The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag: A Flavia de Luce Mystery (Flavia De Luce Mysteries) CD + PRICE WATCH * Amazon pricing is not included in price watch

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag: A Flavia de Luce Mystery (Flavia De Luce Mysteries) CD

Amazon Exclusive: An Essay by Alan Bradley Flavia de Luce walked into my life one winter day, parked herself on a campstool, and refused to be budged. It took me quite a while to realize that she wasnâ??t even faintly interested in the mystery novel I was attempting to write at the time: the one into which she had wandered. I found out quickly enough that Flavia wanted her own book--and that was that. And it was just the beginning. There were still more problems to come. The first was this: Flavia lived in 1950, while I was writing about her in 2006 and 2007. As an author, itâ??s not as easy as you might think projecting--and keeping--your mind in a different century from your body--not without forever being yanked back into the present by everyday annoyances such as frozen water pipes, expiring license plates, incessantly barking dogs, and the need to shop for food. Another problem was this: I lived on Canadaâ??s west coast, where the clocks are set to Pacific Time, while Flavia lived in Bishopâ??s Lacey, England, which is on Greenwich Mean Time--a difference of nine hours. In practical terms, this meant that Flavia was raring to go every day just as I was getting ready for bed. Because there was no point in either of us being tired and cranky, we finally managed to work out a compromise in which I began awakening at 4:00 a.m. to write, while Flavia (rather impatiently) hung around until after lunch, waiting for me to show up. As The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie progressed, I soon learned that Flavia wouldnâ??t be pushed around--especially by me. Because she had so many of her own ideas, she had little patience with mine. Occasionally, if I were tired, Iâ??d find myself trying to put words in her mouth: to push her, as it were. But Flavia would have none of it. "Blot that," she seemed to be saying. "Letâ??s back up and start again." And of course we did. Then there was the problem of the chemistry. While Flavia knew everything about chemistry that could be known, my own knowledge of the subject could be put into a thimble with room left over for a finger. If I protested that I was in doubt about the precise details of one of her more bizarre chemical experiments, Flavia would snap her metaphorical fingers and say, "Well, you can look it up in your spare time." Almost from the outset I realized that the tale Flavia had to tell could never be contained in a single book. And thatâ??s how the series was born. Fortunately, my editors were in total agreement! We liked the idea of each book revolving around some now-vanished English custom, or way of life, and of being able, gradually, to get to know the de Luce family, giving each of them the time and the space to--eventually--tell his or her own story. Of course, to convey authentic 1950s voices, the pacing would have to be slower than we are used to in the 21st century. On the other hand, a more relaxed narrative would allow for an additional overall richness of description that might not be found in a more breakneck series of thrillers. But I neednâ??t have worried: Flavia had her own voice and insisted on being listened to. It was I who had to do the learning. --Alan Bradley (Photo © Shirley Bradley) Read More

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    From Dagger Award–winning and internationally bestselling author Alan Bradley comes this utterly beguiling mystery starring one of fiction’s most remarkable sleuths: Flavia de Luce, a dangerously brilliant eleven-year-old with a passion for chemistry and a genius for solving murders. This time, Flavia finds herself untangling two deathsâ??separated by time but linked by the unlikeliest of threads.

    Flavia thinks that her days of crime-solving in the bucolic English hamlet of Bishop’s Lacy are overâ??and then Rupert Porson has an unfortunate rendezvous with electricity. The beloved puppeteer has had his own strings sizzled, but who’d do such a thing and why? For Flavia, the questions are intriguing enough to make her put aside her chemistry experiments and schemes of vengeance against her insufferable big sisters. Astride Gladys, her trusty bicycle, Flavia sets out from the de Luces’ crumbling family mansion in search of Bishop’s Lacey’s deadliest secrets.

    Does the madwoman who lives in Gibbet Wood know more than she’s letting on? What of the vicar’s odd ministrations to the catatonic woman in the dovecote? Then there’s a German pilot obsessed with the Brontë sisters, a reproachful spinster aunt, and even a box of poisoned chocolates. Most troubling of all is Porson’s assistant, the charming but erratic Nialla. All clues point toward a suspicious death years earlier and a case the local constables can’t solveâ??without Flavia’s help. But in getting so close to who’s secretly pulling the strings of this dance of death, has our precocious heroine finally gotten in way over her head?
     


    From the Hardcover edition.

  • 0307576418
  • 9780307576415
  • Alan Bradley
  • 9 March 2010
  • Random House Audio
  • Audio CD (CD)
  • Unabridged
  • Audiobook
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