Showing posts with label PD James. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PD James. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 2, 2024

The 10 Best Post-Apocalyptic Books to Read Before the World Ends

 



The 10 Best Post-Apocalyptic Books to Read Before the World Ends

We’ve all got books on the bedside table we’ve been meaning to read for months — but what if the apocalypse were tomorrow? Luckily for those who’d need some quick survival tips, we at Reedsy have compiled a list of the 10 best post-apocalyptic books to read beforethe world ends: so that if it does, you’ll find yourself prepared.

Wednesday, March 8, 2023

Mark Lawson / Crime's grand tour

Photo by Juan Yanes


Crime's grand tour 

European detective fiction

by Mark Lawson


Crime fiction is a magnifying glass that reveals the fingerprints of history. From Holmes and Poirot to Montalbano and the rise of Scandi-noir, Mark Lawson investigates the long tradition of European super-sleuths and their role in turbulent times

Thursday, March 5, 2015

Fellow authors lead tributes to PD James

PD James

Fellow authors lead tributes to PD James

Patricia Cornwell, Ian Rankin and AS Byatt among those paying tribute to crime writer who has died aged 94

Chris Johnston
Thursday 27 November 2014


Authors including Patricia Cornwell and Ian Rankin have led tributes to PD James, the crime writer who died on Thursday aged 94.
Cornwell, also known for her crime fiction, said: “RIP PD James and thanks for encouraging me when I was getting started.”
Val McDermid said she “saluted the great PD James for so many reasons”, adding: “I’ve lost a friend as well as a teacher. There was nothing cosy about Phyllis.”
Ian Rankin said: “So sad about PD James. Every event I did with her was a joy. Sharp intellect, ready wit. She will be missed.”
AS Byatt described her friend’s writing as “terribly good”: “Phyllis was on the borderline between crime fiction and literary fiction,” she told BBC News. “She said crime fiction should win the Booker and tried to have it taken seriously. She attended to detail and knew about chemistry and the nature of poisons and stabbings. She was always in control and always knew where she was going and what would happen.”
James worked as a civil servant for three decades before her first novel was published by Faber & Faber in 1962. The author remained with them throughout her career and the company said it was a very sad day: “It is difficult to express our profound sadness at losing PD James, one of the world’s great authors. She was so very remarkable in every aspect of her life, an inspiration and great friend to us all. It is a privilege to publish her extraordinary books.”
The prime minister, David Cameron, called James one of Britain’s greatest crime writers, who “thrilled and inspired generations of readers”.
James became a Tory peer in 1991 and Baroness Stowell, leader of the House of Lords, praised her contribution to public life, which also included a spell as a governor of the BBC. “She was much loved by all sides of the House of Lords. Her contributions in the chamber were characteristically modest and considered, and we shall all miss her greatly.”
The writer was president of the Society of Authors for 16 years until 2013. Kate Pool, its deputy chief executive, said: “She was amazing – very quiet, controlled, genteel, ladylike, polite, old-fashioned – she didn’t suffer fools gladly, but was amazingly kind.”

PD James remembered by Nigel Williams



PD James remembered by Nigel Williams

Author Nigel Williams remembers his friend, the queen of crime fiction, who died last week aged 94

Nigel Williams
Sunday 30 November 2014 00.05 GMT



P
hyllis James was not a writer who simply viewed murder as an excuse for a story. All her crime novels – whether starring her tall dark and handsome detective Adam Dalgliesh, who has not only written but actually published poetry, or her female detective Cordelia Gray – are serious explorations of the world in which they are set. An Anglican theological college in Death in Holy Orders or a long-established publishing firm in Original Sin provide the backdrop for a rigorous and unsentimental look at how English society works. She had a background as a civil servant in the criminal section of the Home Office and, later, as a life peer and governor of the BBC, that brilliantly qualified her for the task of analysing how the establishment works.

