Then Marge moved from Norfolk. She wanted to be nearer to us and to her son. She bought a flat on the south coast with a magnificent view of the sea. She loved her new location but something about it - maybe the sea air - seemed to make her dwell on murder. Marge had always been an avid reader of crime novels but now her head teemed with ideas for…well, with ideas for how to kill people. She kept a notebook and, at least once a week, she’d ring me with a new homicide suggestion. I used one of her scenarios in The House At Sea’s End and it was described by the Financial Times as ‘particularly nasty’. Marge framed the cutting.
I started to think. What if there was such a thing as a murder consultant? And what if that consultant was an innocent-looking elderly lady living in sheltered accommodation? And so the idea for The Postscript Murders was born.
The Postcript Murders by Elly Griffiths (Quercus Publishing)
PS: Thanks for the murders. The death of a ninety-year-old woman with a heart condition should absolutely not be suspicious.