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30.10.07
Saving this here, as it were, because it ties into something I’ve been kicking around my head for the past few days (sure, sure, I hear you say, coming from Mr “Incidental Cannibalism”) and I don’t want to lose track of it. Sandra’s already commented on it, and it appeared here courtesy of Mr Mosby.
There is a real question here that bothers me as a crime writer: what are we doing? Because you hear so much about the value of our stories, and what we ‘have to say’ about real-life violence, and so on. So why would be bothered if a real-life case reflects our writing? Surely, we’ve got things to say that people need to hear? We’ve got insight.
And it bothers me because I’m not sure we have. We want to be taken on literary terms, but where there might be a Roth or a DeLillo - even an Amis - who’s unafraid to tackle confrontational themes in their fiction, where’s the crime equivalent? Where’s the guy or girl who can stick out their novel in the midst of media furore and say “fuck you, I’m not exploiting this, you are, and I’ve got interesting things to say”? Can you think of a single mainstream crime author, and - if not - what does that say about our genre?
Playing devil’s advocate, of course, but I do wonder. If we’re not exploiting real-life tragedy to make entertainment, why would be ashamed of what we do?
Something to come, but probably not until tomorrow at the earliest.