Her hero Dalgliesh, unlike so many other gentlemen detectives, is a serious and substantial figure, while Cordelia Gray is a totally credible struggling private eye who owes more to Raymond Chandler than the golden age of the English detective story.
Her original fiction, such as Innocent Blood, or her brilliant piece of dystopian science fiction The Children of Men, reveals a writer of true originality. The first is a dark study of an adopted girl finding out about her real parents and the second portrays a world in which human beings are finding it harder and harder to reproduce. What she shows in both novels is the ability to put together a suspenseful narrative that has nothing whatsoever to do with the crossword puzzle.
She dedicated her fragment of autobiography Time to Be in Earnest to Rosemary Goad, her lifelong friend and editor at Faber and Faber, and her loyalty to that firm, as well as her unfailing courtesy to those who worked there, remains a proof of the fact that, with her, Christianity was not an affectation or an intellectual fad – it was a reason for behaving well. She had not had an easy life. Her much-loved husband suffered mental difficulties and died tragically young. Success – and the money that comes with it – did not arrive quickly. Perhaps that was another reason she was always so concerned to look after the weakest person in the room.
I met her because we shared a publisher and I found her, always, kind, witty and full of good advice about books, people and, of course BBC politics. She was a governor who took her responsibilities seriously and did not make the mistake of treating programme makers as ignorant children. She was funny, warm, self-critical and never puffed up by her celebrity or her many achievements.
I shall never forget her, as we were going together into a large party, turning to me at the doorway and saying: “Nigel, there will be people at this party to whom I will not introduce you. Do not be offended. This is simply because I will be unable to remember who they are.”


Obituaries / PD James

PD James

PD James remembered by Richard Coles

3 August 1920–27 November 2014

The crime writer was courteous and perspicacious – and alert for the gaps between what was said and what was done


While studying for ordination at the College of the Resurrection in Yorkshire, the Reverend Richard Coles chaperoned the crime writer on one of her visits there.
“Call me Phyllis! While I’m here!” announced Baroness James of Holland Park on arrival at the College of the Resurrection in Mirfield, West Yorkshire, where I was studying for ordination. Better known as PD James, she had come to research life in such places for her murder mystery Death in Holy Orders. A clever choice, for life in religious communities is exacting and unsparing and as the Superior at the monastery we were attached to once said, “If there was a murder here there would be 50 suspects at least.”
Lifting the lid on the darker aspects of life therein can be risky – I have done the same in my own memoir published this year – so her presence, while exciting, was also a little discomfiting and we were on our best behaviour. So was she, unfailingly, but while toujours la politesse prevailed I could tell simply from the way she looked at people that she was alert for the gaps between theory and practice, between what was said and what was done; a characteristic one might expect to find in a crime writer.
It was my job to be her chaperone, to show her round again, to sit beside her at the principal’s table in the refectory, to be her walker at impromptu sherry parties, to deliver her to services in church, often a minefield for the uninitiated, monastic liturgies having none of the pointers to standing up and sitting down and finding your place that many seem to like. She was unfazed by these, quite content to sit and listen and pray while we got on with the chanting of the psalms and the offering of the prayers. She understood, as someone familiar with high church ways, that this division of labour was not intended to exclude but to diversify. Besides, she was there as an observer, to capture the detail and atmosphere of such places, and in the interests of research had also visited another high church college at Oxford, our great rival, so we read the book and watched the television adaptation with slightly competitive interest.
In the television version we all gave a sharp intake of breath when we saw the ordinands at her fictional college wearing white instead of black scapulars to serve in the refectory – that’s us, we exclaimed – but she also captured the febrile atmosphere not only of our college but of our rival too, vibrant with gossip and tense with odium theologicum, the professional hatreds peculiar to our calling, which so unmake the common life that we are obliged to try to live. I wondered how aggressive a combatant she might have been in those had she been a participant rather than a spectator, for she was a true conservative as well as a Conservative. But she was Phyllis, not Baroness James, on that occasion, and it is as Phyllis I will remember her; curious, courteous, perspicacious.




PD James / Death in Holy Orders / Adam Dalgliesh does it again
PD James / The Art of Fiction


Friday, November 28, 2014

My hero / PD James by Val McDermid



My hero: PD James 
(1920–2014) 
by Val McDermid

Phyllis had a deft way with the horrific, creating images that seared their way into the reader’s brain. This week, we lost a legend



Val McDermid
Friday 28 November 2014 07.00 GMT


J
ust before her 90th birthday, PD James invited me to take part in an event she was organising at the Bodleian library in Oxford. At dinner afterwards, she admitted she was writing, but not an Adam Dalgliesh novel. I asked her why not. “Because I don’t want to die in the middle and have one of you lot finish it,” she said, a wicked twinkle in her eye.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

PD James in conversation with Gilliam Hamer

PD James
by June Mendoza

SUNDAY, 29 DECEMBER 2013
PD James in conversation with Gillian Hamer
Following our exclusive chat with PD James and the huge success of the BBC three-part TV adaptation of Death Comes to Pemberley, here's what she said to us in our recent chat about her reasons for writing the Jane Austen adaptation ...

