All posts by Sara Paretsky

Race and religion, as if it were today Her „Dead Land“ just out in Germany (as „Landnahme“, see our „Bloody Chops“ in this issue) here we have Sara Paretsky’s introduction to Dorothy B. Hughes‘ classic, „Ride the Pink Horse“ from 1947, just republished by Otto Penzler’s American Mystery Classics. With friendly permission by Sara Paretsky and Otto Penzler. “He hadn’t wanted to come here. He’d wanted it less and less as the bus traveled further across the wasteland; miles of nothing, just land, empty land. Land that didn’t get anywhereRead More
„Das war ein irrer weltweiter Rüstungswettlauf“ Kapitel 9 Der Schatten des dünnen Mannes In meinem Traum spielte Jake Bass für den König von Schweden, der sagte, er würde in den Todeslagern verschwinden, wenn er ihm bis zum Morgen keine neue Küche gebaut hätte. »Lass den Kopf in den Wolken«, schrie der König, »oder ich hacke ihn ab!« Ich verbrachte eine anstrengende Nacht, kämpfte mit dem König, versteckte Jakes Bass, ging in den Wolken verloren. Als ich am Morgen aufstand, war ich fast genauso müde wie beim Zubettgehen. Ich lief eineRead More
What we lost – and what we have Sara Paretsky and Liza Cody bid their farewells to Sue Grafton (April 24, 1940 – December 28, 2017). Chicago, January 2018 Sue Grafton and I published our first novels in 1982 ( A is for Alibi and Indemnity Only). We weren’t the first writers to create women detectives but ours were the first in the hard-boiled tradition. Kinsey and VI were tough, could have sex lives, could drink and still hold their own in complex investigations involving desperate villains. Liza Cody’s AnnaRead More
Sara Paretsky on the feminist awakening that led to her V.I. Warshaswski I was ten when I read my first work of history: Mark Twain’s Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc. True, it’s a romantic and sentimental version of the saint, but Twain did read all the original source material. His passion for Joan spoke to my own young experience and yearnings. Personal Recollections didn’t make me want to be a historian, but it did make me long for a vision as great as hers and the passion to seeRead More