Outlines: The Smackdown

Over at the CBC Books website (an excellent – and sometimes even edifying – time-waster) there’s a debate between my friend and fellow writer Sheila Heti and myself about the matter of outlines.  I’m in favour, Sheila against.

As both Sheila and I agree, however, there’s no right or wrong way to write a book.  Whatever works for you…works.  There’s nothing to debate really.  But in the spirit of offering advice that’s worked for me (advice intended for fellow toilers looking for advice) I wanted to make the case for spending more time on the pre-writing phase.  Spitballing.  What if-ing.  Testing.  Pitching.

Not only because it helps (which I believe it does), but because it’s such a creatively exciting step in the long walk.

CBC Books – Literary Smackdown

THE GUARDIANS paperback…out now!

The title just about says it all.

The trade paperback edition of The Guardians is available in stores and on-line (and everywhere else) in Canada and the U.S. on September 13, and though this announcement comes a day early, you can go to your favourite bookseller and politely hound them to bust open the boxes if they haven’t already (or order the damn thing if they neglected to).  Trust me:  booksellers love being hounded.

I am especially psyched about this edition because it feels so good.  You know that slightly rough, grippy paper they use on paperbacks sometimes?  It’s got that.  And the spooky house on the cover is just right.  And my name – though large – isn’t James Patterson-sized.  And the red foil on the title does a shiny thing when you turn it around in the light.  And…I just like it.

Which is not always the case with a book’s design.  Despite everyone’s best intentions, covers can sometimes turn out a bit turdy.  Not this one, my friends!  So hit the streets or hit the web and check it out.  And if you decide to purchase this thrilling and edifying cultural product, you have my gratitude and undying loyalty.

The Fall

I’ve been reading Milton’s Paradise Lost a lot these days (it plays an important role in the novel I’m working on) and so, whenever I hear someone say “the fall,” I automatically think of Adam and Eve, the Original Sin, ambitious angels-turned-demons, evil and the like.  Of course, fall also refers to the autumn, which is (sorry!) just around the corner.  It may bring you forbidden fruit, or maybe just soggy leaves in the yard.  I can tell you that it looks like it’s bringing me a busier-than-expected bunch of readings and appearances. (They have a way of sneaking in, even when you’re battening down the hatches).

If you go over to the Readings & Appearances page here, there is now an updated list of things you may want to come out to.  I would, as always, be very happy to meet you, see you again, or just read to your anonymous self in the back row.

Thriller Fest in New York

I am a Writers Convention virgin, at least when it comes to the US.  No Bouchercon (yet), no Bram Stoker Weekend (definitely curious).  But I’m about to lose it (as it were) in New York this year for Thriller Fest.  There’s an amazing line-up of top-rate writers, and the panels sound actually interesting (hard to make a panel topic sound intriguing, but they’ve managed it).  Though I will be meeting with some of my editors there, and a hardy clutch of Canadians will be in attendance, I’m feeling some first-day-of-school nerves about it all.  Excited, in other words.

If you’re planning on being at Thriller Fest this year, or are in New York July 8th and 9th and are inclined to head over to the Grand Hyatt, love to meet you.  Otherwise, I’ll let you know how it went once I’m home…

The Guardians’ US release date!

What’s so great about September 13th?  No, it’s not a Friday, so it won’t remind you of those horror movies featuring Jason Voorhees, the unforgiving ghoul with the machete in the goalie mask.  And no, it’s not my birthday (so please no gifts, unless you had a bottle of Redbreast Irish in mind).  I’ll TELL you what so great about September 13th…

It’s the publication date for The Guardians in the US!  And it doesn’t stop there:  September 13th is also the publication date for The Guardians trade paperback edition in Canada.

Mark your calendars!  Clear the day of all meetings!  Wash your sleeping bag and spend the night of the 12th outside your favourite bookstore to be the first in line!  (Okay, I’m excited.  Hyperbole is a side effect).

Writers and Their Totems (or, Writers are Weird)

Judging from the number of questions asked of authors at post-reading Q&As, people are interested in writers’ offices.  What’s your desk like?  How’s the view?  Is there a bar?  As for me, I’m of the Discomfort-Is-Good-For-Work school.  You don’t want your space to be too fancy.  And you definitely don’t want a sofa and/or TV.

But I do have my lucky charms.  This piece at cbc.ca runs through some famous writers and their totems.  And on the less famous side, there’s me.

Writers and Their Lucky Charms

The Guardians spooks The Netherlands

The Guardians has recently appeared in its Dutch translation, and the reviews have quite possibly been the most enthusiastic of them all (and this is saying something, as I have to say that, overall, The Guardians has been the best-reviewed of all my novels).  Here’s a couple samples:

“* * * * * [Five stars].  Beautifully written…The characters are drawn with extraordinary skill.”  — de Volkskrant

“Brilliant…The Guardians is an excellent and unique thriller, the kind that makes your heart beat faster and faster.  Pyper excels at the ghostly, and the supernatural elements have been worked out perfectly.” — NRC Handelsblad

I am especially happy about these notices because, of all the publishers that have brought my novels to print, my longest relationship has been with Ambo|Anthos.  It’s funny, but my Dutch publisher is the only one to have published all of my novels.  I love them for this, but also for their publisher, Chris Herschdorfer.  On the occasions I have travelled to Amsterdam for booky reasons, Chris always takes me to this ancient bar that serves an equally ancient, yellowy gin.  We mean only to have one, but drink three.  Also, a few years ago, when Ambo|Anthos was celebrating the 10th anniversary of their Literary Thriller list, they – get this – flew me over to Amsterdam for the party.  And it was one hell of a party.

Now that’s a publisher.

The Novelization of TV

Mad Men.  The Walking Dead.  Breaking Bad.  True Blood.  The Wire

The best of cable TV over the past few years has re-invigorated the medium.  People talk about television drama now in a way they haven’t for a long time, that is, with irony-free interest and brainy passions.  The dinner party intelligentsia can analyze Don Draper at length without shame, without worrying about the conversation being dumbed down or a fellow guest wondering if she has shown up at the wrong address.  You hear fewer educated sorts bragging about not owning a television and more of them buying whole seasons of favourite shows and viewing them, in a ravenous swallow, over the course of a few evenings.  So how did TV manage this turnaround (or at least partial turnaround) from dismissably vapid to meaty substance?  Simple.  TV became novels.

People still read, of course.  They will always read.  But I have this theory:  as much of so-called serious fiction has turned its back on story in favour of message or affirmation or obvious theme – as it specializes in handy book club discussion points over raw narrative – TV drama has stepped in to fill the gap.  The best of cable (and some broadcast) storytelling does what novels do, or used to do:  it draws flesh-and-blood characters and inserts them into high stakes situations and then surprises us with how they respond, what they do, the mistakes they make.  The best examples of this (Breaking Bad, in my opinion) don’t show essentially good people doing essentially good things (the Oprah model) but nakedly real people doing nakedly real things.  These shows trouble us as they entertain us, leaving aside the pre-chewed moral lessons of so much so-called literary fiction.  They trade instead in ambiguity, understandable villainy, the grey zones that make up our actual lived lives (as opposed to life as we might wish it to be).

This is not to say, by the way, that TV has trumped the novel.  Not yet.  But there are now a growing number of dramas on our screens so good – so literary, in the true sense of the term – that they offer a pointed reminder of not only what television can be, but books too.