From time to time I get on a re-read kick and the last week
it took me back to John D. MacDonald's Travis McGee series (The one with a
different color in each title, such as The
Empty Copper Sea). Reread five in about that many days. We had a wonderful
spell of weather here in KC and I could sit outside and read and sip--along
with Travis--Boodles gin on ice.
That series was good. I had enough distance (and poor
memory) to forget the details of many of the plots, but what I enjoy most is
not the story, it's being with Travis again. Through Travis, MacDonald creates a
reality for the reader easy to enter. Creating reality with words is my goal in
fiction writing.
I wanted to create my own Travis type of character. His name
is Phillip McGuire. Instead of a beach bum who lives on a houseboat in Florida
and makes money doing various kinds of salvage work (and most of that salvage
for Travis was healing people), my guy is a
burnt-out foreign correspondent who
gives up journalism to return to his college town to buy and run a bar.
I have two books about McGuire published by Curiosity Quills: Tortured Truths and Heart Chants. If you are a Travis McGee fan, I hope you'll check them out and let
me know what you think.
True story here: I was driving in the car and listening to
the radio news when an AP report told me that:
"Travis McGee, the creator of the John D. MacDonald series, died
today." I kid you not. My God, how both the creator and the created would
have loved that.