There I was, staring at a version of my book-perfectly content with it-with a deadline I might actually hit for once and this fool-hearty belief that I might actually be on top of my shit. And then my son was born. Funny enough, as seismic as that event was, life seemed to hand-select this window of time to throw a dozen or so more curve balls at me as if I wasn't all of a sudden juggling the biggest challenge of … [Read more...]
Ron Franscell: Is true crime’s death exaggerated?
A few years ago, author Joe McGinniss, whose Fatal Vision is among a handful of acknowledged classics in true crime, pronounced the genre deader than Marley: “The last three books I’ve written have been about soccer, which nobody in America cares about; horse racing, which nobody in America cares about; and true crime, a genre that expired sometime last century . . .” If the genre is dead, it died fairly young. It hasn’t even been 50 years … [Read more...]
