By Louis Corsair
Editions: ebook, paperback
Published April 27th 2012
Genre: Mix (read guest post for more info…)
In 1947, a gangster murders private investigator Raymond Adams. In 2011, he’s brought back to life for 24 hours to solve the supernatural murder of a Hollywood Adult film star.
When the son of a Pit Lord is murdered in Hollywood, the celestial beings in charge of the Four Realms ask Raymond Adams to figure who did it and find the victim’s missing soul. Without memories of his life, he accepts the case to gain eternal peace. But the job is daunting:
24 hours to nab a killer…
24 hours to find a missing soul…
24 hours to unravel the victim’s exotic private life…
24 hours to stop a plot to send the universe into chaos…
With only the help of a possessed cop and a medium, Adams must trek through a Hollywood underground filled with pornography, prostitutes, the homeless, and sadists, along with supernatural monsters. But can he solve the case when his own haunting memories keep surfacing, telling him exactly what kind of man he was in life?
~ Goodreads Blurb
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About the Author:
Louis Corsair is an eight year veteran of the United States Army. Currently, he lives in Los Angeles, CA and attends Long Beach State University. He also works at the Peninsula Center Library in Palos Verdes, where books have become his family. To him, writing is more than a hobby or a passion; it is the only way to exist—at times life itself.
I’m so happy that Livia decided to let me meander here at Butterfly-o-Meter Books. Let me tell you, madam, these guest posts give me a chance to get all this suffocating stuff off my chest. It clears the spiritual and intellectual pipes. Today’s post is no different. It gives me a chance to explore a subject that has come up on my blog tour: Placement.
In an ebook review, Bob Milne over at Beauty in Ruins said that my debut novel, Absolution, “is an unusual novel.” I loved that because it correctly captures the essence of book; it is a Russian Roulette of genres. Is it a mystery? Is it an urban fantasy? Is it an example of noir? Is it hardboiled detective fiction? Paranormal? Ghost story? LGBT? With so many genres to choose from these days, you can see why the task of placing Absolution within a genre is a nightmare.
If you’ve visited your neighborhood library or bookstore, then you know this is a common thing. Pick out a speculative fiction novel from the shelf and I bet it will be a mixture of genres. I said in an interview with Franny P. that modern writers are cursed with the need to be original. This mixing of genres is a consequence of that need, what they call pastiche.
War Film + Western + Science Fiction = Star Wars.
Mystery + Urban Fantasy + Detective = The Dresden Files.
Romance + Vampires + Hardboiled Detective = Anita Blake
And so you have new genre names to describe these Harpies. There is the Paranormal Romance and the Supernatural Detective and the Science Fantasy and the Space Western and the…
You can go on like that almost indefinitely. Writers don’t really have a choice. Where do you go after Shakespeare has written about everything? This is a common misconception though, that Mr. Shakespeare has written about everything. He didn’t. Twitter and Facebook didn’t exist in his day so he couldn’t possibly have written about the cultural consequences of both and the internet. When he lived, the world population was less than 1 billion, so he couldn’t possibly have written about overpopulation and our struggle to find an abundant source of energy to power our ever-growing societies.
But the types of human dramas contained in Shakespeare’s plays are the blue prints for the types of stories told in the mixed genres of today. Romeo and Juliet is the inspiration for every teen vampire novel out there (oh, come on, you know it’s true–two lovers who can’t immediately come together because their respective “families” forbid it?).
The challenge then, is to write human dramas that Shakespeare couldn’t have imagined. Do these stories exist? I like to think so. I’m more concerned for whether or not they have a place in a market overflowing with Shakespeare’s descendants. Will these new dramas have a place in the fiction of tomorrow?
Oh, here I go again musing about things that don’t matter. Instead, let me talk again about Absolution. If I had to categorize it, I would call it an Urban Fantasy Mystery, similar to The Dresden Files. Yes, I know, fans of Dresden shudder whenever they hear that, me included–how many titles this year boast that they are Harry Dresden look-alikes? Relax. I’m using the word “similar” in the broadest sense. Both have detective protagonists. Both are urban fantasies.
I would never say Absolution is better than say, Storm Front or Something From the Nightside or Guilty Pleasures. For one thing, I never use the word “better” to compare works of fiction or writing techniques. I am going to say they are in the same vein. They are bastard children that ended up in the same orphanage. They are Harpies and looking to explore different aspects of their mixed genres.
Here I’ve dragged on long enough.
I was in a preparation chamber made completely out of light. I hovered like a cloud watching child-like celestials regenerate and reanimate my corpse. They didn’t bother with new clothes and simply fixed up the suit I had been buried in. When finished, they vacuumed me into my old body, a loving experience I could only compare to dying.
“Cold…” I said and my throat was dry like the Mojave in the middle of summer. They explained my body was mostly dead but this would improve as time passed. To help me with the shivers, the merciful celestials threw in a brown overcoat, shoes, and a fedora.
“Gun,” I said. True I was dead, but the people I was going to deal with were not and I had a feeling they would want to stay that way. Protection was necessary.
They gave me a revolver loaded with ten Thunderbolt bullets. I also got a good watch to keep track of time, an enchanted magnifying glass, and a special rune to communicate with the Committee. The big people wanted regular updates on my progress.
The celestials opened a portal to the Realm of the Living and sent me through it.”