My Book Recommendation
I always wanted to be a writer. But the first time I attended college, in the 1970s at Louisiana State University, I chose a “practical” major that would’ve opened the door for certain jobs in my hometown. I should’ve followed my instincts and taken a step toward my ultimate goal—to become a professional writer—by majoring in English or Journalism. I didn’t follow those instincts and instead joined the Navy after college. I didn’t plan to make the Navy my career, but things change, and I spent the next twenty-five years traveling around Asia, Europe, the Middle East, and beyond. I had a good career, eventually serving as commanding officer of USS MOUNT VERNON, an amphibious ship. I retired as a Captain. I made sporadic attempts at writing over the years but the job and Navy lifestyle are generally all-consuming and I got distracted with other interests, such as art. But writing remained my ultimate goal and I knew I’d get back to it.
After retiring from active duty and settling in San Diego with my family, I went back to school and this time did it right, earning a BA in English from National University followed by an MFA in Creative Writing from UC Riverside. The latter is a top-rated low-residency program where the majority of the work is done online, augmented by intense ten-day residency periods twice a year. In 2012, while preparing for the program on a creative non-fiction track, I began searching for a thesis subject. I’d been reading crime nonfiction since Helter Skelter came out back in the 70s. Over time I developed a fondness for narrative nonfiction in the tradition of In Cold Blood by Truman Capote, particularly those about vintage crimes such as The Devil in the White City by Erik Larson. So, I started looking for an old crime, preferably one set close to home in San Diego because I knew the research requirements would be extensive.
Almost right away I came across an article by San Diego historian and author Rick Crawford called “Death of the Dancer,” originally published in 2011 in the San Diego Union-Tribune, about an unsolved 1923 murder in San Diego. It surprised me that no one had written a book about the case. I started reading some of the hundreds of contemporary newspaper accounts. The more I read the more fascinated I became.
- Great Circle: A novel Great Circle: A novel This is a story a woman’s unenthusiastic life as she strives to break free. Marian Graves is also from a family which has lost their fame. Instead of bitterness, Marian continues to dream for the future and works hard for her stars. Although her life is not easy, she refuses to let the circumstances of her past dictate the fate of her future. This is an American story about independence, shedding your past,Read More
- Klara and the Sun: A novel The book Klara and the Sun is an emotional story about loss and love. A peculiar girl, Klara who always insists that someone else is always inside of her body finally comes face to face with her real self. It is a masterpiece is that still contemplative and thoughtful as you are being drawn in by the essence of that “someone else.”Read More
- The Four Winds: A Novel The Four Winds: A Novel by Kristen Hannah is a charming yet gritty story of women who remember America's iconic dust storms and have been trying to survive since the nation asks them to. This book is a touching story of survival, resilience, and hope.Read More
In January 1923, the body of beautiful twenty-year-old interpretive dancer Fritzie Mann had been found, half-nude, on Torrey Pines beach under mystifying circumstances. Two good suspects surfaced on the first day, a debonair doctor and a playboy actor, both with motives and shaky alibis. The cops learned that on the night of her death, Fritzie and a man had checked in to a La Jolla beach cottage under assumed names, prompting two big questions—who was the mysterious “Mr. Johnston?” and what happened that night at the Blue Sea Cottages? I became obsessed with learning the answers, which turned out to be quite challenging.
Apart from the murder mystery with unusual characters, more drew me to the story. To me, the Jazz Age is the most interesting period in U.S. history, and not just because Mr. Fitzgerald painted a frivolous world of jazz, speakeasies, flappers, and bootleggers. It was also the era of yellow journalism, which hyped and faked the news to sell papers; of a fledgling but wildly-popular Hollywood film industry reeling from a string of notorious scandals; and of Prohibition vice and corruption, which seemed to hang over everything. It was also a time of great change after a horrific war and a flu epidemic that had killed millions and disillusioned a generation. The younger set’s new attitudes and especially those of women, clashed with a Victorian moral code, touching off a culture war in the early 1920s with striking parallels to the one a century later. Most fascinating of all to me, though, was Fritzie Mann, a talented young woman from an immigrant Jewish family who practiced an exotic and now-lost art, loved the wrong man, and ran out of options. Her story needed to be told. I underestimated the challenge of filling in gaps I found in the historical record and parsing fact from yellow fiction, but after nine years Mystery At The Blue Sea Cottage is the result.