"Where do you get your ideas?"
by Carla Damron, author of the Caleb Knowles Mystery Series
As a mystery writer, I’m often asked this question.
It’s right there with, “How did you get your publisher?” and “Which way to the
ladies’ room?” (That’s a question we authors used to get at book signings, back
when there were these places called “bookstores”). I must confess though, I
HATE to get the “where do you get your ideas” question.
I mean, it’s a reasonable query, and I don’t spite
the asker of the question. But it makes me face something a little unpleasant
about myself: I NEVER run out of murderous plots. I know plenty of people who
need killing (by my pen). When I read in the newspaper about a chemical spill,
I couldn’t help but mentally file it away under “Death by poison,” in the sick
filing cabinet I have in my brain. I can’t walk through a hardware store
without marveling at all the potential murder weapons. I once stood in front of
a giant auger for a full ten minutes imagining a creepoid killer using it to
bury bodies. (That thing had an eighteen-inch bit—who wouldn’t see its homicidal
potential?)
And you don’t want to sit beside me on a plane. The
poor guy who introduced himself to me and said he was an “environmental
engineer” probably didn’t expect an hour of interrogation about what industrial
solvents are the most lethal. When a friend described how his bone marrow
treatment for leukemia actually altered his blood type, I sympathized, I
celebrated his recovery— then pondered how a killer might exploit the change in
blood type, especially if the police had old blood evidence on file. This is
just how my mind works.
There are advantages to this little quirk of mine.
When a good friend was horribly mistreated by a jerk on her job, I looked her
in the eye and promised: “I will kill him in my next novel.” And I will—though
it will be under a different name and gender. There is little I can offer my
buddy who is going through a horrific divorce, but her ex and his mistress may
add to the body count in some upcoming project. And that newspaper article
about the coach who turned out to be a predator of little boys? Oh yeah. He’s
going down.
Note: Fiction can be a very therapeutic outlet. (My
husband says he feels safe as long as I keep writing.)
So the question “where do I get my ideas” isn’t one
I struggle with. My problem is this: I have so many plots in my head, so many
murders to write, I can’t possibly get to them all. I’m not a fast writer—it
takes a year for me to complete a novel—so, if I’m to write every murder I have
on my list, I need to live to be (have my calculator out, doing the math …)
nine hundred and twelve years old.
I better start working out.
The next time I’m at a book signing, and a reader
asks me where I get my ideas, I think I’ll smile politely and reply, “Been to
any hardware stores lately?”
Carla, I'm in the early concept stage of a novel and this post just made my morning. Not to mention got me out of my "Poor me, I can never think of anything interesting to write about" funk!
ReplyDeleteMichael Kelberer
See, Michael! You just need to visit a hardware store!
ReplyDeleteHow about a writers group where one of the more successful (read: published) writers harshly critiques a member who's not published. The unpublished writer then uses one of the author's previous plots to murder her?
ReplyDeleteSam
Great post, Carla. As always, you made me laugh and think. As a writer of historical fiction, I tell people that I get "vibes" (I'm a 60's girl)when I watch Rev War reenactors charging across a field, when I read an epitaph on a 1700s tombstone, or when in a Colonial era home illumined by a candle. Come to think of it, you could probably write a murder mystery in each of those places.
ReplyDeleteMake it nine hundred and sixteen. I have a couple I need you to add. Hang on...nine hundred and eighteen...or twenty. Wait. Nine hundred and thirty six.
ReplyDeleteI think I may have to be an alibi for a couple of you.
ReplyDeleteI, too, Carla, have more ideas than I can write. I think that the real problem is honing those ideas into stories with real beginnings, middles and ends. How those ideas are transformed is the art.
ReplyDeleteI prefer to eavesdrop at restaurants.
ReplyDeleteI prefer, "Where do you get your ideas?" to "I have so many ideas. One day, I'm going to have to sit down a write a book."
ReplyDeleteAs you so nicely put it, it takes most of us more than one day.
Just keep writing, Carla. I saw a plastic blue spider and thought of you this morning, or rather, I thought of Caleb Knowles and Spider Blue. Can a plastic spider be used as a weapon?
ReplyDeleteLove your blog, Carla. I also don't lack for ideas. There are so many places to get them. It's finding the time to get them all down into something that has like E.B. mentioned, a beginning, middle and end that works.
ReplyDeleteThis is great, Carla! I had no idea you had such a villainous side! Now that I've read this, I think it's a good thing I don't have a horse anymore. Who knows the sorts of murder weapons I'd observe walking around the barn!
ReplyDeleteThis year's most popular and scariest Halloween costume? Carla at Lowe's.
ReplyDeleteExcellent, thought-provoking post. I don't usually imagine how to kill people, but ask me about any accident that could happen at any time, and I'm a wealth of ideas. Maybe we should get together.
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