The first Wednesday jostles itself front and center again, and that means it’s Insecure Writer’s Support Group day, when this amazing community of writers connect and reach out to support one another. We discuss struggles and triumphs and offer a words of encouragement to our fellow scriveners.
Captain Ninja’s February 7 question – What do you love about the genre you write in most often?
My snap answer is, what’s NOT to love about mystery? But that’s a bit evasive, and in my twisted worlds (real and imaginary) when someone answers a question with a question, I am immediately suspicious that said answer-dodger is guilty of of nefarious doings.
Why won’t you answer the question? What are you hiding? Were you in the parlour with the candlestick?
No. I was definitely in the library with the revolver. And a glass of wine. [and everyone who knows me will swear to this on a Bible. Alibis are in place, people.]
Back to the question.
Mystery. The genre is so versatile. There’s something for everyone. Cozy, hard-boiled, soft-boiled, every possible career choice is portrayed as glamorous and exciting in the mystery world. Killers, thrillers, spillers. Historical mysteries, historical romance mysteries, regular romance mysteries. Funny, not funny, downright gory. Graphic torture scenes are disturbingly popular right now and I, for one, refuse to read one more book that includes detailed graphic violence against women, no matter how much the author insists that it is “necessary” to bring these crimes to light.
Oh wait. I’m supposed to talk about what I love about the genre, not meander off on a political rant about stories glorifying violence against women.
What I love. I love getting wrapped up a good puzzle. I love an intellectual challenge. I love a fast ride with compelling characters racing to make right out of wrong. I love learning something new. I love getting to know characters and following them on their journeys through a series.
But mostly I love that a certain girl detective, while driving a blue roadster enroute to meet friends for luncheon, grabbed my imagination and planted a seed in my young mind. That seed sprouted into the ridiculous notion that girls like me could be independent and do amazing things at a time in space when the only career choices on my horizon were secretary and nurse. Perhaps only women of a certain age, when Nancy Drew was published pre-’70s, still remember this reality. Much progress has been made, but the journey is not complete.
Mystery has entertained, educated, and inspired me throughout my life. I hope my stories will do the same.
Many thanks to our awesome co-hosts for this posting of the IWSG: