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The New York Times & New York City

My interview with Shelf Awareness: scroll down.

Gil and I made a cool automotive loop around hot Manhattan today to visit bookstores so I could sign stock.

First, outside The Corner Bookstore on Madison and 93rd Street, a Jeep plowed into our parked car, crunching it, and we had to wait for a plow. Then, with a rental, we resumed.

Some stores had over a dozen, some had one. A few managers said they were selling out and were about to get in more. A very interesting exercise, fueled by far  too much iced coffee. Along the way I devised a new signature, the same as always but punctuated by the witika sign.

Oh, and did I mention that The New York Times Book Review ran its glowing piece on The Orphanmaster today?

p.s. and if this pertains to my novel I don’t know how: I found a bullfrog trapped inside the front screen door this morning, about the size of my hand. It energetically hopped away when I cracked the door, so heavy I could almost hear it land. Oliver either didn’t know or didn’t care that a frog existed temporarily in cabin world.

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Washington Talking Book, Talking About The Orphanmaster

This a very interesting place, the Washington Talking Book & Braille Library (WTBBL), in Seattle, and I had the pleasure of a conversation there with Ms. Addi Brooks. Here it is.

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CBS on The Orphanmaster

My interview with Jeff Glor of AuthorTalk appears on CBS.com today!

Check it out.

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Hobnobbing With The Orphanmaster

Clambering up the nob of Nob Hill with the other tourists in the brilliant San Francisco sunshine, waiting to go out and sign, sign, sign. Everyone riding the cable cars; the streets smell like brakes. I always feel a shadow of Kerouac in the air.

How will I explain New Amsterdam to folks that live in so unlike a town? A tiny bit of a settlement, a mile square, 15 streets, a gallows and a fort. It would all almost fit into Union Square, down Geary Street, where I just sat in the cool air and drank a coffee. But it was actually more like today’s Times Square, in New York, smells and noise, money being spent,  money being stolen…

I was thinking about something that gave me a spark of interest in the world that would form the basis of The Orphanmaster.  I took a hearth cooking class about ten years ago, in an early 18th century cottage at a restoration near my house. I came out of there blinking in the sunlight, thoroughly drenched in smoke from the cook fire. I loved that immersion in a different world, so real I could smell it on my clothes. Writing historical fiction is a comparable immersion, and you don’t have to wash it afterwards.

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Reporting From New Amsterdam

FYI, Jean Zimmerman, reporting from New Amsterdam, an interview for TheDay.com.

17th Century Manhattan

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Blog Blurbs

Some book bloggers have had nice things to say about The Orphanmaster, which pleases me. Here are a few snippets, just to brag. I especially like “delightfully horrific.”

“The best thing about The Orphanmaster is its historical detail. Zimmerman does an excellent job of setting the scene and integrating issues and concerns the colonists had during that time. The legend of the witika was delightfully horrific.” (http://readersrefuge.blogspot.com/2012/06/book-review-orphanmaster-by-jean.html)

 “The first thing I have to mention is Zimmerman’s writing. She has a way with words. The novel is complex and beautiful. I learned new terms and got to appreciate just how crazy Dutch looks. Reading The Orphanmaster is simply a pleasure.” (http://readeroffictions.blogspot.com/2012/05/new-amsterdam-travis-giveaway.html)

 “Zimmerman’s historical detail is rich and intriguing, and makes the hunt for a serial killer, a common thriller plot these days, seem new and, well, thrilling.” (http://www.criminalelement.com/blogs/2012/06/fresh-meat-the-orphanmaster-by-jean-zimmerman-victoria-janssen-historical-children-organized-crime)

“Every once in a while, an outstanding historical thriller comes along that transports you back in time and makes the story’s era come vibrantly alive, while still capturing your imagination with a complex, deftly-designed plot. Jean Zimmerman’s first novel, The Orphanmaster is such a book.” (Suspense Magazine, June Issue)

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The Oval Table

Last night I participated in an event at the Algonquin on 44th Street cohosted by the hotel and Penguin.

We seated ourselves around the round (actually, now oval) table. We have an oval table at our house but what happens around it is not so witty.

Another Parker-ism: You can lead a whore to culture but you can’t make her drink. (She was challenged to use “horticulture” in a sentence.)

I settled myself in the spot of Dorothy Parker (1). The seat was still warm. My fellow author David R. Gilham took his place beside me and we talked, answered questions and read a bit for a good-humored audience.

Can you take a guess at some of the other faces above?

2. Robert Benchley

6. Harpo Marx

9. George S. Kaufman

12. Edna Ferber

3. Matilda, the hotel mascot (now replaced by another Matilda)

By a few sentences in, my butterflies had flown, and I was ready to spill the tale of a beautiful, brave New Amsterdam woman who investigates a series of grisly killings alongside a sensitive stud soldier. The victims are orphans, and the killer may be a supernatural Indian spirit.

