Writing me and sending me links to folks who have waxed long and eloquent on the subject does nothing to change our reality so resist the urge to send them.

I can offer you the opportunity to be a part of things here and get read now and in the future by a lot of folks for as long as this blog continues on. If that works for you, drop me a note.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

History’s Rich With Mysteries with Earl Staggs: AGATHA CHRISTIE – The original “Gone Girl"

Texas author Earl Staggs is back with another mystery from the past that fascinates him. This is a case I had never heard of before Earl’s piece below…


HISTORY’S RICH WITH MYSTERIES

When I look at the past, I find stories about people which fascinate me, particularly those in which there is a curious mixture of fact, legend, and mysterious uncertainty. In this series of articles, I want to explore some of those stories. I think of them as mysteries swaddled in legend. While truth is always desired in most things, truth easily becomes staid and boring. Legend, on the other hand, forever holds a hint of romanticism and an aura of excitement borne of adventure, imagination and, of course, mystery. 


AGATHA CHRISTIE – The original “Gone Girl”

By Earl Staggs

Born Agatha Mary Clarissa Miller on September 15, 1890, in Torquay, Devon, England, she married Archibald Christie, a hero of the Royal Flying Corps, in 1914. The couple had one daughter, Rosalind, and divorced in 1928. In 1930, she married Sir Max Mallowan, a noted archaeologist. She passed away of natural causes on January 12, 1976, at the age of 85.

According to The Guinness Book of World Records, she is the best-selling novelist of all time. Only the Bible and Shakespeare’s works have sold more. Her books have been translated into 103 languages, more than any other author.  


While she wrote six romance novels under the name Mary Westmacott, she is best known for her novels and short stories written under her own name and featuring, among others, two of the most popular characters in the mystery genre, Hercule Poirot and Miss Jane Marple. She also wrote “The Mousetrap,” a murder mystery play which opened in 1952 and as of 2015 is still running after more than 25,000 performances, making it the longest running play in history.

Her novel AND THEN THERE WERE NONE is her biggest seller with 100 million sales to date, making it the world's best-selling mystery ever and one of the best-selling books of all time.

In 1955, she was the first recipient of the Mystery Writers of America’s Grand Master Award, its highest honor. That same year, her play “Witness for the Prosecution” received an Edgar Award from MWA for Best Play. In 1971, she was made a Dame Commander of the Most Excellent Order of the British Empire. Her novel THE MURDER OF ROGER ACKROYD was voted the best crime novel ever by 600 fellow writers of the Crime Writers’ Association in 2013.

With all those honors, awards and accolades, you’d think everything about her has been said. Not so. Among mystery readers and writers, she is also well-known for her mysterious disappearance in 1926 and reappearance eleven days later. Agatha refused to explain the incident, simply putting it down to a bout of temporary amnesia.

She reportedly said only, "For 24 hours I wandered in a dream, and then found myself in Harrogate as a well-contented and perfectly happy woman who believed she had just come from South Africa."

Few people were convinced by this explanation. In her autobiography, she made no mention of those missing eleven days. 

Over the years, a number of theories have surfaced regarding the incident. Some believe it was a publicity stunt to boost sales of THE MURDER OF ROGER ACKROYD, which was published in 1926 and became her first major success. That same year, her beloved mother died. Agatha considered her mom her best friend, confidante, and biggest supporter and felt her loss deeply. She took her daughter Rosalind to the home where she had grown up to sort through her mother’s things. Her husband Archie did not accompany them. Agatha fell into a deep depression over her mother’s death. When Archie finally came to visit, he gave her more bad news. He had become involved with a woman named Nancy Neele, and he wanted a divorce.

In an effort to save her marriage, Agatha took Rosalind and moved back home. On the evening of December 3, 1926, Archie went out alone. He said he was going to a weekend house party, but most likely, it was a rendezvous with his mistress.

Later that evening, Agatha left the house. Her maids said she was visibly upset. The next morning, her car was found abandoned an hour’s drive from home. Inside the car were clothes and other personal possessions. It appeared she had vanished into thin air.

The police launched a nationwide search involving more than a thousand police officers and members of the public, and for the first time in UK history, airplanes were used in the search effort. Two of Agatha’s fellow authors, Dorothy L Sayers and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, helped with the search. Newspapers offered rewards for information.

Many suspected her husband Archie had murdered her and disposed of the body.

Eleven days after her disappearance, she was recognized at a spa in Yorkshire, two hundred miles from home. She had registered as Theresa Neele, using the surname of Archie’s mistress. Archie traveled there to take her home.

Agatha and Archie may have tried to save their marriage after her reappearance, but it was not to be. They divorced in 1928. Archie married Nancy Neele that same year and Agatha married archeologist Max Mallowan in 1930.

