I read a lot about serial killers.
'It's been almost a month since you found a body. I knew you were due.'
Plots are for dead people.
On occasion, we at 'MythBusters' come across stories we want to test that require using a pig carcass to simulate human physiology.
Show me on the doll where Fun is a rock band.
Most crime fiction, no matter how 'hard-boiled' or bloodily forensic, is essentially sentimental, for most crime writers are disappointed romantics.
For years I've wanted to write a book about mummies, and had been following the science of mummy CT scans when the premise for 'The Keepsake' occurred to me: what if an 'ancient' mummy turns out to have a bullet in its leg? How does a modern murder victim get turned into a mummy?