What would Dorothy Parker make of that?

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Changes

Revision. Take a big gulp of air and cut out a big hunk of text. “Kill your darlings” — the most famous dictum, from Faulkner. Or, conversely, add those three little words that make all the difference. You can’t possibly make it right the first time, so you have to go back, again and again and again, until you get it. The writing will never be perfect, but perhaps less imperfect.

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Into the Sun

I woke up slightly unwell. A swollen throat. Slight throbbing in head. A not negligible weariness weighing me down, so I didn’t feel up to doing too much. I read (something good: Gods Without Men, by Hari Kunzru), changed my sheets, dozed.

Yet I don’t think I was sick.

Yesterday I shipped off the second draft of Savage Girl to my first and best reader after a lot of thought and intense reworking. It’s weird to come out of that world, the Manhattan of the 1870s, with both horrific murders and fancy dress debuts coexisting in my characters’ lives. At one point they emerge from the cool interior of the then new, now demolished Grand Central Station to the blazing heat of the New York sidewalks in July. That’s kind of how I felt today, stunned by having completed the manuscript and sent it in.

The Old Grand Central Station

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Here At Last

There is no experience quite like tearing open a mail package and finding the first printed copy of your new hardcover book. Yes, The Orphanmaster arrived at the cabin this morning, looking much like the beautiful galley but oh so different at the same time. There’s the heft, for one thing. The raised white type. (A scary black shadow encroaches from the left, taking a little bite out of the O.) The clarity of the cover image. And just the fact that this is my book, after hard and long work finally in print and ready to descend upon the world. A book gestates privately — no one can really understand the world you’ve created (even if you blather on about it continually) — but suddenly that world is available to everyone. Welcome.

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My Cinematic Cabin

A film crew is amazing. I had a group of extremely visually focused people at my house this morning to shoot a short informational spot about me for people interested in The Orphanmaster.

First, they spotted a raccoon. Something I haven’t done in at least a year. As I said, their visual acuity is something. A hawk obligingly soared overhead and a bumblebee landed on a pink tulip for the occasion. The crew spooked two deer. The stink bugs stayed away at our request.

The director, cameraman and assistant went all around the outside of the cabin and into the woods shooting the “B Roll.” Chocolate syrup, emulating blood, was used to drawn a witika sign on an elm tree.

Next, they turned my living room upside down, putting all the furniture in the opposite place than it had been in before. Two years worth of dust came to light. I sat in a hard chair and we began.

They filmed not only me trying to be articulate about life in the seventeenth century but also my handwritten notes, various voluminous research tomes, the edges of maps, and whatever else they thought would make for a cool two-minute epic. Afterward they headed off to the Indian caves in Inwood Park, the inspiration for Orphanmaster‘s Place of Stones. Then they would wind up in lower Manhattan with the idea of capturing a kind of then and now snapshot of places like Wall Street (used to have a real wall) and Broadway (the oldest street in the city, a former Indian trail).

Luckily there were doughnuts for fuel. Or as the Dutch call them, Olie-koeken. Gil fried up about two dozen and most were gone by the end of the session.

Now that I have had my close-up, I am ready for my nap.

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EarlyWord Interview

Nora Rawlinson and I had a very nice conversation about The Orphanmaster, which is being aired on line in advance of a live chat that will be open to interested librarians (and anyone else, I guess) on Wednesday, April 11 between 4-5 pm. Check it out.

http://penguindebutauthors.earlyword.com/episode-1/

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Nice Review if You Can Get It

Love, Fiercely got a nice review from the New York Journal of Books. Here’s the pull-quote:

“Ms. Zimmerman infuses life into these characters through her detailed research. Each blossoms into a three-dimensional human being via the author’s physical descriptions as well as conveyed through their thoughts and dreams as extracted from their personal diaries and personal and public letters. . . . her detail is painted with such a colorful, delicate brush, showing us the specifics of the era in which Edith and Newton lived and its impact upon them both individually and as a couple, . . . the story always return[ing] to the fascinating Edith and Newton and their enviable gilded age romance.”


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Ship of Fools

“I hold any writer sufficiently justified who is himself in love with his theme.”
Henry James

Closely related, you can’t hope to please anyone but yourself.

Why I feel good right now: because my current thing, all silver miners and ball gowns, fascinates me.

Someday maybe you’ll come on board my shining ship.

My Hero

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Fetch the Pickles

The last Downton of the season. Thinking of the mini scandale over anachronistic expressions on the show. “Step on it,” etc., etc.

But sometimes a hit of modernity is just what’s required when you’re inventing history. Though dozens of words in The Orphanmaster were put through the etymology wringer to see if they fit an 1660s vocabulary, there were times when only a certain (anachronistic) expression would do.

Tibb Dunbar habitually uses the expression “Fetch the pickles,” which, I explain, means “let’s get it started.”

It wouldn’t have worked any other way.

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