Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Francine Mathews--A View From the Shadows

DEBORAH CROMBIE: Okay, here's a really bad thing about BOOK JAIL. My friend Francine Mathews (aka Stephanie Barron) is in Dallas for a few days, staying downtown, and I CAN'T HANG OUT. Boo. I am so totally bummed out. I was really looking forward to seeing her. Fortunately, Francine understands, because she has a book to finish, too.

The good thing is, we all get to talk to Francine here on the blog, today. Francine and I go way back. You may know her better as Stephanie Barron, author of the Jane Austen mystery series, which I adore. But Francine also writes terrific spy thrillers. And she has the chops to do it, because she was a real spy. Here's Francine to tell you about it, and about her latest novel, an historical thriller set in 1943 and featuring Ian Fleming--yes, that Ian Fleming--as the protagonist.

Here's a synopsis:
A tense and enthralling World War II thriller: British Naval Intelligence officer Ian Fleming races to foil a Nazi plot to assassinate FDR, Churchill and Stalin.

November 1943. Weary of his deskbound status in the Royal Navy, intelligence officer Ian Fleming spends his spare time spinning stories in his head that are much more exciting than his own life...until the critical Tehran Conference, when Winston Churchill, Franklin Roosevelt, and Joseph Stalin meet to finalize the D-Day invasion.

With the Big Three in one place, Fleming is tipped off that Hitler's top assassin has infiltrated the conference. Seizing his chance to play a part in a real-life action story, Fleming goes undercover to stop the Nazi killer. Between martinis with beautiful women, he survives brutal attacks and meets a seductive Soviet spy who may know more than he realizes. As he works to uncover the truth and unmask the assassin, Fleming is forced to accept that betrayal sometimes comes from the most unexpected quarters--and that one's literary creations may prove eerily close to one's own life. 



I discovered the world of espionage early in life. I was the last of my parents’ six children, and thus was permitted a degree of freedom unknown to my five sisters. I suspect this was due to weariness with the whole business of parenting—there are as few photographs of me as a child as there were rules. Regardless, I was packed off to bed each night with the understanding that I would almost immediately creep back downstairs and sit behind my father’s wing chair in the den, where he would invariably be established with his newspaper, and the older girls would be watching television. As long as I made no sound, everyone would pretend that I wasn’t there. As a result, I saw a lot of movies and television I was not supposed to see. From toddlerhood, I found that lurking in the shadows gave the best view of life.

I grew up on Bonanza, Petticoat Junction, Wild, Wild West, and John Wayne films. Sometimes it was Laugh In or Lost in Space. But often it was Get Smart, which I absolutely adored. Never mind 007; I wanted to be Agent 99. Agent 99 was funny, glamorous, more intelligent than the men around her, and far more competent. Plus, she could wield any sort of weapon or gadget with an insouciance that was enslaving. In go-go boots.

Once I could read, I graduated to sitting in my father’s wing chair with my legs thrown over one arm, while I consumed the adventures of the Dana Girls and Harriet the Spy. This is the only book I know of that truly captures the mind and heart of an adolescent bent on observing, collecting and analyzing intelligence in an effort to understand and predict her uncertain world—until she’s blown, and the blowback from her espionage makes her that sad figure in diplomatic circles: persona non grata. It’s a wonderful object lesson in the necessity of cover.


From Harriet, I went on to the novels of Helen MacInnes—one of the great and unfortunately less-celebrated-than-she-ought-to-be novelists of the last century. MacInnes worked for the British SIS during World War II, and her books are filled with women who are glamorous, competent, and intelligent—Agent 99s, all of them. In one of my favorites, The Venetian Affair, the male protagonist—an amateur unwittingly embroiled, as men so often are, in a life and death episode of international intrigue—is astounded to discover that the innocent blonde he has his eye on is in fact a trained CIA professional; the Paris apartment he’s been sharing with her is a safehouse. Reason enough to love Helen MacInnes.

Bond is harder for a woman to love. I say that as someone who’s read everything Ian Fleming wrote, as well as biographies of Fleming himself, memoirs of him written by his friends—and even biographies of his friends written by total strangers. I’ve read nonfiction histories of World War II that Fleming haunts like an unquiet ghost—the best being rousing rales like Ben MacIntyre’s Operation Mincemeat. 

But it’s Bond’s women that are the problem for female readers. Unlike Agent 99 or Helen MacInnes’s pros, they have ridiculous names and a habit of dying in pathetic ways. I’ve noticed this is usually because they have a fatal girl flaw—they trip while racing through the dark in high heels, or they can’t drive a stick-shift getaway car, or they drown when the chamber in which they’re imprisoned unaccountably fills with water, because their lung capacity is lower than men’s. 

This is a trope of Bond stories; Fleming must have had a fear of drowning. I give him that experience in my book, Too Bad to Die, which is the story of Ian Fleming going undercover as a spy named James Bond during World War II, in an effort to prevent the Germans from assassinating Churchill, Roosevelt, and Stalin. But I also give him something much more valuable: Siranoush, an assassin trained by SMERSH—the division of the KGB’s wartime precursor, the NKVD, responsible for counterintelligence. (You thought Fleming invented SMERSH, didn’t you? Nope. He just followed its activities during his own operative period. SMERSH is a Russian acronym that translates as “Death to Spies.”) Siranoush knows all the tradecraft and techniques Ian Fleming lacks as a London-bound desk jockey. Plus, she introduces him to vodka—shaken, not stirred. I thought it was time Bond took lessons from a competent, glamorous, and intelligent woman for a change.

I often tell people that all writers begin life as readers—and that the things we’re obsessed with as children have a way of following us through the years.

So it can hardly have been a surprise that, having exited seven years of higher education without any skill beyond the ability to read and write, I applied to the CIA. One year-long FBI background check and a polygraph later, I found myself in the Agency’s Career Trainee program—required of those slated for the covert world, but granted like a special treat to a few of us destined for Harriet’s analytic life. For the space of several months, I got to do what every proto-spy dreams of. I rappelled off a helicopter skid with an M16 strapped to my back. I endured escape-and-evasion survival training, while helicopters with forward-looking infra-red hunted me from the air. I fired grenade guns at tanks and took agent meetings in safehouses and was fitted with a disguise by the Agency section we lovingly call Q branch, after the Bond films. I left exposed film cartridges in a discarded milk carton under a particular step on the Exorcist stairs that run between M Street and N Street in Georgetown—otherwise known as a dead drop. I tried to keep my husband from spilling the beans about my mysterious absences from “the State Department” each week while I lived at The Farm, the Agency’s covert ops facility.

I learned to admire and love any number of people who live life in the shadows. I learned to treat espionage, its risks, and its immense value, with appropriate seriousness. But eventually, I came back around to my Destiny—and quit the job to write about it.

Truth may be stranger than fiction. But getting to tell a story is most of the fun of living it.

What are your spy-girl fantasies, friends?

Until next time— 

DEBS: I am so ashamed to admit that I've never read Harriet the Spy. BUT, I discovered Ian Fleming's Bond novels when I was thirteen or fourteen, and loved them. Fortunately--I think--they didn't encourage me to wear high heels with bikinis, or drown. 

I loved Helen MacInnes, too, particularly The Venetian Affair, which I intend to revisit. Spy fantasies? Not a Bond girl. But a Helen MacInnes heroine, definitely. The latest? I loved Rebecca Ferguson's Ilsa Faust in Mission Impossible: Rogue Nation.  (And as a fun side note, it's Ilsa who saves Ethan Hunt from drowning in the big underwater scene.)

REDS and readers, did you read Fleming? And what are your Spy Girl fantasies?

Francine Mathews is the author of 25 novels of mystery and suspense, including the Jane Austen Mystery Series, written under the pseudonym Stephanie Barron.


Joan Emerson said...

Did I read Ian Fleming? Indeed, but long after Harriet, who is still my favorite girl spy [but Agent 99 runs a very close second]. And although I never had spy-girl fantasies of my own, I’m definitely checking out “Too Bad to Die” . . . .

Amanda LeRougetel said...

I also loved Agent 99 on TV but I skipped over spy stories to the female PI heroines Kinsey Milhone and VI Warshawski (sp?). Will now double back to discover Helen MacInnes, and I'll explore Ian Fleming via Francine Mathews. Thanks for the interesting post!

Hank Phillippi Ryan said...

HI Francine! cannot wait to read your book--my husband loved it! ANd it is on my pile. (Awaiting my reaching my own daily word count…)

Oh, I love spy novels, especially Day of The Jackal, Eye of the Needle, and oh, Six Days of the Condor. The very best: The Charm School. ANd of course, our Susan's Maggie Hope! I am also enchanted with the Bletchley girls, and all the women who did brave things that no one's really understood. PLus the secret spies, women we might never know of--there was just an obituary for one in the paper --a truly brave spy who worked in the highest levels in WW2 and whose story is just now emerging..

And II am haunted by The Americans--there really was a couple like that--a la Charm School and The Americans-trined to be perfect Americans and living nearby in Cambridge. SO fascinating. to think about their thought processes and fears.

And yes, I read all the James Bonds when I was 13. LOVED them, and thought the women were supposed to be a joke.

FChurch said...

