Today I have a guest post from Robert Downs, author of Falling Immortality: Casey Holden, Private Investigator. His book has been called MANfiction, and his post today is about what makes for good MANfiction.
If you have a strong-willed private eye, or a cop with an axe to grind, then you might have found the perfect character for MANfiction, a term coined by Stephen King, and utilized by a variety of authors, such as Michael Connelly, Robert Crais, and the late Robert B. Parker. The perfect muscle car, while not essential, certainly increases the pace, and keeps the novel above the speed limit. Witty dialogue often proves appropriate and within character. Your PI or detective needs to discover trouble, and he needs to have the tools to fight his way out of whatever predicament he finds himself in the middle of, including a rooftop plunge, or being knocked over the head and tossed over the side of a yacht.
Female characters, while not essential to create MANfiction, can’t be ignored, or mistreated, since you don’t want to alienate more than half your potential audience. And women deserve better, just as men often deserve better in women’s fiction. It’s a natural occurrence for strong-willed men to seek out strong-willed women. It creates a more intriguing storyline, and it creates a more powerful blast than that exhibited by Dirty Harry’s .44 Magnum. And it’ll keep your male, as well as your female, readers coming back for more.
About Robert Downs
Robert aspired to be a writer before he realized how difficult the writing process was. Fortunately, he’d already fallen in love with the craft, otherwise Casey might never have seen print. Originally from West Virginia, he has lived in Virginia, Massachusetts, and now resides in New Mexico.
Falling Immortality: Casey Holden, Private Investigator by Robert Downs
Casey Holden, former cop, current PI in Virginia Beach, VA, screens his clients the way he screens his women, based on whichever drop-dead gorgeous woman happens to waltz through his door first and manages to hold his attention. So when Felicity Farren, widow-at-large, struts into his office asking him to solve the two-year-old murder of her husband Artis, she intrigues him. When Casey starts digging, he learns the murder isn’t what it seems to be and he doesn’t have a big enough shovel to unearth the truth. And to top it all off, his former rival at the police department, Greg Gilman, is determined to disrupt his investigation. Casey’s challenge is to learn what really happened to Artis, and why Gilman can’t seem to remove his head from his butt. And he’ll need all of his wits to complete the task.