Showing posts with label Miss Marple. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Everything old is.... by Cathy Ace


Craft: Which crime fiction archetype do you find truly essential to the genre? Which would you like to see retired for a while?

Having been briefed to not use a Jungian interpretation of the word “archetype” for this blog, I shall also add that I will also do my best (WARNING: it’s going to happen however hard I try!) to avoid alluding to the work of Canadian Northrop Frye, who was instrumental in developing an at-the-time revolutionary understanding of literary criticism, placing at the center of his “archetypical criticism” the idea of a framework of shared mythology lying behind any “current” ideology that might be expressed.


I should also tell you – by way of full disclosure – that I studied literature at university, until I was completely turned off by a tutor whose almost-manic espousal of the Cambridge Critics’ approach led me to change my specialism from literature and philosophy to psychology and sociology. I’m glad I did, because it allowed me to seek to understand the human condition on my own terms – then interpret it in my writing – rather than spending years critiquing how others wrote about it, with no suitable background knowledge: a process of literary criticism based upon linguistics, sociological, psychological and philosophical insights needs an understanding of those very issues…so I decided to start there, rather than with the criticism itself.



To be clear, when it comes to archetypes I’m talking about the slutty femme fatale who'll do anything to get what she wants...which usually involves the use then downfall of a man;  or the divorced cop/PI with a drinking/smoking/etc. problem who, nevertheless, pursues justice at all costs; busy-body sleuths who are actually motivated by an overwhelming sense of right vs wrong, and are determined to see that those who do wrong are punished; the brilliant if eccentric investigator who bobs and weaves through complex puzzle plots, often seeming to want to solve them for the sake of the puzzle not the victim...and so forth. 

And, to answer today’s question – I like them all, and believe they are all as necessary today as they have ever been. And when I say “have ever been”, what I mean is they have always been there, since the earliest mythologies.


Why do I like them all?

I see these archetypes as being the benchmarks against which readers read, and I believe we authors write with them in mind, write around them, and write against them as we craft our tales, and the people who populate them. We cannot ignore them, because they are so deeply entrenched in our crime-fiction-fan minds that they are a constant reference point.





As an author, I constantly refer to our collective understanding of archetypes, and I don’t think any of them need to be retired because…what’s the point? They still exist in every reader’s mind, even when they aren’t on the page, and each reader has enough choice of authors and titles available to them to avoid any that irk them, personally.

To be honest, I believe many readers are drawn to archetypes, because they allow for so much character-based storytelling to be dealt with in what’s effectively a “shorthand”, allowing the author and the reader to work in cahoots…until, maybe, the author throws a twist into the tale to delight the reader…which, in itself, usually uses the “rules of archetype” to allow the twist to be a twist.

Good writers give us new interpretations of archetypes; the best writers nuance them to the extent we can even see a potentially new archetype emerge. But even then – even if they manage that – the benchmarks are still there. 







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Monday, January 8, 2018

Why? Or, Rather, Why Not?



Q: Why did you decide to become a writer and in particular a writer of crime fiction?

- from Susan

I’m curious to know how other Minds will respond to this challenge. For me, it was never a question. I was a writer, even as a young child. It didn’t occur to me, ever, that I would not write, or that whatever I did would not include writing. The only competition for my time was making art and I did entertain the idea of becoming a professional artist through my first two years of college. Even then, I had as many English courses as art classes. At some point in my sophomore year, I came to the regretful conclusion that I was not as original or as prodigiously talented as the 20th century masters I admired. I graduated with a double major in art and literature.

During those college years, I learned something else: I’m not good at so many things, for example, waiting on tables at an old-fashioned resort on the Jersey shore, standing behind a counter at a gift shop on Cape Cod, babysitting 10-year old twins on the beach…

What started me down the path to crime fiction? I always read, copiously and widely. I loved mysteries, especially series, and indulged in them happily for years – Agatha Christie, Rex Stout, John D MacDonald, Dick Francis – while working as a reporter, a freelance writer, a newspaper editor, and then a PR person. I got the itch to try it myself after reading just about all of the Nero Wolfe novels one summer. Stout made it look easy, fun – a way to tease the world about silly social conventions and paint portraits of imaginary people he’d probably love to hang out with. The structure of mystery novels was appealing. It was appealing that they had a structure, without which my ambition to write fiction would crash and burn.





I went to a couple of mystery writing conferences (where I first met the late and deeply admired Sue Grafton and had my first experience of her kindness and humor). I started a cop story but couldn’t get inside the head of a policewoman. Started a private eye story, but was too far ahead of myself to pull the biotech plotline together.

My job, which wasn’t merely a day job but an interesting career with lots of writing and speaking work, was taking me more and more into the world of the very rich, not always a great place to be when you aren’t one of them. I remembered Archie Goodwin’s pleasure in thumbing his nose at snobs and thought, “Yes, I can get into that head space!” And when an artist my S.O. had to work with behaved like a jerk, I thought, “I can kill the arrogant bastard in a book!” Writing crime fiction became a personal goal, a priority, and a way of creating a landscape more to my liking. Maybe not as easy as Rex Stout made it look, but definitely fun and mentally rewarding. Five books later, I still think crime fiction writing is a great profession.