Now, obviously, this isn't something I would write in a blurb. Which I have had two unsuccessful shots at, I might add. Paula's editor sent me a copy of the first Mercy Carr mystery, A BORROWING OF BONES. I thought I would blurb it. But I was just three months past Ross's death and had way overestimated my ability to focus. Missed the deadline. Then, this past summer, I bumped into Paula at Thrillerfest. I told her how much I loved A BORROWING OF BONES and asked if she could use a quote for BLIND SEARCH. (Ever polite, Paula didn't mention she already had raves from Lee Child and Lisa Gardner.) But when I asked her editor for an ARC, I was told it was too late for a blurb. (I did, however, get a copy. Yay!)
Which may be just as well, because every time I recommend this series to someone, I wind up saying, "It's me. With dogs." Of course, it's not exactly like my books. Paula has her own unique voice and edge. But there's a damaged army vet and a handsome local lawman. There's action and suspense and a bittersweet romance. And perhaps most of all, there's the setting: the beautiful, singular, dangerous, half-settled and half wild Northeast. Which is what Paula is going to talk about today.
Thank you, Julia, and all you lovely Jungle Reds for
inviting me for tea. For that is how I think of dropping by here, not as the
usual blog check-in, but rather as tea time with some of the most talented, fun,
and funny writers and readers I know.
As I sit here in my comfy armchair in my study, all cozy
with my tea (English Breakfast, milk and sugar), a nor’easter howls outside, high
winds tumbling flower pots and tossing tree limbs and scattering leaves. The windows
rattle as the rain pelts the panes and the walls creak, but we figure our old
Colonial has been surviving these storms for 269 years (and we put a new roof
on last year), so we’re safe enough.
After living in Northern California for nearly twenty years,
where there is little actual weather but lots of natural disasters, I learned
the hard way that the ever-changing New England climate demands preparation,
planning, and patience.
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Mud rooms are a necessity, for, well, mud. And rain and snow
and sleet and leaves and acorns and even ladybugs (who knew). You need ready
access to boots, umbrellas, shovels, scrapers, sand, blankets, a first aid kit,
water, a whistle, bug spray, and sunscreen—and if you’re smart you’ve got all
that in your four-wheel drive vehicle as well. That’s how variable the weather
is.
As Mark Twain said, “If you don’t like the weather in New
England now, just wait a few minutes.” This is why—contrary to our xenophobic
reputation—talking to New Englanders is so easy. You can always talk about the
weather, sports (the Red Sox, the Patriots, the Celtics, or the Bruins, not
necessarily in that order), and/or the route you took to get wherever you now
find yourself.
This is also why I set my Mercy Carr series in New England.
Weather makes a great character, and here it’s as much a part of the setting as
quaint villages and back country roads and deep, dark forests. Especially in
the second book of the series, BLIND SEARCH, which debuts this week.
Now that I’m a seasoned New Englander (at least in my own
mind), weather plays a key role in my stories, just as it plays in my life.
What role does weather play in your life, real or imagined? Which of your best/worst
weather stories are you willing to share?
Pour yourself a cup of tea, and let’s talk about the
weather….
PAULA MUNIER is a senior agent with Talcott
Notch Literary, specializing in commercial fiction and nonfiction, and the USA
TODAY bestselling author of the Mercy Carr mysteries. A Borrowing of Bones, the first in the series, was nominated for the Mary Higgins
Clark Award. The second, Blind Search, pubs this month. She’s
written three popular books on writing: Plot Perfect, TheWriter’s Guide to Beginnings, and Writing with QuietHands, as well as Fixing Freddie and HappierEvery Day.