Public sentiment was negative toward the disappearance. Many felt it had been a publicity stunt which had cost the taxpayers a substantial amount of money.

Some who did not believe it was done for publicity offered other theories. Author Gillian Gill said this:

“I believe that Christie had a definitive and terrible fight with her husband. It drove her over the edge. She had been depressed, now she becomes on some level psychotic. She is not herself. She wanders off. She gets on the train. She takes another name. She goes into this hotel and she lives another life. That’s very, very, very rare, but it’s known. It’s documented in the annals of psychology.”

Another author, Gwen Robyns, thought it was Agatha’s way of exacting revenge on her errant husband and said this:

“I think she took endless delight in the fact that the police shadowed Archie. He couldn’t go anywhere because they suspected him of murdering her. And I think she took marvelous delight in reading this in the papers. Again, I think in a sort of revenge and twisted up sort of way, she was thinking it was very funny.”

Laura Thompson's biography, Agatha Christie, An English Mystery, states Agatha did disappear as part of a publicity stunt. The purpose was not to increase sales in her novels, however, but to create a negative feeling toward Archie for being unfaithful. Unfortunately, instead of saving their marriage as she hoped it would, it cemented the fact that their relationship was over and could never be salvaged.

In his 1998 book, AGATHA CHRISTIE AND THE ELEVEN MISSING DAYS, author Jared Cade believes Agatha’s motive was clear:

“She wanted to disrupt his weekend with Nancy Neele and make him suffer, although she still adored him. What no one could have foreseen was the press reaction. She was propelled from being an author with a reputation into one of the most famous women in England.”

I think the best explanation of the incident comes from journalist John Ezard, writing for the Guardian newspaper in 2000. Ezard interviewed the daughter of Agatha’s sister-in-law and close friend, Nan Watts. The daughter claimed she knew the truth because she was with her mother and Agatha on the night of the disappearance. She said Agatha was hidden away by Nan Watts at their Chelsea home before being put on a train to Harrogate the following day. 

This makes a lot of sense because Agatha could not have pulled it off by herself. After abandoning her car in Surrey, she needed someone to pick her up and transport her eventually to the train station in London.

Here’s how the daughter describes it:

"She then just sat there in her hotel room, hiding away...But she had signed the guests' register in the name Neele - the surname of her husband's lover...It was carefully orchestrated...She wanted Archie back...She wanted to give him a shock...If she had had amnesia she would not have signed the register in the other woman's name...My mother helped her because she was distraught. I think she went to my mother because she had been through a divorce. Mrs Christie never did it for the publicity. That was the last thing she would have thought of. She was very upset and shocked - it all went rather wrong."

It’s interesting that she mentioned Agatha using the last name Neele. That, in my mind, rules out amnesia.  If she had amnesia, now could she have known that name?

It’s easy to compare Agatha’s disappearance and reappearance to the plot of Gillian Flynn’s novel GONE GIRL. In fact, it’s hard not to. Flynn did an excellent job with the novel and she also wrote the screenplay for the successful movie. While Flynn is a fine writer who made her novel interesting and unique in its own right, it’s easy to see examples of homage to Christie.

For example:

. . . in Flynn’s novel, a first person narrator is revealed as the perpetrator as Christie did in THE MURDER OF ROGER ACKROYD.

. . .in both GONE GIRL and Agatha’s real-life disappearance, the plot involves a disintegrating marriage and an unhappy wife who mysteriously disappears.  

. . .in GONE GIRL, the wife disappears and lives under the assumed name “Nancy,” which was the first name of Archie Christie’s mistress.

. . .in GONE GIRL, the husband is suspected of foul play in the disappearance of his wife as Archie was in Agatha’s disappearance.

We are all free to form our own opinions as to why Dame Agatha staged her mysterious disappearance. We will never know for sure. She was the only person who knew, and she chose never to reveal exactly why she did it. That’s okay with me. For all her contributions to the world of the written word, for all the influences her literary legacy have given us, she earned that right.

Besides, once a mystery is solved, it becomes nothing more than a piece of history. An unsolved mystery lives forever and never stops taunting us from just beyond our reach.


Earl Staggs ©2016
  
Earl Staggs earned all Five Star reviews for his novels MEMORY OF A MURDER and JUSTIFIEDACTION and has twice received a Derringer Award for Best Short Story of the Year.  He served as Managing Editor of Futures Mystery Magazine, as President of the Short Mystery Fiction Society, and is a frequent speaker at conferences and seminars. 

He invites any comments via email at earlstaggs@sbcglobal.net
 
He also invites you to visit his blog site at http://earlwstaggs.wordpress.com to learn more about his novels and stories.

