Chris - In the Spotlight - talking about 'Tartan Noir: following in the footsteps of Jekyll & Hyde
A lot of you will have guessed by now that I rather enjoy
literary conferences, conventions, events or whatever. I find the company of
like-minded people, stimulating. I love to listen to writers presenting talks
or appearing on panels, and live in hope I will learn something from them: even
if it’s only how to present myself in similar situations.
My usual round of these events can include writers’
appearances at local events, but the conferences, festivals and conventions,
usually include the Scottish Association of Writers’ conference at Erskine Bridge, and the Harrogate Crime Festival.
This year, however, I decided to stretch my wings and go to CrimeFest, billed
as the International Crime Fiction Convention, in Bristol. And later on in the year there will
be the very first Bloody Scotland festival at Stirling.
That’s a must go event as well.
So before I could change my mind I submitted my booking for
CrimeFest, and what a convention that turned out to be. I went early to
Bristol because I have
relatives there and also because I was drawn to two of the literary tours
arranged in conjunction with the convention. The first of these was a guided
tour to
Oxford,
followed by tea and scones with Colin Dexter, the creator of Morse. I’d met
Colin Dexter on a previous occasion when he came north to a conference arranged
by Angus Writers’ Circle, so I looked forward to meeting him again. But the
thing that really drew me to this trip was
Oxford. I’d never been there and thought I
would like to see it.
The tour set off and I soon discovered I was the only Brit
on the coach. The others were Canadian, American and Australian. There were fifteen
of us so it didn’t take the group long to gel, and I made some really good
friends.
Wednesday was a family visit day, and I caught up with
relatives I hadn’t seen for many years.
Soon it was Thursday and the start of the convention. I got
my tickets, programme and goody bag. Some lovely books in the bag, I couldn’t
help but think about the added weight to my suitcase! And of course, one of my
pals, Michael Malone was launching his first book,
Blood Tears, at the convention, so I would have to buy that as well
– more weight!
I quickly scanned the programme, which also held photos and
brief bios of all the speakers, including my photo. It’s always a bit of a
thrill when you spot yourself in one of these. Then I fished my tickets out of
their envelope, as well as several small sheets of paper with a list of
shortlisted authors for the edunnit awards, the audible awards etc. Apparently
this was a competition with prizes for the entry which guessed the winner
correctly and was subsequently drawn out of a lucky dip. More about that later.
The afternoon was taken up with panels, and after the panel discussion there was a prize of a bag of books for the person who asked the best question. I didn't ask any questions because I dreaded adding more weight to my suitcase! Then Peter
Guttridge interviewed Frederick Forsyth. I hadn’t heard
Frederick
speak before, because the year he was scheduled for
Harrogate
was the year of the floods and he didn’t get through. So that was a treat.
Panel on 'International Cops'
Moderator Caro Ramsay with Anders Roslund, Michael Stanley(Michael Sears), David Jackson, & David Hewson
Oh, and I can’t forget the CrimeFest Pub Quiz night. I had a
lamb curry I wished I hadn’t ordered (say no more), and we didn’t come bottom
in the quiz, we were somewhere near the middle, so that was okay.
Up at the crack of dawn on Friday, and lots more panels to
attend, plus I was sweating (sorry, ladies don’t sweat, they glow!), because I
had my speaking slot at four o’clock. It was a twenty minute slot listed in the
programme as ‘In the Spotlight’. Four o’clock came round all too soon and it
was time to deliver my talk
Tartan Noir:
in the footsteps of Jekyll and Hyde, but it went well, and four of the
attendees declared they were my fan club. It was awfully nice to think I had a
fan club.
So now my slot was over I could settle down to enjoy myself,
oh, I forgot to say, my favourite crime author, Jeffery Deaver, was the last
speaker of the day. However, the day wasn’t finished, there was the Crime
Writers’ Association’s Dagger Shortlist Announcement Reception. After that I
went out for a lovely meal with Caro Ramsay and her partner. A lovely end to a
lovely day.
Saturday was hectic with panels, as well as top notch
speakers in Lee Child and PD James. They are always popular. Then later on we
had David Hewson and a cast member (sorry can’t remember his name) of The
Killing being interviewed by Barry Forshaw.
Later there was a reception for Million for a Morgue,
presented by Professor Sue Black, Jeffery Deaver, Peter James and Lee Child. Million
for a Morgue is a fundraising project to raise funds for a new morgue, or as it
is known in
Scotland,
mortuary at
Dundee
University. Everyone who
donates gets to vote for the crime author they would like to have the morgue
named after. Lee Child reckoned that Jeffery Deaver should have the morgue
named after him because he was the only one who looked like an undertaker!
We went straight from this reception into the Gala Dinner. I
was dreading it in a way because of my experience with the lamb curry the
previous night. However, the meal was excellent and the company great. Oh, and
you remember those slips of paper which were entries to a competition, well
mine was the first out of the hat and I won an MP4 player plus a bagload of
audiobooks. How I got them home I will never know because the bag was so heavy.
Sunday morning and the pace seemed a little less hectic,
just as well because we were all flagging by that time. Two lots of panels and
a session of Criminal Mastermind, and that was it. CrimeFest was over. So the
afternoon was left clear for another family visit.
But I’m not finished yet, because my second tour was
scheduled for Monday. And that was an Agatha Christie tour, with coffee in the
Grand Hotel, Torquay, where she spent her honeymoon. Then off to
Torquay Museum which has an Agatha Christie
room, no photographs allowed for copyright reasons. We finally wound up at
Greenways, Agatha Christies home, overlooking the River Dart. Again no
photographs inside the house for the same reason. Our guide was John Curran, an
expert on Agatha Christie, who researched her notebooks and wrote
Agatha Christie’s Secret Notebooks.
A wonderful end to a wonderful literary event. Will I go to
CrimeFest next year? You bet your bottom dollar I will.
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