Along with Agatha Christie, this author formed my earliest inspirations to read and then go on to write crime thrillers. We’re thrilled to have a short Q&A with Baroness James of Holland Park – better known as PD James.

PD James needs no introduction. But for those of you who aren’t avid crime readers, a writer first published in 1962, introducing investigator and poet, Adam Dalgliesh of New Scotland Yard. She has gone on win a plethora of awards and accolades and published over twenty novels featuring Dalgliesh, and her other protagonist, Cordelia Gray. Many of her works have also been developed for television and film. The most famous being the Hollywood blockbuster, Children of Men, in 2006.

We asked Baroness James about her experience in seeing her writing developed into other formats and her thoughts on the future of publishing.

You have been lucky to see your books adapted not only for television (The Inspector Dalgliesh Mysteries) but also into box-office successes as films (Children of Men). What was your involvement with the adaptations, and as a writer, which format – film or television – gave you the most enjoyment?

It is always an advantage for a writer to have her work filmed or televised as it brings people to the book, but few of us are really satisfied with the result.  However, I have been more fortunate than many writers and now look forward to the TV adaptation of Death Comes to Pemberley.  Television gives me the most involvement as I am often invited to visit the set during filming, and was indeed at Chatsworth recently with my PA to watch a scene being filmed.  This has not so far happened with a feature film and I have to wait until it is released to see the final result.

You’ve been quoted as saying you enjoyed the film version of Children of Men but that the actor, Roy Marsden was not ‘your idea’ of Inspector Dalgliesh. What are the hardest things, as a writer, about relinquishing your rights and letting someone else take control of your work?

I accept that, with a film or TV adaptation I have to relinquish certain of my rights and let people regarded as experts in a different medium take control of my work to a large extent.  The hardest thing is when the dialogue, which I have taken considerable trouble over writing, is expunged and the adaptor’s dialogue substituted.

Location seems to play a strong central role in your books, something that means a lot to me also as a crime writer. This has helped bring the books alive on screen. Thinking of The Lighthouse and The Private Patient, you seem to favour strong, remote locales. What do you look for in a perfect location for your novels, and what do you think location to brings to the narrative?

My novels nearly always begin with my response to a place and this was certainly true of The Lighthouse and The Private Patient.  I do favour strong remote localities where it is possible rationally to limit the number of suspects.  In looking for a perfect location I tend to choose a place which I find beautiful, mysterious or unusual, and I think the location is important to the narrative as it increases credibility, influences character and plot, and adds to realism.

You must have learnt a great deal about writing and publishing over your career. What words of wisdom would you impart to the next generation of writers?

If asked for advice I generally give the following:  A prospective writer should read widely, not in order to slavishly copy, but to see how established writers exercise their craft.  It is also important to increase one’s vocabulary since words are the building blocks of a writer’s talent.

You’ve obviously won so many awards, honours and accolades throughout your career. What, as a writer, have been your proudest moments and achievements?

I have been very fortunate in the public acknowledgement of my success, but I think the proudest moment was when I received a telephone call from my agent to say that Faber & Faber had accepted my first novel.

I’ve read many of your novels over the years, and Death Comes to Pemberley was a change of style and direction for you. What caused that change – and do you have plans for more historical crime adaptations to come?

After the publication of The Private Patient I was wondering whether I had the energy to write a long novel, as detective stories tend to be.  It seemed the right time to return to an idea which had been long in my mind: to combine my two enthusiasms – the novels of Jane Austen and detective story writing – to write a crime novel set in Pemberley some six years after the marriage of Darcy and Elizabeth.  It was a joy to write and has been a world-wide bestseller.   I have no plan for more historical crime adaptations in the future.

And finally, can I ask how you see the future of publishing? In such a rapidly changing market and technological world, do you believe ‘real books’ will survive or that e-books are the future?