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Mark Troy and the Female Private Detective: Trixie Meehan, 1933-1951

Mark Troy is back today with another installment of his series on the female private detective. This time around he covers Honey West. Make sure you check out the earlier installments of this series as well as Mark’s books and website.


Trixie Meehan, 1933-1951


Trixie Meehan and Mike Harris were operatives for the Blaine Detective Agency in sixteen stories by T.T. (Thomas Theodore) Flynn from 1933 to 1951.  They were typical pulp stories, mixing hardboiled heroics, some romance, and outlandish situations.
Mike is a big, tough, wise-cracking redhead, but he is also insightful with a soft spot or two, usually for Trixie. He turns brash and reckless, his anger ratcheting up a notch, when Trixie falls into danger, as she does so often.

Mike narrates the stories so our image of Trixie is filtered through his eyes:
Trixie Meehan stood at my elbow with a leer on her lovely little face. The others probably thought Trixie was smiling. They didn't know the gal. They didn't know Trixie Meehan.

Pert and sweet, soft and cuddly, harmless as a kitten and luscious-looking to all big strong men—that's Trixie if you don't know her.

But if you knew her as Mike knew her, she was a different person.
Trixie was smart, shrewd, fearless and tireless on a case. And her temper would make a scorpion blush and her little tongue could peel the hide off a brass-bound monkey. And when Trixie and I crossed trails on a case, it was usually my hide that took the peeling.

In some of the stories, Trixie and Mike find themselves going undercover as a couple, which produces some fast-paced dialogue ala The Thin Man and Moonlighting. A Nick and Nora Charles, though, they weren't. They were partners in the same agency, sometimes at odds on the same case. Trixie would stand up to Mike and kid him when he was pompous and pull him out of tight spots as any buddy would do. He in turn did the same for her.

Though Trixie depends on Mike whenever there is a fight, she can handle herself when necessary.

He was a bearded, fanatical, challenging figure as Trixie ran in close and pulled the trigger.
Trixie had shot his knee—little Trixie who went to target practice two and three times a week. I'd kidded her about it—and look now.

Little Trixie with her little tongue that could peel Mike’s hide off, saved most of her anger for anyone who tried to hurt Mike. And if he did get hurt, she was solicitous and concerned. Only after she knew he was okay would the hide-peeling begin.

T. T. Flynn, 1902-1979, passed up college to see the world as a merchant seaman and then as a railroad man and a hobo. In 1925, he began writing mysteries and westerns. In 1927, afraid of running out of ideas and inspired by Lindbergh’s flight across the Atlantic, he took flying lessons which led to his writing air adventure stories. Mike and Trixie were his most popular detectives, but they never appeared in a novel. His other detective was Mr. Maddox, the racetrack detective. He is best known for his western, The Man From Laramie, which was made into a movie starring Jimmy Stewart. Many of his western novels survive and can be found on Amazon.

The Mike and Trixie stories are hard to find. “Brother Murder” (1939) has been reprinted in The Black Lizard Big Book of Pulps (2007) Edited by Otto Penzler. “The Deadly Orchid” (1933) can be found in Hard-Boiled Dames: A Brass-Knuckled Anthology of the Toughest Women From the Classic Pulps (1986) edited by Bernard Drew.


Mark Troy ©2015

Mark Troy is the author of The Splintered Paddle, The Rules, Pilikia Is My Business and Game Face.  His website is at http://marktroymysterywriter.com

Monday, March 16, 2015

Monday With Kaye: "Long Knives" by Charles Rosenberg (Review by Kaye George)

As it is Monday, “Monday With Kaye” returns as she reviews Long Knives by Charles Rosenberg. Make sure you check the blog for her previous reviews after you read the review for today.

Long Knives by Charles Rosenberg


This is the second book in Rosenberg’s Jenna James series. Ms. James is happily teaching a course in the legalities of maritime salvage in spite of not making the money she made as a lawyer for the firm of Marbury Marfan, or M&M as she calls it. In fact, she is firmly on the tenure track.


One of her students, a handsome Italian named Primo Giordano, visits her office one morning wanting advice on a treasure map, purporting to give an exact location of a Spanish galleon that sank in 1641 with a load of valuables. When she steps out of the room to take a private phone call that turns out to be long and tedious, her troubles begin. She returns to her office to find Primo dead and the map nowhere to be found. The cause of death isn’t apparent, but he drank the coffee in her office and she didn’t have any. As the cause of his death narrows down to her coffee, she becomes the prime suspect in Primo’s death.

The extremely detailed courtroom procedural alternates between her disintegrating love life with Aldous Hartleb and the relationships with the two former associates she calls upon to help her through this crisis. Even though James’s nickname in college was Steel Boots, she is in danger of falling apart and losing everything, including her chance at tenure.



Reviewed by Kaye George, author of Death in the Time of Ice for Suspense Magazine