Showing posts with label C E Hulse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label C E Hulse. Show all posts

Thursday, 29 January 2026

C E Hulse on writing Vivian Dies Again

Writing a novel means working in a world of simultaneous opposites. It means working with unbounded creativity, at the same time as absolute discipline. It means keeping the big picture in your head, while working on tiny details; it means both having the ego to believe you have something to say, with the humility to know your work isn’t good enough. it means knowing there are too many books in the world for anyone to ever read, yet deciding to add another. 

Vivian Dies Again started with a clear agenda in mind. I was a comedy writer, but I always knew, one day, I’d write a mystery – but only if I could find a way of making it feel fresh and different, and worthy of my heroes. I am a huge fan of Golden Age mysteries, to the extent I wore out two The Complete Poirot DVD boxsets, (it was my middle-of-the-night insomnia comfort TV for a long time). I am the proud owner of a crocheted Hercule Poirot figurine.

But I wanted to do the idea justice, so I set myself a logic challenge. How could I write a Serious Mystery Novel, with all the hallmarks of a golden age mystery, but in a fresh, contemporary setting? How could I give readers the same satisfying experience (red herrings, clues, twists, clever plotting, a rewarding ending) in this age of DNA profiling and CSI techniques and surveillance cameras?

I mulled, and mulled. I landed on the idea of having narrator in a time loop, one who kept dying so had no time to investigate before going back to the start: a neat way to dodge the tech elements that could scupper a murder mystery. I decided my main character would go to a funeral, where she would be killed again and again, and need to solve her own (repeated) murder. Sorted!

Except … no, not sorted. Like a true logic puzzle, every solution created a new problem. 

Because if someone kept murdering Viv, how would she not be able to immediately identify who had killed her before?

(I got it. Her memory would reset each time she died.) 

But then how did I stop the book being repetitive? 

(By starting the book towards the end, after multiple loops had already happened.)

But then how would Viv and the reader know what had happened in previous loops?

(By bringing another character into the time loop, one who remembered and was able to bring Viv and the reader up to speed. The two would work together to piece together the clues.)

The logic of the book came together piece by piece, over several years, as I solved one problem by creating another. I planned meticulously on spreadsheets. Only when I was happy with the plot mechanics did I think about character, and only then did Viv grow from a cypher to a larger-than-life person: an infuriating antihero who is her own worst enemy, one who takes dodgy internet prescription drugs and family events, and sleeps with married men at funerals. Only then did I create Jamie, the long-suffering, sleep-deprived waiter who has been pulled into the time loop and has to help Viv.

And only then did I start writing – and I wrote the book wrong. And wrote it wrong in the next draft too. I find writing books a protracted exercise of ‘not that. How about this?’ 

Eventually I got happy enough with the book that I sent a draft to my agent. Who told me I hadn’t written a Serious Crime Novel, I’d written a comedy. 

Turns out you can’t control *every* element of writing with a spreadsheet. 

So I leaned into my fate, embracing the comedy, stuffing the book with one-liners and having fun with the kind of complex relationship dynamics that may be wryly relatable if you don’t come from a John Lewis advert family. 

I set out to write a Serious Crime Novel. It took me a long time. I failed. 

And, along the way, I created something I’m really proud of. 

And – trust me – Vivian Dies Again is much easier to read than it was to write.

Vivian Dies Again by C E Hulse (Viper Books) Out Now

Time heals all wounds. Except blunt force trauma. Vivian Slade is a cautionary tale. The wrong side of thirty, she's no longer the life and soul of the party - she's a party of one. But she's determined to turn over a new leaf, even if that means going to a family gathering where everyone hates her. Turns out, someone really hates her - enough to push her off a balcony to a very messy end. But then Vivian wakes up! Only to be murdered again. And again. Stuck in a baffling time loop, Vivian's only ally is a sleep-deprived waiter who just wants to finish his shift. Will Vivian be able to solve her own murder? Only time will tell...

More information about the author can be found on her website. She can also be found on Instagram @carolinehulse1









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Wednesday, 19 November 2025

Forthcoming books from Profile Books (Including Viper)

 January 2026

Vivian Dies Again is by C E Hulse. Time heals all wounds. Except blunt force trauma. Vivian Slade is a cautionary tale. The wrong side of thirty, she's no longer the life and soul of the party - she's a party of one. But she's determined to turn over a new leaf, even if that means going to a family gathering where everyone hates her. Turns out, someone really hates her - enough to push her off a balcony to a very messy end. But then Vivian wakes up! Only to be murdered again. And again. Stuck in a baffling time loop, Vivian's only ally is a sleep-deprived waiter who just wants to finish his shift. Will Vivian be able to solve her own murder? Only time will tell...