I think it is difficult for anyone, including publishers, to see with any clarity the future of publishing, but I acknowledge that e-books are immensely convenient for long journeys, stays in hospital or holidays when so many books can be transported so easily.  And e-books also have a use for reading in bed and for people with poor eyesight.  However I believe, and greatly hope, that what you rightly describe as ‘real books’ will survive.



PD James / Death Comes to Pemberley

P.D. James
by David Levine

PD James

DEATH COMES TO PEMBERLEY






The British mystery writer returns this month with Death Comes to Pemberley, a revisiting of Pride and Prejudice with a fatal twist (though no zombies). Here, she muses on long legs, elevator anxieties, and her secretary’s cat.
 Risko
What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Walking by the sea with my two daughters on a perfect summer day.
What is your greatest fear?
Being stuck alone in a very small lift late on a Friday afternoon.
Which historical figure do you most identify with?
Queen Elizabeth I.
What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
Impatience.
What is the trait you most deplore in others?
Cruelty.
What is your greatest extravagance?
Buying antiques.
On what occasion do you lie?
To save someone’s life, but I am grateful to say that this necessity has never arisen.
What do you dislike most about your appearance?
I would have liked longer legs.
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
“Please answer the phone, someone—say I’m busy.”
What is your greatest regret?
That I didn’t go to university.
What or who is the greatest love of your life?
Wouldn’t you like to know!
When and where were you happiest?
At home when the news came by telephone that my first book had been accepted.
Which talent would you most like to have?
The ability to open child-proof bottles and jars.
What is your current state of mind?
Very happy—my new novel has just been published.
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
To be 40 again, but knowing what I know now.
If you could change one thing about your family, what would it be?
I would like my parents to be alive.
If you could choose what to come back as, what would it be?
My secretary’s cat—which would mean a life of constant pampering and affection.
What is your most treasured possession?
My house.
What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?
The telephone, television, and computer all failing simultaneously on a wet Sunday afternoon.
Where would you like to live?
Where I live now, in London.
What is your favorite occupation?
Writing.
What is the quality you most like in a man?
Generosity.
What is the quality you most like in a woman?
Humor.
What do you most value in your friends?
Loyalty.
Who are your favorite writers?
Shakespeare, Jane Austen.
Who is your favorite hero of fiction?
Frederick Wentworth, the hero of Persuasion.
Who are your heroes in real life?
People who are not famous but struggle through real difficulties with courage and humor.
What is it that you most dislike?
Stupidity.
How would you like to die?
At a great age in my sleep.
What is your motto?
One we all had during the war years, “Keep calm and carry on.” Also, “Enjoy.”



Tuesday, June 3, 2014

PD James / The Art of Fiction


PD James 

The Art of Fiction 

No. 141

Interviewed by Shusha Guppy

The Art of Fiction No. 141 Manuscript
The Paris Review 135
Summer 1995


P. D. James is one of Britain’s most admired and best loved writers. Long considered the queen of crime and the doyenne of detective novelists, she has a large and varied readership beyond the confines of the genre and is praised by critics in such literary journals as theTimes Literary Supplement and the Literary Review.


James was born in 1920 in Oxford and educated at The High School for Girls in Cambridge, where her family settled when she was eleven. Upon leaving school at sixteen, she started work, and in 1941 married Dr. Connor Bantry White with whom she had two daughters, Clare and Jane. Her husband returned from World War II mentally damaged and unable to work, and James was forced to earn a living for her family. She started working in the National Health Service and later moved to the Home Office, where she ended up as a principal in the Police Department. She published her first novel, Cover Her Face, in 1962, at the age of forty-two.
In the three decades that followed, James wrote eleven more novels, achieving critical acclaim and increasing popularity. She “hit the jackpot” with her eighth novel, Innocent Blood, which shot to number one on the American best-seller list and brought her worldwide fame and fortune. To date she has sold over ten million copies of her books in the U.S. and tours regularly to publicize her novels and give lectures.
P. D. James’s first mainstream novel, Children of Men, a futuristic moral parable set in England in 2007, also gained considerable success. Her thirteenth and most recent novel,Original Sin, is set in the London publishing world and features detective Commander Adam Dalgliesh, the most famous detective since Sherlock Holmes and a protagonist of many previous novels.
James was awarded the Cartier Diamond Dagger in 1987 for lifetime achievement, and the Silver Dagger of the Crime Writers’ Association for her fourth novel, Shroud for a Nightingale. In the United States she has won the Edgar Allan Poe Scroll for the same novel, as well as for An Unsuitable Job for a Woman. Eight of her novels have been serialized on television. She is an associate fellow of Downing College, Cambridge, has won honorary degrees from four universities, and is a fellow of the Royal Society of Arts and of The Royal Society of Literature. In addition, James has served as the chairman of the literature panel of the Arts Council and as a governor of the BBC. In 1991 she was ennobled by the Queen and sits in the House of Lords as Baroness James of Holland Park.
P. D. James lives in an elegant Regency house in Holland Park, London where this interview took place in April of 1994. Her drawing room is furnished with comfortable armchairs and sofas, gilt mirrors, Staffordshire figures, and a fine bookcase containing the complete bound volume of Notable British Trials, “fascinating to read.”


