I’ve known Rebecca Cantrell since her third Hannah Vogel book, A Game of Lies, came out. I met her at The Poisoned Pen, spent time with her at Left Coast Crime in Santa Fe, and, best of all, had ice cream with her at The Sugar Bowl in Scottsdale. Now, I have the chance to ask Rebecca a few questions. Thanks, Rebecca!

Not satisfied with that, I turned my hand to comedy and wrote a supremely silly mystery series with Sean Black about a child star who plays a detective on TV and grows up and resolves to become a detective in real life. Not that it’s easy going undercover when people keep coming over to get your autograph, but Sofia Salgado persists. These can be read in any order, and they’re alphabetized. The first one is A is for Actress.
I’m a bit of a research junkie, and this is a time period where there are so many secondary and primary sources available that I can bury myself in diaries, newspaper articles, films, and books.
I felt like they were languishing with my publisher, so I procured the rights for myself and I’m bringing out my own new editions—new covers, light editing, and new books coming soon. I just completed the first work in Hannah’s Berlin yesterday! It’s a long short story (or a short novelette) called Cigarette Boy about her brother, Ernst, and his world in the gay cabarets of Berlin before the first novel takes place. He tries to solve the murder of cigarette boy in his club and is confronted with the harsh and seductive reality of the Nazis.It was so much fun to finally get back to Berlin. Of course, ironically, I wrote the first four Berlin books while living in Hawaii, then moved to Berlin for four years and wrote several books not set there. Then I moved back to Hawaii and quickly started the first Berlin short story. It’s like I try to make my life difficult.
I can’t answer that. All my other books will be angry with me! I love them all equally. I love the Hannah Vogel series because it’s close to my heart and is set in one of my favorite cities on earth and I got to do tons and tons of research to write them. I love the Sanguines series because it was fun working with Rollins and making up an entire vampiric mythology that spanned two thousand years. I love the Joe Tesla series because it’s fascinating to spend time in the in between world of the New York subway and find out what lives in the spaces most of us pass through without ever looking. I love the iMonsters series because writing cell phone novels was a fascinating new way to tell stories. And I love the Malibu Mystery series because they are silly, wonderful fun and that gives me a nice break when my other series are too dark—Sean Black and I work hard to crack each other up.
In Berlin, I like to start at the Brandenburg Gate and wander through the Tiergarten to the Victory Column and climb up and see the city spread around us. Or a day on Museum Island looking at treasures and history collected from across the world. Or a driving tour through the city using old East German Trabants. Or…lots of stuff… Throw in a döner kebap or a curry wurst, and any one of those is a great day.
Let me see. Luna Wolf Moon by Ian Macdonald just arrived today. It’s the second in the Luna series, a Game of Thrones-esque series set on the moon. I also just started Blitzed: Drugs in the Third Reich by Norman Ohler. I just finished The Golden Compass by Philip Pullman. I can’t believe I haven’t read it before, and I’ll be getting the next books in that series soon. I recently finished The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating by Elizabeth Tova-Bailey about a woman confined to her bed with illness and how she rediscovers the world through a snail her friend brings her. Mystery thriller wise I just tore through Andrew Peterson’s Nathan McBride series, Moriarity by Anthony Horowitz, and I keep re-reading my son’s fantasy novel, A Tale of Gods, Mortals, and Jell-O Shooters because it’s just so damn funny. He wrote it when he was 16, and it’s available on Kindle and I just love it! (yes, I’m a very proud mother)
I went to a pretty nasty junior high school in Alaska where I saw a guy get knifed in the cafeteria on the first day. He didn’t die, but the experience was scary enough to put me off lunch entirely. I would go into the library during third period and prop open the back door with a little paperback and then come back during lunch when the library was closed and slip in through that door and read until lunch was over. I thought I was getting away with something, but by the end of the year I realized the librarian was on to me and letting me get away with it. I’ve always loved libraries—the library is the first place I seek out in a new place, and I wanted to be a librarian when I grew up. I almost majored in Library Studies but ended up going for Creative Writing at the last minute.
Rebecca Cantrell’s website is www.rebeccacantrell.com, and you can see the new covers of the Hannah Vogel books on her site.



I really liked the first Hannah Vogel book. And I love the Sugar Bowl in Scottsdale!
Jeff! Kindred soul! You've been to & love the Sugar Bowl!
Thanks, Jeff! I'm glad to hear you liked the first one! More to come!
What's your favorite ice cream? I only went to the Sugar Bowl once with Lesa and I can't remember what I ordered except that there was butterscotch and talk of a rock star father. Remember all that, Lesa?
I do, Rebecca. I think we were all a little drunk on ice cream, if that conversation was any indication.
I've known Rebecca since she was born. I have loved all her books and like Rebecca, I don't have a favorite. I will testify that her description of Joe Tesla and his dog in the subway tunnel as a train came roaring through was perfect. I found myself in that situation while I was with my brother and his friends as we explored train tunnels years ago. My brother and his friend ran ahead into the tunnel, while I walked slower because I was leading a blind friend so he could experience the train tunnel as I described it to him. When the guys came tearing back past us toward the tunnel opening because vibrating tracks meant a train was on its way, the blind friend and I could not run. We got as close to the wall as we could, standing on rubble and just waited. I had my small dog in one arm and the blind guy held the other. When the train passed, we made out way out, waving to my mother, sister and the guys like race car drivers after a wreck. Read Rebecca's description, it's much better than mine, but Joe Tesla was far braver than I. I was terrified. I can't wait to read Hannah's new adventures and hope to see more of Joe as well. To think Rebecca as a tiny baby would become such an incredible story teller as an adult, (and a gorgeous person), certainly did not occur to me, but I am so glad she did.
Evy, I hope Rebecca will come back and read your comment. I'm sure she will appreciate it. And, your description of that train coming while you stood there is terrifying.