Jackie King is on a Partners in Crime tour with her latest book: The Corpse who Walked in the Door. Today I have a 5Ws interview with Jackie and tomorrow more about her book including a review and giveaway! So make sure you stop by tomorrow too.
Jackie King loves books, writing tall tales, and murdering the people she dislikes on paper. Her latest mystery The Corpse Who Walked in the Door is available in ebook format. She is a member of Sisters in Crime, Mystery Writers of America, Romance Writers of America, Oklahoma Writers Federation, and Tulsa NightWriters.
Who is your favorite literary sleuth?
Miss Marple, Agatha Christie’s old maid sing to Norman to attend The University of Oklahoma. At the local drug story, which also happened to be the bus stop, I picked up thirty-five cent paperback copy of A BODY IN THE LIBRARY. I fell into the pages of this book and was hooked for life. (And yes, at that time I did pay 35 cents for the book. I also worked part time for 75 cents an hour at a Plumbing Company.)
What made you start murdering people (on paper of course)?
I was 17-years-old and was studying creative writing under two writing-teacher-greats at OU, Walter Campbell and Foster-Harris. After reading as many mysteries as I could find, I decided to try it myself. I finished my first mystery, titled THE DEATH OF LOVELY ANN, when I was 18. It was never published, and I still have a hand-typed copy. (Rave reviews from my mother and my sister, though.)
Where did you get the inspiration for your corpse series? Are there really B&B sitters?
I vacationed at lovely and charming B&B in Alameda, California. I traveled with a friend, who had been sent by her company to learn a new software. She was busy with classes during the day, and I spent my time soaking up the charming ambiance and walking through the lovely Victorian neighborhood to the beach. I also became friends with our hostess, who happened to be an Inn-Sitter. She explained that she made her living, year around, doing this. She had a long list of regular clients, and she stayed booked up for a year in advance.
My stay was pure luxury. She served a different, 5-course breakfast every morning we were there. Everything was made from scratch. Most B&B’s furnish cereal, milk, fruit and pastries. But I didn’t know that at the time. Being spoiled was something I decided I didn’t want to give up. At least not in my imagination.
One afternoon, after walking to the beach and back, I collapsed on my charming, antique bed and began to play my favorite writer’s-game. What if?
What if when I came home, there was a dead body in my bed?
And what if he was naked?
And what if the police thought that I had killed him?
And what if, suddenly, I had no resources at all? No money. No credit cards and no job skills to use making myself a living.
I love that game.
As I dreamed up answers to my questions, I knew I wanted to create a character who started the adventure with very little real-life experience. I decided she needed to be from a wealthy family. whose life had always been privileged. I wanted her to be middle aged, and to have no job skills, then I’d put her in as much trouble as possible. Because kids have been a part of my adult life, I added a teenaged son. The cat came later. I love kids and animals.
Why did you begin writing mysteries instead of just reading them?
This type of mystery is something that I love to read.
Will we be able to catch up with Grace’s adventures again? Any new books or series in the works?
I expect that Grace will go on as long as I go on. As I wrote book 2, I began getting really tired of her sometimes wishy-washy nature. She seemed guileless and she made some bad decisions. So I had her to evolve, and to like herself better for it.
In book 3, my current work-in-progress, Grace continues developing her own character, and making better decisions. Grace, Theodora and Trouble fly back to Grace’s hometown of Tulsa, Oklahoma. She intends to file divorce from her unfaithful husband, and live a quiet life.
She didn’t count on another dead body showing up next door.