Strange Research
I’ve often heard writers talk
about the bizarre things they research for their stories. They laugh (a little
nervously), and say that if the government were monitoring their Google
searches, Homeland Security would probably be on their doorstep within minutes.
Speaking for myself, I know that my personal library contains a few suspect
reference books, and I might have accidentally left a book on poisons on the
coffee table while hosting a family barbecue. (No, really, I forgot it was
there. I wasn’t trying to scare off
my in-laws.)
Travel research can also be
really bizarre. Cool – and tax deductible – but also twisted in a way only
authors can appreciate. I’ve twice been to a creepy cemetery in the boondocks
of Pennsylvania, researching for The Caged Graves.
I climbed a pyramid in Mexico to
plan out the climax of my urban fantasy, The Eighth Day, and took some of the
usual, tourist-y pictures.
But I also scoped out the one
spot where my hero Jax and his guardian Riley could hunker down and be shielded
from bullets if the bad guy were shooting at them from the top of the pyramid.
As far as I know, no other tourists at the Pyramid of the Sun were calculating
line of sight for guns that day unless they happened to be a) terrorists or b)
other writers.
For my most recent release, The
Inquisitor’s Mark, the second book in the Eighth Day series, I visited the Central Park Zoo for the specific
purpose of breaking into the snow leopard enclosure. Uh, fictionally breaking
into it, that is.
You see, in the second book, Jax
and two of his friends are being chased through the zoo by bad guys, and my
original plan was for them to climb the plexiglass wall overlooking the polar
bear exhibit, hang from the opposite side, and then drop into the enclosure. I
didn’t even visit the zoo to plan the scene – just looked at pictures online
and wrote it all out.
But one of my editors (a frequent
zoo visitor) pointed out that the beloved Central Park polar bear, Gus, had
recently died and that the fate of this exhibit was uncertain. It might get
turned into a penguin exhibit. Hiding with penguins didn’t have the same impact
as hiding with polar bears. But the only other carnivores at the Central Park
Zoo are the snow leopards, and that enclosure is completed fenced in, including
the top of it. How would Jax and his friends get in?
The only solution to this plot
dilemma was a trip to NYC and Central Park Zoo to see the enclosure for myself.
Suffice it to say, I did figure out a way to get inside. While I was
documenting this with pictures, one of the snow leopards sauntered into view,
delighting the zoo-goers, who snapped dozens of pictures. If I had been one of them, I’d be showing
you a photo of a snow leopard now. Unfortunately, all I’ve got for you are
eye-bolts. I missed the leopard.
And to top-off my weirdo visit
to the zoo, I posted some pictures on Facebook and declared triumphantly that
I’d found a “flaw” in the snow leopard enclosure.
OMG, one of my FB friends posted, I hope you reported it!!!!!
Sigh. Another Homeland Security
moment.
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Thanks a bunch for coming by, Dianne, and readers, I will announce the winner of the giveaway next Monday. Have a great week!