Posts Tagged ‘the Valley’

What’s In A Name?


April 19th, 2018 Posted 7:23 am

Mrs. Publicist: Past time for this month’s What’s In A Name, where Peter Abrahams aka Spencer Quinn discusses a character name from one of his books. Pete, we’ve never done place names. You make up a lot of places – the Valley, say, in the Chet and Bernie mysteries, 0r –

Pete: Or St. Roch in the Bowser and Birdie middle-grade series!

Mrs. P: Which, I should point out, adults with fake ID are also reading. Tell us about naming St. Roch.

Pete: Well, Birdie and her family live in bayou country, so I wanted something French. And St. Roch is the patron saint of dogs. The series is narrated by Bowser. And while there is a St. Roch section of New Orleans, there’s no St. Roch in Louisiana.

Mrs. P: So – a perfect storm.

Pete: I think of it as a perfect calm.

Mrs. P: See you next month for another edition of What’s In A Name. Maybe the readers have a suggestion.


West World Dog Show


February 23rd, 2015 Posted 7:35 am

Coming up, and in the Valley! The barn hunt part sounds like fun!


What’s In A Name?


November 15th, 2013 Posted 7:52 am

Ms. Publicist: Fifteenth of the month and therefore time for What’s In A Name. What’ll it be this month, Spence?

Spencer Quinn: How about “The Valley?” The Valley is the huge urban area surrounded by vast desert where Chet and Bernie live. The residents call it the Valley – the way the residents of Phoenix do – so that’s how Chet thinks of it.

Ms. P: So Chet and Bernie live in Phoenix?

SQ: Not exactly. They live in an imaginary southwestern city that resembles Phoenix although the vibe might be a little more Tucson-like. I wanted that combination for Chet, the contrast of the urban and the wild, and I think most readers thought: Arizona. But when I do signings in the L.A. area they all think it’s their valley.

Ms. P.: Chet finally does learn the facts.

SQ: Yes. In the Sound and the Furry, book six in the series, there’s this passage:

The wiry dude squinted down at Bernie. Then he laughed. “You’re not from around here.”

“True,” said Bernie.

“Where you from?”


Ha! We were from Arizona? I’d wondered about that.

Ms. P.: Thanks, Spence. See you next month!


Faint Memories


October 7th, 2010 Posted 10:00 am

Colonel Bob’s on speaker. Hey! That reminds me of something. Not just all the fun we had – those pilots sure know how to have fun: is that in Thereby Hangs A Tail? But something else, something about …

“Just wondering how we’re doing, Bernie?” he says.

Bernie rubs his chin. He hasn’t shaved in a day or two, so his hand makes a rasping sound. I like that sound but prefer when Bernie shaves. Never liked beards, and besides we have to look professional in this business. We’re partners in the Little Detective Agency, me and Bernie. I do my best to look professional. Janie’s my groomer, the best groomer in the whole Valley. She has a great business with a great business plan: Janie’s Pet Grooming Service – We Pick Up and Deliver.

“I’m talking about Astrid,” Colonel Bob says.

“Yeah,” says Bernie. “Maybe we should meet.”

“Dry Gulch?” says Colonel Bob. “In an hour?”

“Okay.” Bernie hangs up and turns to me. “Where’s that damn flow chart?”

Flow chart? A faint memory rises in my mind, kind of like that fish I once saw in the canal. We have a canal here in the Valley – have I mentioned that already? And then, just like that fish, the faint memory sinks back down, out of sight. I don’t let it bother me.


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