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Hello, you’ve reached the official website of Manchester based, crime writer Cath Staincliffe. I’m the author of the Sal Kilkenny private eye stories and creator and scriptwriter of Blue Murder, ITV’s hit detective drama starring Caroline Quentin as DCI Janine Lewis. I write the Scott & Bailey books, based on the much loved ITV1 police series. My standalone titles, psychological fiction exploring topical moral dilemmas, have been very popular on the Amazon Kindle. Thank you to everyone who has borrowed, bought or downloaded one of my books. Here on the site you can find out about me and my writing, read my blog and flash fiction, sample extracts from my work, watch interviews and readings and find links to buy my latest books.
There are so many good books around at the moment – or maybe social networking means I hear about more of them than I used to. Anyway I’ve enjoyed the following ones recently – a range of genres from both established and debut authors. There might be something here that you like. Enjoy!
Before The Fire by Sarah Butler
The Crooked House by Christobel Kent
The Miniaturist by Jessie Burton
Nora Webster by Colm Toibin
Animals by Emma Jane Unsworth
Elizabeth is Missing by Emma Healey
The Invention of Wings by Sue Monk Kidd
Into The Trees by Robert Williams
The highlights of my year were the selection of my new standalone novel Letters To My Daughter’s Killer for The Crime Thriller Bookclub on ITV3 sponsored by Specsavers and the short-listing of Night Nurse for the CWA short story dagger. Night Nurse was the second time I’d been short-listed for that award and I heard the news while I was in China researching my next book. Like many writers I take the time in between novels (when there is any) to experiment with the short story form. It allows me to try very different styles and voices, a refreshing change. It was a real accolade to be short-listed. The winner this year was, deservedly, John Harvey with his amazing piece, Fedora. You can read both in the collection Deadly Pleasures.
Letters To My Daughter’s Killer is the story of Ruth who writes to the man responsible for her daughter’s murder in an attempt to find some understanding. I watched Crime Thriller Club avidly and it was a delight and an honour to see renowned authors like Mark Billingham, Kate Mosse, Peter James, Sophie Hannah and Val McDermid critique the novel and be so generous in their comments. I also got to show the film crew my neighbourhood’s mean streets, and take them round key locations in Manchester that related to the novel – among them my local library in Didsbury similar to where the central character Ruth works and the law courts at Minshull Street in town where the trial for the murder of her daughter Lizzie’s unfolds.
October saw publication of Ruthless, the third and last of my books based on the Scott and Bailey TV series. I was so excited (and full of trepidation) when asked to write the first one as a prequel back in 2011. Since then, because of my existing commitments, I’ve been writing two novels a year – and exhausting schedule that has now come to an end. But I’m so glad I said yes – I have loved writing those characters and attempting to capture the tone of the TV series that I’m a big fan of.
Author events are a lovely way to interact with readers and talk about books. This year I visited a range of venues and thoroughly enjoyed evenings in libraries in Prestatyn, Rastrick and my hometown of Bradford. I appeared at Theakstons Old Peculier Crime Writing Festival in Harrogate where I was on a fascinating panel discussing domestic noir with Julia Crouch, Chris Ewan and Helen Fitzgerald, and chaired with perception and intelligence by N. J. Cooper. Particularly memorable was the rare coming together of all six members of Murder Squad for an event at Linghams bookshop in Heswall, as well as my first ever international bookshop appearance at The Bookworm in Chengdu, China some months earlier.
As regular readers of my blog will know throughout the year I post lists of books I’ve enjoyed and recommend. I’m not going to try and pick anything out from those, it would melt my brain, but I’ll only say there seems to be far too many good reads out there and not enough time to read a fraction of them.
Here’s to a very happy 2015 and thanks for visiting.
If you’re giving a book as a present (and what better gift is there) I can recommend the following titles. Something for everybody (as long as they read fiction).
The First Rule of Survival by Paul Mendelson
Unravelling Oliver by Lizzie Nugent
Crooked Letter, Crooked Letter by Tom Franklin
I Let You Go by Clare Mackintosh
Dark Tides by Chris Ewan
The Secret Place by Tana French
This Dark Road To Mercy by Wiley Cash
After Me Comes The Flood by Sarah Perry
How To Build A Girl by Caitlin Moran
Brooklyn by Colm Toibin
Thornfield Hall by Jane Stubbs
Exasperated, she told the cold caller Mrs Waverley was dead. That seemed to stop them. But the next time she tried to buy online her credit card was no longer valid.