Helen MacInnes--yes!! The Venetian Affair is sitting on my shelf, along with Decision at Delphi, The Double Image, Pray for a Brave Heart, Neither Five nor Three--one day I'll have them all. Ian Fleming--not so much--read several, but the women got in my way. Loved Agent 99, but wanted to be Emma Peel--all those jumpsuits and fabulous cars--as well as the ability to take on any villain! I'll be looking out for your latest!

Susan Elia MacNeal said...

Love writing my own "spy girl" -- ahem, spy woman Maggie Hope of WWII's SOE. Not a big fan of Bond for the obvious reasons.

Karen in Ohio said...

Maggie Hope, Maisie Dobbs, and the Bletchley Girls--all living my girlhood dreams.

It's so encouraging to see grownup women being portrayed as the heroes in this genre. I used to enjoy the John LeCarre, Tom Clancy, Robert Ludlum books, but I got weary of the male protagonists. Heroines provide a more nuanced story, I think.

Mary Sutton said...

I read and watched Bond, but like Hank thought the women were something that was supposed to be "over the top" and not taken too seriously. So I guess that's why they didn't bother me as much.

Favorite spy novel? Day of the Jackal. Just feels so perfect to me. But I admit - I am much more comfortable reading about spies. I'd be the woman in the back room who never gets out, but cracks the code needed to save the world.

Deborah Crombie said...

Love Maggie Hope, and all the spy heroines that Karen mentioned.

Francine, I had no idea there really was a SMERSH! And I'm very curious about what got you interested in Ian Fleming. He certainly makes a great fictional character!

Deborah Crombie said...

Hank, the last book you said Jonathon loved was The Verdict, which I went out and immediately bought. LOVED it. And I'm with Jonathon on Too Bad Too Die, too. Great atmosphere and historical detail, great suspense, great characters.

Anonymous said...

In high school I devoured Helen MacInnes novels and just about any other spy novel I could get my hands on. I, too, applied to the CIA, and eventually I also realized it was not for me. I still enjoy reading a good spy yarn, though.

Happy to discover Maggie Hope through this blog, and now that I know about Stephanie's books, I'll give them a try as well.

Julia said...

I love all the espionage novels being written today by women with women protagonists. In the old classics, women are rarely more than sidepieces or victims, and it got waved away because everyone "knew" women didn't have much of a role in real-life espionage. Now we're finding out about the women at Bletchley, and women in the OSS - even the numbers of women who spied for both sides during the American Civil War!

On a different tack, I get asked a lot if I'm related to Ian Fleming. I wish! But my Flemings were Scots who came to NY state from Canada, with no side trips to Bermuda, so I'm thinking not.

Francine Mathews said...

I have thoroughly enjoyed the Maggie Hope novels, by the way--anyone who writes in the WWII period loves to find a fellow traveler. Debs, I got interested in Fleming while writing my previous book, JACK 1939, about a young Jack Kennedy on sabbatical from his junior year at Harvard, researching his senior thesis while Hitler prepares to invade Poland. Everybody in London that summer knew everybody else, it seems. Kick, Jack's sister and best friend, was friends with Pamela Digby--who went on to become Pam Churchill. And a friend of Ian's mistress, Ann O'Neil. A number of the JACK characters continue in TOO BAD TO DIE, because one story led right into the other.

When I'm writing a spy novel set in a particular year, I like to check out the bestsellers FROM that year. In 1939, it was still REBECCA, by Daphne du Maurier, and one of Leslie Charteris's Saint novels, PRELUDE FOR WAR, and ABOVE SUSPICION, by Helen MacInnes. I read both of the latter so I'd know how Hitler was viewed by British spy novelists at the time. And then gave them to Jack and his father to read.

Francine Mathews said...

I DID find Fleming tough to embrace as a character, though, Debs, because he was something of a difficult and repellant personality. Fascinating--but cold, dismissive of women, and deeply depressed. I had to reach back into his childhood to find the source of some of those destructive emotions, which is why the book has flashbacks to formative periods. Once I could pinpoint the source (perhaps; this is all fiction) of his pain, I could embody his character more easily. That's always important when working with a character who had an actual life--you have to make him/her your own as a writer, not simply present the caricature the world thinks it knows.

Francine Mathews said...

Hank, thank you for placing me in your TBR pile. And good luck on the deadline.

Francine Mathews said...

Okay: Have to ask.
Favorite Bond in film?
Favorite Bond Girl?
I'll start:
Sean Connery.
Sadly, never together.

FChurch said...

Sean Connery, no question. (To be honest, Sean Connery in just about anything).... And Ursula Andress, the first and the one-to-beat Bond girl.

Mary Sutton said...

Hands down, Sean Connery. I'm with Flora - Connery in just about anything.

Bond girl? Yeah, I'd have to go with Diana Rigg or Ursula Andress.

Deborah Crombie said...