February 2026

The Nowhere Children are expecting you... High in the mountains sits Nowhere, a verdant valley surrounded by walls of rock. People have lived at Nowhere for centuries, though never for long, and rarely happily. Its last owner was its most famous: movie star Leaf Winham, who built Nowhere House as a refuge to hide from his fame... and to hide his crimes. Only when Nowhere House went up in flames were the graves discovered, the last resting places of lost young men who would never go home. Years later, Nowhere valley has become a sanctuary for runaway children, a place where adults cannot enter. Drawn by this promise, fourteen-year-old Riley pulls her brother Oliver from his bed in the middle of the night, hoping to find a new family. But the Nowhere Children are fierce in defending their valley and their secrets. For something dark lives in the ruins of Nowhere House, something that asks a terrible price for sanctuary.. Nowhere Burning is by Catriona Ward.

Mischance Creek is by Garry Disher. A deadly drought. A broken town. It's the worst drought in a generation, and the people of Senior Constable Paul Hirschhausen's vast outback beat are suffering. Foreclosures. Failing businesses. Petty quarrels that are spiralling out of control. So when a naive tourist runs into a ditch beyond the ruins of Mischance Creek, Hirsch is relieved to step away from Tiverton. But Annika Nordrum asks for more than just roadside assistance. Her father's body was found at the bottom of a mineshaft seven years ago - his death ruled an accident - and her mother hasn't been seen since. Can Hirsch close this cold case before the town reaches breaking point?

Inspector Jian and his daughter Weiwei just want to go back to their home in China: but Jian is facing a corruption charge in his absence and risks arrest. Instead he tries to scrape a living on London's meanest streets as an illegal immigrant, reduced to hustling Mah Jiang for cash. A bleak future looks to be growing bleaker still when a triad gang blackmail him into tracking down an unlikely young robber. In No Exit Jian and Weiwei scramble between London's grimiest bedsits and its swankiest penthouses as they penetrate the glittering world of 'princelings' - the rich children of the Chinese elite, who treat the city as their playground. Locked in a desperate struggle, with no way out in sight, It will take all their wiles, as well as some lucky gambles, to come out of this latest venture alive. No Exit is by Simon Lewis.

March 2026

Intelligence is by Robert Newman. Was he about to recruit her into the secret service? She held her breath. Frogwoman, codebreaker, assassin, saboteur - whatever it was, she'd do it!  Oxford, 1938. Ida and Medora are two brilliant young philosophers at the heart of a group who gather in storied rooms to dance, drink and debate theories of right and wrong. But as the world spins towards war, theoretical questions of life and death become all too real. While her friends are called up to do intelligence work, Ida, the irrepressible Texan outsider, seeks academic distraction. Then she stumbles across secret Nazi information that could radically change the direction of the war. Can she and Medora capture the attention of the spymasters and mandarins in London on time to save lives.


'You are quite the chameleon, aren't you? You could wear anything, do anything, and yet you choose plain, plain, plain. Is it all a front for a secret life?' Anna Harris knows how to blend in, to be whoever she has to be to get by. But somehow she has ended up in a quaint, sleepy village, swallowed into the lives of her boyfriend and in-laws. She's not unhappy, but this isn't the life she remembers choosing. When vivacious Sofia Carstairs moves to the village, Anna is reminded of the freedom she once had. She used to be carefree and rebellious. But is she willing to throw away her future for some fun? Perhaps leading two lives is more enticing than one. After all, Anna's not a bad person. She just wants to try it out...The Artful Anna Harris is by Tracy Maton.

May 2026

The Hollow Boys is by Tariq Ashkanani. Two children lost. The wrong one found. It's a warm evening in September when nine-year-old Danny Yates comes back from the dead. He walks into town half-starved and silent, ten months after he and his best friend Will Keefe were presumed drowned. And when Danny does finally speak, he swears that he's not Danny. He's Will. Danny's mother is convinced that her boy has come back wrong. More than that, she thinks the town itself is now at risk from whatever dark force returned her son. Chief of Police John Deacon is more interested in how the sinister disappearance of two boys could have been written off as a tragic accident, and who was responsible. What happened to Danny to make him take on his friend's name, his personality? And does Danny's return mean there's a chance that Will is still alive?

June 2026

North Dakota, 1970s. Renee 'Cash' Blackbear, a nineteen-year old Ojibwe woman spends her days playing pool, drinking beer and driving trucks for the local wheat farmers. When the body of the Ojibwe man is found in a field just outside of time, Sheriff Wheaton – Cash's guardian and only friend – and asks for her help. For Cash has an intuitive nature , and she knows that the answers will be found on the Red Lake Reservation. But navigating local racial tensions brings its own dangers, and soon Cash isn't only searching for justice: she is fighting for her life. Murder on the Red River is by cMarcie R. Rendon.