Simon Sez in The Snickerdoodle Kerfuffle
I’m not one of those
writers that always wanted to be a writer. I didn’t write my first short story
at 5 or a picaresque novella at 8 or a trilogy of novels known as “the puberty
cycle” at 12. I don’t really remember what I wanted to be. Probably some bastard
combination of super-hero, architect, and farmer (Superarchifarmer?). The idea
of putting stories down on paper didn’t occur to me until college and even then
it was as a screenwriter (and as screenwriting falls somewhere between bumper
stickers and greeting cards in terms of literary merit, I’m not even sure that
counts).
And while I wasn’t a
writer as a kid, I was a voracious reader. I may have grown up on a farm in the
middle of the desert, but that house was filled with books. Not a bookcase
against the wall in the den, but overflowing with books. I’m talking tonnage.
When I packed the books up after my Pop passed away, there were over 10,000
volumes.
And a big part of my early
reading other than comic books was mystery series books: Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew
(yes, boys read Nancy Drew), Encyclopedia Brown, and The Three
Investigators. This was, of course,
before I graduated to Robert E. Howard and Edgar Rice Burroughs, another
teenager converted by the awesome power of Frank Frazetta. It took me a while to get back to reading
mysteries, but I never forgot a lot of those childhood bookventures.
When I sat down to write
a story for FEEDING KATE, I knew that food had to be an integral part of the
story. The first idea that jumped in my head was stolen cookies. Don’t ask me why. Maybe I was hungry. Not too
hard-boiled, to be sure. I mean, I have a reputation to uphold (or so I sadly
tell myself). Stolen cookies? It sounded like an Encyclopedia Brown story.
But Encyclopedia Brown
was too Sherlocky. The Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew were the Poirot and Marple of
the teen mystery set. And while the Three Investigators had some edge (their
hideout was in a junkyard!), they used their brains too much to be considered badass.
Where was Li’l Phil Marlowe or Sammy Spade? Where was the kid who was willing
to ask the hard questions, play rough with the boys and rougher with the dames,
and at the end of the day, have the grass stains to prove it?
That’s how the hard-boiled
kid detective Simon Sez came to be. At eleven, he’s got ten good reasons you
shouldn’t mess with him. His fingers when they’re in fists.
FEEDING KATE inspired
me. I enjoyed the hell out of writing the story, and I’m considering writing
more stories with Simon. We’ll see. I did see the titles “The Boy Who Was Not It”
and “The Dill Pickle Stickler” written in the margins of some notes. That might
be enough to get me started.
But for now, the only
place to read “Simon Sez in The Snickerdoodle Kerfuffle” is in the pages of
FEEDING KATE. Simon Sez says buy it.
Johnny Shaw is the author of the
novels DOVE SEASON and BIG MARIA. His work has also appeared in Thuglit, Crime
Factory, Plots with Guns, and various anthologies.
He is the creator and editor of the online fiction publication BLOOD
& TACOS, a loving homage to men’s adventure paperbacks of the
1970′s & 1980′s.
You can find him online at www.johnnyshawauthor.com or
follow him on Twitter @BloodAndTacos
Feeding Kate: A Crime Fiction Anthology is available from Amazon. All proceeds from Feeding Kate benefit the Lupus Foundation of America.
Feeding Kate: A Crime Fiction Anthology is available from Amazon. All proceeds from Feeding Kate benefit the Lupus Foundation of America.
2 comments:
Is it wrong that I envisioned this story in a little hardback book with sketches throughout? I really love this character and I want a series with him on my bookshelf. Thanks for being my guest today, Johnny.
I can totally see that, Sabrina!
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