Kathryn Casey
Mystery and True Crime Author

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True Tales of Jealousy, Betrayal, and Revenge
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An Altar Boy, a Cheerleader, and a Twisted Texas Murder.
Murder, Revenge and Two Texas Sisters.
Sex, Murder, and a Texas Millionaire
Obsession, Lies, and a Killer Cop
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Fiction
The third Sarah Armstrong mystery, named a best book of the year by Library Journal!
The second Sarah Armstrong mystery "a strong sequel," says BOOKLIST, now available in stores and on the Web!
The first in the Sarah Armstrong mystery series, BOOKLIST MAGAZINE picked SINGULARITY as one of the Best Crime Novel Debuts of 2009!
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Why Sarah Armstrong Hates Me

December 10, 2010

Tags: Kathryn Casey, Crime Writer, Crime Fiction, Sarah Armstrong Series, True Crime Author, True Crime, Mysteries, Mystery books

Okay, writing fiction isnít a popularity contest. Thatís true. So this shouldnít matter, right? Especially since, itís not really possible for a character in a novel to hate anyone, including the author, right? Still, Iím beginning to wonder.

You see, Sarahís my heroine. Iíve written three books featuring this Texas Ranger/profiler, a woman I invented sitting at my computer one afternoon after deciding against a host of other protagonists, including a crocheting grandmother and a junior league hostess. Iíd been thinking about Sarah for a long time, whittling away at the block of marble trying to uncover the statue inside. Maybe, since my books are set in Texas, instead of a Michelangelo analogy, I should have said, taking a chain saw to the trunk of a fallen live oak to reveal the roughly hewn armadillo? No, thatís all just bad. Letís just move on.

Anyway, to her delight or dismay, Lieutenant Sarah Armstrong has become my heroine, the center of my fictional world, and since 2007, Iíve literally tormented this poor womanís life. But then sheís not alive. I know that. But to write about her, she has to be real to me and, to some extent (Iím sincerely not delusional), she is. The result is that I drive through Tomball, Texas, where Iíve planted the Rocking Horse, the ranch Sarah lives on with her mother and daughter, and I sometimes surprise myself by looking for the place. Of course, Iíd shock myself even more if I found it.

The problem is that as the master of Sarahís fate, I havenít made her life particularly tranquil. I started out giving her a hefty load of baggage: widowed with a small daughter, a demanding job that includes hunting killers. This is not the stuff of meditating and finding ones center. As the pages develop and the chapters build in each of the books, I have to admit that I see it as my task to torment Lieutenant Sarah Armstrong. So far, I believe Iíve done it remarkably well.

In book one, Singularity, I had Sarah come to blows with pretty much everyone around her. Certain sheís chasing a serial killer, she butts heads with the powers-that-be who want to pin the murder of a prominent businessman on his beautiful young widow. And then, when the killer sets his sights on Sarah, well, it only gets worse.

In book two, Blood Lines, Sarah had to put up with the most irritating pop star, a spoiled rotten teenager used to having her own way. That the girl needed Sarahís help to keep a killer at bay didnít appear to matter. Oh Sarahís blood pressure was rising, and rising, and the stalker kept getting closer and closer, andÖ. Iíd better not go there. Think hospitalization and youíll be close to the way this book ended.

So, donít you think I should have given the woman a break in book three? Isnít that the human thing to do? I could have sent Sarah to a spa in the Texas Hill Country. A massage, a little TLC, repair for the body and the soul? Well, maybe I should have, but thatís not what I did.

Book three, The Killing Storm, gives Sarah no R&R, no chance to catch up on her reading or writing in her journal. (Actually, she doesnít keep a journal. I think I kind of do that for her.) Instead of kicking back, Sarah is thrown into a whirlwind investigation into the kidnapping of a four-year-old boy out of a Houston park, but there is Ė get ready Ė a hurricane bearing down on the city. Talk about complications. Add to that the heartbreak of her floundering relationship with the FBI agent sheís been cozying up to since book one and a slew of slaughtered longhorns with ancient symbols scrawled on their hides, and I have to admit that I have once again made Sarahís day, but not in a good way.

Thinking about all of this, itís a relief that Sarah is fictional. Otherwise, if she were ever to knock on my door, Iím doubtful that sheíd be there to say thank you. And that woman knows how to handle a gun. It wouldnít be pretty.

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Comments

  1. December 11, 2010 12:00 PM EST
    This really made me laugh. How funny. I bet she is ticked off at you!
    - Jimie, UK
  2. December 15, 2010 6:19 PM EST
    You should take her out for a cup of coffee and explain to her that you have to make it tough for her or no one would read the books. LOL
    - Ann Marie, Missouri

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