INTERVIEWER

You did not start writing until you were in your forties, yet you say that you always wanted to be a writer. How did you know and how did you think you would go about it?

P. D. JAMES
I think I was born knowing it. From an early age I used to tell imaginative stories to my younger brother and sister. I lived in the world of the imagination and I did something that other writers have told me they did as children—I described myself inwardly in the third person: She brushed her hair and washed her face, then she put on her nightdress . . . as if I were standing outside myself and observing myself. I don’t know whether this is significant, but I think writing was what I wanted to do—almost as soon as I knew what a book was.

Sunday, March 4, 2001

PD James / Death in Holy Orders / Adam Dalgliesh does it again



Adam Dalgliesh does it again



Nicola Upson
Sunday 4 March 2001 05.24 GMT


PD James is back on form with the latest in the Adam Dalgliesh series, Death in Holy Orders



Death in Holy Orders
PD James
Faber and Faber £17.99, pp387
With Death in Holy Orders, PD James has returned to the crime novel seemingly rejuvenated by her recent journey into memoir. Following one or two rather uninspired fictional works, Adam Dalgliesh's latest outing marks a comprehensive return to form and possesses the confident interplay of classical discipline, contemporary morality and strong evocation of place that had hitherto distinguished James's novels in an increasingly overpopulated genre.
Writing for the most part within the conventions of the detective story, she has again proved its constraints to be a liberating force for the creative imagination, drawing on accepted generic elements - the central mysterious death, the closed circle of suspects - to produce a thoughtful, beautifully-written book which is far more complex than the sum of its parts.
Set in the claustrophobic atmosphere of an isolated Anglican theological college, Death in Holy Orders takes Dalgliesh back to his boyhood retreat to re-examine the accidental death verdict on a young student whose body has been discovered on the beach, smothered by a fall of sand.
Treating it as little more than a political exercise to satisfy a powerful parent, Dalgliesh, who has a convenient tendency to holiday at sites of suspicious death, looks forward to a nostalgic few days but is faced instead with an institution on the brink of extinction, its faith brought into question by the changing priorities of the modern church. As more deaths follow, including the brutal murder of the archdeacon, James builds an intense picture of the fear, rage and desperation experienced by a community under threat.
Her primary concern is invariably to expose the levelling quality of murder, the way in which it temporarily removes the supports of law and religion and faces people with the truth about themselves. But it is more than the murderous mind that interests her; ironically, the strength of this new book lies not so much in the revelation of the killer's motive as in the reasoning behind less extreme acts of kindness, love and hate. Even Dalgliesh, ever the most detached of men, is not immune: in his return to the place of his childhood and the awakening in him of compassion and sexuality, James has written an elegy to the complexities of human behaviour.
Whether it is the Thames or the East Anglian landscape, James has always been entranced by her setting and never more so than when describing the Suffolk coast. Here, the skies, the sea, the light are not so much a backdrop as a powerful testament to the enduring hold of the past, against which more transient human dramas are played out.
Moreover, in St Anselm's - isolated and exposed to the elements - she has created a perfect fusion of theme and setting: the physical erosion of its bricks and mortar are matched, blow for blow, by the more symbolic demise of an old style of faith and the emergence of a twenty-first century creed that has no place for mystery or for art, no desire for heaven and no fear of hell.
James has by no means traded in the whodunit for a discussion on the future of the Church of England (Death in Holy Orders is as consummately plotted as any of her books), but she has added another dimension to the genre, one that refuses to indulge in the comforting illusion that death is a mystery which can be solved or that law and justice are inevitably the same thing.