LIES SHE TOLD--Or Did She?

HANK PHILLIPPI RYAN: Craig Johnson tells the story about how the biggest lie in fiction is that disclaimer in the front of the book that says: "This is a work of fiction. All characters, locations and events portrayed in this novel are products of the author's imagination....."  Something like that. You've seen it.

Well, sure they are. Products of our imaginations. But as the incredibly talented Cate Holahan says the author's imagination gets fueled by reality. So what's real--and what's made up?

CATE HOLAHAN: The hilltops smoked. I watched the swirling vapor as my boots sunk into the spongy, moss-covered ground beneath my new hiking boots. The wisps rose, not fell. I couldn’t ascribe them to the clouds that tumbled over the tallest peaks ahead in a slow motion waterfall. This was different.

 

This, as I would soon learn, was dangerous.

"Watch your step and stay close behind.” Our Icelandic mountain guide shouted over his shoulder at me and my fellow travelers. His name was Helgy, and he nearly matched my pre-conceived picture of an Icelandic wilderness guide. Tall. Tow-head. A modern-day Viking complete with broad shoulders propping up a water-proof, Gore-tex jacket. Only the beard that I’d imagined would cover the face of any proper Norse descendant was missing.

Helgy halted at a ridge and motioned for the stragglers to join him. He pointed below. “It’s twice the boiling point. Maybe more.”

I peered down at the milky pool steaming in the crater inches from Helgy’s feet, fighting my insane desire to strip down to my bathing suit. The water beckoned, a private blue lagoon for the five people in our hiking party. An escape from the island’s frigid summer air.

“I want to get in,” a friend said, echoing my thoughts.

“Well, you’d never get out.” Helgy’s smile dropped into a serious line that made up for the lack of beard. “It would melt off your legs and then, since there is nothing to hold on to, you’d sink below and disappear.”

I looked from the bubbling pool to admire the bucolic landscape boiling before us. “Wow,” I said. “There are so many ways to get rid of a body up here.”

And, just like that, I had a story idea. Later that night, in the safety of my hotel room, I sketched out an entire novel.

I retell this vacation anecdote because it touches upon the theme of my latest thriller, Lies She Told (Crooked Lane Books. Sept. 12, 2017). Where do writers get their ideas? How do they twist the truth to create fiction? Where are the lines beneath the lies?

     Lies She Told concerns a suspense writer, Liza, whose work-in-progress novel points at clues to a disappearance in her real life. The story alternates between Liza and the tale of Beth, her novel’s protagonist. After a body is found, the lines between Liza’s real life and her fiction begin to blur, forcing Liza to question the origins of her ideas. Has she subconsciously picked up on details about the people closest to her that could reveal a killer? How much of her art is an abstraction from her actual life? What is her fiction showing about her latent desires, suspicions, and frustrations? 

Whenever I write, I ask myself these same questions. My characters, I know, are amalgamations of people in my real life, fictional folks in admired novels, and myself. As my protagonist says in Lies She Told, “to be a writer is to be a life thief. Everyday, I rob myself blind.” 

When writing, I continually wonder where I am drawing the line and whether I am crossing boundaries that I shouldn’t.

Good fiction must have deep characters that are more than fractions of their creator. My people have to come from me without being boring, old me—or my lovely, but far-too-functional for thrillers, friends. 

I evaluate my characters against what I believe to have inspired them, constantly checking whether I have abstracted enough. Is this character too recognizable as my best friend from high school or have I stolen her speech patterns but actually based the personality on someone/thing else? 

Is a character reacting the way I imagine that I would in a similar scenario or is she being true to her backstory and responding in a way that is organic to how her was raised? Are my characters actions naturally leading to plot elements or am I orchestrating from on high, forcing plot points and the story I want to tell instead of the tale that would flow from my fictional people?

I think all writers must do a similar kind of analysis to make sure that they are telling a rich story with varied characters that act in accordance with their invented histories. Just because I am writing the story doesn’t mean I get to control it. My book’s protagonist, Liza, certainly doesn’t.

HANK: Authors, how do you handle real-life characters who try to get into your books?  Readers, do you think authors are making people up--or stealing from real life? 

