That thriller of mine...well the first thing is I write a lot more slowly than some. The book mixes art history, terrorism and international intrigue. It began as a way to amuse myself and grew a life of its own. I've just gotten through that awful part where the plot makes no sense and I nearly set the thing on fire. Which of course would be my laptop on fire, not a good thing. So I put the book aside for a bit and now I'm back to it and the pieces seem to be falling into place, more or less. I hope. Wish me luck.
I will have to look into this Norwegian crime fiction thing. I'm imagining big, airy bathrooms with glass showers and stainless steel appliances and windows with no curtains or shades and the horrific, bloody shower-stall murder of the aging leader of the band Aha. Please forgive my cultural ignorance ;-)
Fascinating work you're doing. How do you find translators?
I think the most overlooked top-rate mystery writers today are Edward Wright, John Shannon, and Keith Snyder. Wright writes a series set in Los Angeles in the late 40s-early 50s and his hero is a former actor who starred in some Z-movie western serials and now works as a debt collector. Shannon writes about LA today; his protagonist is a PI who specializes in finding missing children and returning them to their parents, but only if he thinks it will benefit the kid. And Snyder writes (or wrote -- I'm not sure he's got a contract now) present-day mysteries set mostly in Pasadena, in which the mystery is primarily the excuse for some really brilliant riffing among a set of high-IQ, high-intelligence characters. Extremely funny at times.
Since you asked, my new Bangkok thriller, THE FOURTH WATCHER, comes out in June (William Morrow) and the last one, A NAIL THROUGH THE HEART, goes into trade paperback at the same time. And I'm working on a new mystery series set in Los Angeles.
Other than that, I've got lots of time on my hands.