Today is the third in a series of the special features coordinated through Patti Abbott's Friday's "Forgotten" Books. The first was Donald Westlake, the second John D. McDonald, and today it's Margaret Millar (1915-1994). Millar was married to Kenneth Millar, better known as crime fiction author Ross MacDonald, but despite having an Edgar Award and over 25 novels to her credit (with some critics saying she was the better writer of the two), she never gained the same popularity as her husband. My local public library only had one of her books in the stacks, but several MacDonalds. A likely reason for the neglect is that she didn't have a breakout series character like MacDonald's Lew Archer, writing mostly standalones.
The Millars made a good writing team, such as the times Margaret helped her husband with dialogue. "I did teach him to write better dialogue so that everybody didn't sound like him. In the first two books, all of the characters talked like Ken! I don't even know anybody who talks like Ken. And I told him he had to listen...And we went around to a lot of places: pawn shops, low bars...And he realized how different people talk." Apparently, Kenneth also once said that the best lines usually resulted from the many arguments the couple had. If you want to read a truly indepth article on the writing Millars and how they influenced each other's work, see if you can grab a copy of Mystery Readers Journal from Fall 2001 and read "Ross Macdonald and Margaret Millar: Partners in Crime" by Tom Nolan.
The Soft Talkers is the U.K. title for Margaret Millar's novel from 1957, originally released in the U.S. as An Air That Kills. It follows the seemingly perfect married couple, Harry and Thelma Bream. Harry's best friend Ron Galloway invites his pals to his lakeside hunting lodge for the weekend, but then fails to show up. The worried friends call Galloway's house and speak to his wife, Esther, to find out what's keeping him, but the wife tells them Galloway left a long time ago. Then Thelma drops the bombshell on friend-caught-in the-middle Ralph Turee that she is pregnant with Ron's child. The investigation grows cold, and it isn't until much time has passed, when Ron is found dead buckled into his submerged convertible, that the even colder, twisted truth comes to light.
Millar's attention to dialogue is evident, part of the meticulous detail she gives to building her characters. Although she admittedly wasn't a fan of action-driven plots, her meticulous weaving of plot, clues and misdirection are all in fine form here, as is her zingy prose, examples of which you can find on nearly every page, like these:
He had a sensation that he and Harry were stationary and the night was moving past them swiftly, turbulent with secrets. To the right the bay was visible in the reflection of a half moon. The waves nudged each other and winked slyly and whispered new secrets.
Thelma, the day-dreamer, who fed her mediocrity with meaty chunks of dreams until it was fat beyond her own recognition. Under this system of mental dietetics Thelma became a woman equpped with great psychic powers...
It was merely theh skeleton of the truth. Only an expert could add the flesh and blood and muscle and all the vital organs that would make it a whole, borrowing a little here, a little there...
Although it's a shame Millar isn't as well known as MacDonald, it's nice to see that a couple of her novels have been reissued recently by Stark House Press. Maybe new readers can discover why Anthony Boucher said of her writing, "Devilishly devious trick-plotting given substance by acute and terrifying psychological insight."
I'm hoping Stark House reprints more of Millar's novels.
Posted by: George Kelley | June 01, 2012 at 09:42 AM
Though I'm not yet half-way through her oeuvre, An Air that Kills has stayed steady as my favourite Millar novel. I can't think of another writer who betters the lady when it comes to dialogue. The opening scene between Ron and Esther Galloway is particularly fine. Not at all surprising that this is one of the novels Stark House chose to resurrect.
Posted by: Brian Busby | June 01, 2012 at 10:08 AM
I love Millar's work and it's great that Patti has focused on her this week. This is one of the books from probably her golden era but I haven;t read it in ages and will definitely dig my copy out - cheers.
Posted by: Sergio (Tipping My Fedora) | June 01, 2012 at 10:38 AM
I hope so, too, George! Perhaps today's FFB will prompt Stark House to add more titles soon.
Posted by: BV Lawson | June 01, 2012 at 10:51 AM
I haven't read all of her books, either Brian (and maybe not as many as you have), but I think this is definitely a fine representative of her work in general. And yes, the dialogue is crisp, and the prose is the type that is poetic without drawing attention to itself.
Posted by: BV Lawson | June 01, 2012 at 10:53 AM
It's one of the standalones, Sergio, but I'm not sure how it would fall stylistically among Millar's works. I'm kind of sorry she didn't like series characters, but it would have been fun to see what she did with one, a la Lew Archer.
Posted by: BV Lawson | June 01, 2012 at 10:54 AM