Cate Holahan is the USA Today Bestselling author of The Widower's Wife (Crooked Lane Books, Aug. 2016) named to Kirkus' Best Books of 2016. Her third suspense thriller, Lies She Told (Crooked Lane Books, Sept. 12, 2017) was a September pick by Book of the Month Club.  In a former life, she was an award-winning journalist that wrote for The Record, The Boston Globe, and BusinessWeek. She lives in NJ with her husband, two daughters, and food-obsessed dog, and spends a disturbing amount of time highly-caffeinated, mining her own anxieties for material.  

LIES SHE TOLD:  The truth can be darker than fiction. Liza Cole, a once-successful novelist whose career has seen better days, has one month to write the thriller that could land her back on the bestseller list. Meanwhile, she’s struggling to start a family, but her husband is distracted by the disappearance of his best friend, Nick. As stresses weigh her down in her professional and personal lives, Liza escapes into writing the chilling exploits of her latest heroine, Beth.

Beth, a new mother, suspects her husband is cheating on her while she’s home caring for their newborn. Angry and betrayed, she aims to catch him in the act and make him pay for shattering the illusion of their perfect life. But before she realizes what she’s doing, she’s tossing the body of her husband’s mistress into the East River.

Then, the lines between Liza’s fiction and her reality eerily blur. Nick’s body is dragged from the East River, and Liza’s husband is arrested for his murder. Before her deadline is up, Liza will have to face up to the truths about the people around her, including her own. If she doesn’t, the end of her heroine’s story could be the end of her own.

The Amazing Tale of Karen Dionne

HANK PHILLIPPI RYAN:  Okay, so say you’re a writer.  Say you’ve written for years, with moderate success. Say you fill your life with helping other writers—with organizing conferences and doing the complicated stuff and generally being wonderful and supportive and enthusiastic and hardworking.

And then just say, you have a great idea for a book. And you do it and do it and do it.  And then-wow. It sells to a publisher. A big publisher. And it really really sells. Sells so well you can finally—well…it’s not about the money.  

But you still worry—what if everyone hates it? Lee Child reads it. Says:   I loved this book.  Publishers Weekly gives it a star and says: Exceptional.

Good, huh? But wait, there’s more.

And then one Sunday morning, you open the New York Times.  And the review says: “Brilliant. …in its balance of emotional patience and chapter-by-chapter suspense, THE MARSH KING’S DAUGHTER is about as good as a thriller can be.”

That means you are Karen Dionne.

Wow. And Karen Dionne is about as good as a person can be! No one deserves these accolades and this success and this  much fun more than she does.

She’s crazy on book tour, but promises to stop in. 

Hey, Karen! Congratulations! So--your novel takes its title from a Hans Christian Anderson fable. That’s about a young woman named Helga, who was beautiful and terrible during the day and an ugly (but very sweet)  frog at night.  So--does that inform the novel?

KAREN: Yes—in “The Marsh King’s Daughter,” one of Anderson’s longer fairy tales, the main character is the daughter of a beautiful Egyptian princess and the evil Marsh King.  And right, by day, the girl is beautiful like her mother, but has her father’s wicked, wild temperament, while at night, she takes on her mother’s gentle nature in the guise of a hideous frog.

In the novel, Helena is also the product of an innocent and a monster, half good, half bad, and like the Marsh King’s daughter in the fairy tale, she struggles with her dual nature.

  

HANK: It’s crazy psychological suspense, and also a “back to nature” novel. What’s it about?

KAREN: THE MARSH KING’S DAUGHTER is the story of a woman whose father escapes from a maximum-security prison, and is coming her way through the swamps of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula wilderness. Only Helena has the skill-set to track him down, because she grew up in the marsh, living with her mother and father in total isolation until she was twelve. Even though she never saw another human during all that time, she loved her life—until she learned that her father kidnapped her mother when her mother was a teen, and that Helena is the product of that abduction.

Now a grown woman with children of her own, Helena must use the hunting and tracking skills her father taught her when she was a child to hunt him down before he can kidnap her and her two young daughters.

HANK: It’s such a scary idea, you know? Telling the story of the daughter born to a kidnapped woman and her captor.

