On a February weeknight in Santa Barbara, California in 1956, Linda Millar, only sixteen and already chronically sad, sat alone in a car and steadily drank nearly two quarts of wine. Then she started driving. She ran through three 13-year-old boys walking home from a middle school basketball game, killing one and maiming another. She […]

When I sat down to write Woman of the Dead, I didn’t want to write a standard thriller; I wanted to move away from the usual suspects: the gangs and the journalists, the policemen and their procedures. That is why I created Blum—an anguished, grieving, vengeful female undertaker—a lovable murderess. Like most writers of crime […]