The Weinman doppelganger: A Bouchercon mystery
I scrutinized her face, her shortish brown hair, and her rangy, athletic figure, and I smiled knowingly. "That's not Sarah Weinman," I told my friend.
"It's elementary, my dear McFetridge," I continued. "The key is the subtle difference between the pronunciations of Sarah and Sara."
For our perplexed companion was not the well-known proprietress of Confessions of an Idiosyncratic Mind, but rather another writer, this one named Sara J. Henry. The case grows still more complicated. Weinman, though living in New York, is from Ottawa. Henry, though living in Vermont, is from Nepean, Ontario, now a part of – Ottawa.
The mystery deepens.
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As I waited to begin the journey that turned into Tuesday's post, a little girl scuttled across the waiting hall at Baltimore's Penn Station, calling, "Mammy, mammy!" But I'd been spending too much time with crime writers, because I at first heard her girlish cries as "Allan Guthrie!"
"I'd be worried about that kid," my travel companion said.
© Peter Rozovsky 2008
Labels: Bouchercon, Bouchercon 2008, conventions, Sara J. Henry, Sarah Weinman
12 Comments:
The more I dig into this the more I realise that Canadians are running the world.
Three of the eight people sitting around the table in the post below this one are -- Need I say it?
My Kelly Link quote continues to be scarily appropriate.
What's even scarier is that we have everyone convinced we're so nice. It's all part of an evil plan...
So that's who she was? I never saw the real Sarah then.
First Dan Aykroyd, then the two Sara(h)s ... And I know I don't have to tell you where Akroyd hs from.
Patti, people didn't see you even though you were there but kept seeing Sarah Weinman when she wasn't there.
I am prepared to testify that not only did I see you at Bouchercon, but that we had a nice schmooze in the Radisson -- unless that was a Patti Abbott doppelganger.
Signore anonymous, there's more. One day I was having coffee with John McFetridge, Declan Burke (non-Canadian) and an author named Howard Shrier whom I had not previously known. Not only is he Canadian, but it turns out that he was at high school with me. We had a chat about mutual acquaintances.
From the doppleganger herself: It was an odd feeling to be mistaken for someone else, but I met many people I wouldn't have otherwise - and would like to apologize to all those who thought they greeted the other Sarah, and didn't.
-Sara
http://sarainvermont.blogspot.com
I can well imagine that the repeated mistaken sightings felt exceedingly odd. It's nice to see that you're taking advantage of it.
I think I'll try to look like Dennis Lehane next time, though Laura Lippman might have been a better choice at this Bouchercon.
Now that I've met Peter, the idea of him trying to look like Laura Lippman is very disturbing to me.
Hmm, you're right. I have brown hair; she's blonde. It would never work.
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