Thank you to Kerrie for hosting the Alphabet in Crime Fiction
When you read crime fiction, you are bound to come across a spot of blood – or a haemorrhage – quite often. And it seems that those of my friends who never read crime fiction believe blood and death is all there is to it.
But we know better, of course. So much depends on which subgenre you read –if you prefer hard-boiled thrillers set in cities or the cosy village puzzles. But I have hardly met a blogger who is satisfied if there is nothing to the story than violence.
Still, all categories seem to have embarked on an arms race, meaning that one body is no body. Apparently some people – the publishers? – the readers? – the writers? – demand more blood and gore than a decade ago.
Or am I wrong?
NB: you have four days left to join my competition.