KAREN: I’ve always been intrigued by people who rise above a less-than-perfect childhood, and certainly the situation of a child born to a kidnapped woman and her captor is extreme. That said, I didn’t consciously decide to tell the story of such a woman; instead, I woke up in the night with the first sentences of THE MARSH KING’S DAUGHTER fully formed in my head. I wasn’t dreaming about this character, she was just there, talking to me.

Middle-of-the-night ideas don’t always look quite as wonderful in the morning, but this one did. So I wrote a few paragraphs in her voice as if she were telling me who she was.

HANK: And?

KAREN: Before long, I was so captivated by this as-yet-unnamed character, I decided I needed find a story for her. I love books that offer a modern spin on a fairy tale, such as Eowyn Ivey’s The Snow Child, so I pulled my childhood fairy tale books off the shelf and started paging through them. When I discovered Hans Christian Anderson’s “The Marsh King’s Daughter,” I knew this dark, complex tale would form the perfect backbone for Helena’s story.

HANK: It’s so gritty, and realistic, and raw and  wild.   The novel’s set in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, and that’s a place you know well.  Right?

KAREN: Yes! During the 1970s, my husband and I homesteaded in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula with our infant daughter, living in a tent while we built our tiny cabin, carrying water from a nearby stream, and sampling wild foods, so I definitely bequeathed to Helena my love of wild places and my ease with nature.

My living situation wasn’t nearly as extreme as Helena’s, so some of the skills she possesses, I do not. Though I can recognize many wild plants and know which parts are safe to eat and how to cook them, I’ve never hunted, or fished, or trapped—our meat came from the grocery store. That said, I can bake a mean batch of biscuits in an iron skillet on top of a wood stove, and I know how to get a lot of mileage out of a single bucket of water. (Step one: use the fresh, clean, hot water to rinse your dishes. Step two: use the still-warm soapy rinse water to wash the floor. Step three: use the dirty mop water to water your houseplants, or the garden.)

My husband I lived in the Upper Peninsula for 30 years. We came back to the Detroit area when our children were nearly grown so they could have better job and education opportunities, and also to be closer to our aging parents.

 HANK: In your book, Helena has a complex relationship with her father.  Because  at first—she doesn’t know the real reality.  As a child, she’d never seen another person!

KAREN: Exactly. Helena’s father is a self-centered narcissist who doesn’t deserve her love, yet she gives it to him unconditionally. In turn he uses her natural interests to shape her into a miniature version of himself, so in that sense, she is as much his captive as her mother.

And yet she doesn’t feel captive, or deprived in any way; she loves her life in the marsh, hunting and fishing and foraging, and she loves her father, the same as any child. It’s not until she grows older and begins to develop her own moral compass that she questions what he does.

This is what makes her situation so heartbreaking: her father has taken advantage of the normal love a child has for a parent and twisted it to his own ends.

HANK: Were you influenced by other novels such as Room or A Stolen Life as you wrote? What other books or writers have influenced you?

KAREN: While I did read A Stolen Life for research, I deliberately avoided reading Room as I was writing because I wanted to keep my mind clear in order to stay true to Helena’s story.

As for books that influence me, I adore terrifically written novels that take me deep into a world I know nothing about: Paulette Jile’s News of the World, Adam Johnson’s The Orphan Master’s Son, Colson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad, Tea Obreht’s The Tiger’s Wife, Yann Martel’s The Life of Pi, as well as older titles such as Pearl S. Buck’s The Good Earth and E.M. Forrester’s A Passage to India.

HANK: Wow.  SO happy for you!  (And oh, by the away, gang, rights have been sold in 21 countries, and the book has been optioned for film. La dee dah. Just another normal day. J )  

And I know you are racing around—so stop by when you can.

 The very idea of living in the wild like that makes me run for an electrical outlet. How about you, Reds and Readers? Could you live in a tiny cabin in the woods?

And I’ll give an autographed copy of THE MARSH KING’S DAUGHTER to one lucky commenter!

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Karen Dionne is the author of The Marsh King’s Daughter, a dark psychological suspense out June 13, 2017 from G.P. Putnam’s Sons. She is the cofounder of the online writers community Backspace, the organizer of the Salt Cay Writers Retreat, and a member of the International Thriller Writers, where she served on the board of directors. She has been honored by the Michigan Humanities Council as a Humanities Scholar, and lives with her husband in Detroit’s northern suburbs.