I love to read, I’m an unashamed addict and I get the jitters and can’t settle when I’m close to finishing a book and haven’t another one at hand. That usually necessitates a trip to the library or bookshop or some online browsing. Mainly thanks to Twitter, I am now getting way more word of mouth recommendations for books than I ever did in the past and so I keep a list of those I fancy the sound of, and gradually they migrate to my TBR pile. The ones I like, go on my regular blog list of recommended reads. The ones I don’t, I ditch as soon as I realise they are not for me. I read quite fast, usually in the gap between the end of the working day and the start of my TV viewing – and often in the bath. Always when I travel. But lately I’ve noticed I’m sometimes going too fast, scrambling down the page, scooping up the gist of a story, racing to get to the end. I don’t think this is simply because I read a lot of ‘page turners’ and thrillers, I think it’s probably the result of that teetering pile of books I know I’ve still got to read. An insidious pressure (all of my own making I’m sure) to ‘get through’ another title and tick it off. I always bolted my food as a kid and do even now if I’m not concentrating: hungry and eager to fill the empty space but not really savouring the food. This style of reading feels a little like that though I still relish the books and enjoy being wrapped up in the story. But reading is such a joy I don’t want there to be even the slightest stress connected to it. I’m not sure what I can do about it; certain books, with more lyrical or poetic prose, make it harder to gobble them down, the writing demands a slower read but I don’t want to limit my diet, I like to read widely. And I like to spread the word. As do so many of you!
Day after day he sat in the car, crawling to work, nose to tail. Spent eight hours on the phone arranging car loans. Weekends he tried to exercise. Tried running but it made his asthma worse.
I was away in Corfu last month with the luxury of lots of time to read. The books I enjoyed took me to all sorts of different destinations from The Isle of Lewis to the Arizona Desert, Dublin to Johannesburg, London to Glencoe, Amsterdam to Glasgow and Majorca (twice). So I arrived back home well refreshed and well travelled. Thanks to everyone who recommended these titles to me, on Twitter and in person.
The Blackhouse by Peter May
Zoo City by Lauren Beukes
The Necessary Death of Lewis Winter by Malcolm Mackay
Corrag by Susan Fletcher
The Old School by P.M. Newton
The Vacationers by Emma Straub
Before We Met by Lucie Whitehouse
Faithful Place by Tana French
The Dinner by Herman Koch
The Lemon Grove by Helen Walsh
The Shadow Tracer by M.G. Gardiner
It’s been a very special week with Letters To My Daughters Killer featured on ITV3 Specsavers Crime Thriller Club on Monday and Ruthless, the third Scott and Bailey novel, out today 9th October to coincide with the new TV series. Today is also Super Thursday. 315 new titles will be in the bookshops and you can find out more about the special day here and here. It’s just three years since I started writing the novels based on the TV show. I was a big fan of Scott & Bailey before I was approached to write a prequel and it was an honour, as well as a terrifying prospect, to be asked. I loved the way the series captured female friendships – and fallings out – and the three strong women at the heart of it who are all gifted at the job they do. Also impressive was the way the investigations were faithful to police procedure and reflected a Manchester I knew. I’m delighted to be receiving some wonderful reviews for Ruthless. If you’d like a taster of the novel you can hear an extract from the audio book version.
In case you missed Monday’s Crime Thriller Club, it included me talking about writing Letters To My Daughter’s Killer and a critique of the book from authors Mark Billingham, Sophie Hannah, Kate Mosse, Peter James and Val McDermid as well as guest actor Stephen Tompkinson and host Bradley Walsh. I was really thrilled by the responses and have been walking on air ever since! You can watch the show on itvplayer - it is Episode 4. The awards ceremony is on October 24th in London and screened on 27th October. One of the six books selected for the Crime Thriller Book Club will be chosen as best read. Details of all the shortlists for the awards can be found here.
Now – where’s that bubbly?
My big news is that Letters To My Daughter’s Killer has been chosen for this year’s Specsavers Crime Thriller Book Club. Six titles will be featured in the weekly series Crime Thriller Club starting on ITV3 on September 15th and running up to The Specsavers Crime Thriller Awards on Sunday October 26th. (Look out for me in one of the episodes. We had great fun filming this in Manchester earlier this year – though the use of Police Crime Scene Tape and white SOCO suits caused some consternation for the neighbours!) It’s a real honour to have the book selected. You can see the shortlists here http://www.crimethrillerawards.com/2013-daggers/. Happy reading!
Can’t get email back. Can’t hover by the pillar box waiting with a sickly smile for the man with his bunch of keys. Two clicks of a mouse and it’s gone. Strafing through the ether. You knew you should have tidied up your address book, if only you’d paused after that first tap, registered the question about which recipient you meant. But no, tap, tap and zip it went. Sizzling its way into Auntie June’s Inbox: <firstname.lastname@example.org> instead of your mate Steph’s: <email@example.com>. All the graphic details of the night spent with your new man. And you couldn’t wait could you?
*Originally published by www.the-phone-book.com (now archived)