by SB_2021_Hunter | Aug 13, 2021 | Hunter
It’s funny how things work out. At the turn of the Millennium it looked as though my career as an author was over. I’d written four standalone novels in the 1990s, a couple of which had enjoyed modest success, with one of them even being adapted for TV. But my fourth...
by SB_2021_Hunter | Aug 13, 2021 | Hunter
Part II: “Is That Rice?” Tennessee was hot and humid. Mindful of my tight expenses budget, I’d booked a basic motel room on the outskirts of Knoxville, an attractive city within striking distance of the Smoky Mountains. I’d be picked up and dropped off each day by...
by SB_2021_Hunter | Aug 13, 2021 | On Writing
I’ve a confession to make. Although I’m a crime writer, I’ve always had a weakness for a good ghost story. I cut my reading teeth on the likes of Dennis Wheatley and the Pan Book of Horror Stories compilations, now only available as battered relics in second-hand...
by SB_2021_Hunter | Aug 13, 2021 | Hunter, On Writing
Sooner or later, everything comes home to roost. That was in my mind when I sat down to write The Scent of Death, the sixth novel to feature British forensic anthropologist David Hunter. Without giving away any spoilers, in some of the previous novels I’d deliberately...
by SB_2021_Hunter | Aug 13, 2021 | On Writing
There’s something fascinating about old buildings. They’re a relic from the past, a self-contained environment that’s separate from the outside world. For a writer, they’re a fantastic opportunity, which is why old and abandoned structures feature, in one form or...