As much as I adore Sean Connery, I think I have to go with Daniel Craig. And Eva Green, who played Vesper Lynd in Casino Royale. Unless you can count Judi Dench as a Bond girl:-)

Pat D said...

It looks like we had similar tastes way back when. Except I think Harriet the Spy was after my time. I read the Bond books in high school, since the movies were coming out then. Sean Connery is Bond. Period. She wasn't a Bond girl per se, but Honor Blackman in Goldfinger. I saw the Flint spy movies with James Coburn. They were a hoot. Loved Maxwell Smart, 99, and Siegfried and all their stupid inventions. Like the Cone of Silence. I read Helen MacInnes too. Her books were great. No dumb female victims in her stories. I can't name any other spy novels at the moment; my brain is fried. My husband, with son helping, has been thinning out his books in a major way. Boxes and boxes to go to Half Price. One of my dreams come true!

Libby Dodd said...

"James Bond" being introduced to vodka? At that time wouldn't it have been gin?

Kait said...

The Dana Girls. You know who the Dana Girls are. I can't believe it. It was one heck of a lonely world until just now. And Harriett the Spy and Helen MacInnes. Were we separated at birth? Yes, of course, I devoured Ian Fleming. And Ludlum. Thought I went to heaven when I found LeCarre. Now I have to get your books too. What fun!

Francine Mathews said...

Interesting point about the vodka, Libby--that's why I have Siranoush introduce him to it. They are traveling undercover in Tehran, for the Allied Tehran conference, and vodka was widely available because the city was jointly occupied by the British and the Russians during the war. Up to that point, most westerners had not tasted vodka. And yes, gin was the usual British tipple, except Ian Fleming preferred Laphroaig scotch. It was hard to obtain during the war because the distillery was shut down--Islay was part of Scotland's naval defense area. Thanks for the great question!

Francine Mathews said...

I have a collection of Dana Girls first editions, Kait, and recently reread THE MYSTERIOUS FIREPLACE, over Christmas, because it's a great Christmas mystery. I share my Dana Girls passion with Dean James. :) I have to say with Hank, however, that one of the greatest later spy novels is Nelson DeMille's CHARM SCHOOL. It's brilliant. Along with LeCarre's RUSSIA HOUSE, it really captures that Cold War world that will not come again.

Kathy Reel said...

I haven't read Ian Fleming because I've never been an avid spy/espionage novel fan. My tastes run to mystery and crime that involve detectives and police and amateur sleuths. However, having said that I'm not a spy novel fan, I can immediately think of exceptions, the most obvious one being how much I love Susan's Maggie Hope series. I do think I enjoy the historical fiction element of Susan's series and am just not a contemporary spy fan.

Francine, I have been working my way to reading the Jane Austin mysteries for over a year now. You are ever most in my sights to add as a favorite author. I have a too lengthy list of series I'm trying to catch up on, and yours is rapidly rising to the top. I do, at the very least, plan on having Too Bad to Die read before Bouchercon in my frantic drive to read certain authors I haven't read before New Orleans. I can't wait to read I will probably wait and start the Jane Austen mysteries after Bouchercon, as I have tendency to want to read straight through a series once I've started it, and I have too much reading to do by September to do that.

I am someone who would rather read the book than watch the movie, so it is with some embarrassment that I admit that I have seen the Bond movies, even though I haven't read the books. I will have to go with Sean Connery as my favorite Bond.

Deborah Crombie said...

The Dana girls? How did I miss these?? Going to look them up. (When I finish the book:-))

Sonja Stone said...

Francine, my sister and I adored Get Smart! And I agree about Agent 99--she's who I wanted to be! Great post.

Anonymous said...

Loved the James Bond movies because they were very visual. This was in the days before subtitles. Otherwise I would watch foreign films with English subtitles. When you grow up with a profound hearing loss, access to dialogue is important.

I get what you mean about the women - I never thought they were real - the characters seemed more like cartoon characters to me.

Loved lost in space too.

I have Helen MacInnes on my TBR list.

Maisie Dobbs and Nancy Drew are among my favorite female detectives.

Read your book about JFK in Europe. And love the Jane Austen mysteries too!

Thank you for a great blog!


Francine Mathews said...

Kathy, if you start the Janes after Bouchercon you should reach the Christmas Jane at exactly the right time of year. :)
THanks for all the great comments and questions, folks--
Happy summer reading.

Rhonda Lane said...

Um, so sorry to be the picky noodge. The groovy Sixties female spy in the photo isn't Agent 99, played by Barbara Feldon. That's April Dancer, aka actor Stefanie Powers, the Girl from UNCLE.

Yes, I was an UNCLE fan, too. Writing and illustrating my own stories is how I got started down this zany path.