I like combining true stories like the prince’s 1921 visit to India and subsequent riots with personal stories that come from my own imagination. PRH India cover illustration inspired by Wilson College! Perveen assists her grieving family and finds the truth is more frightening-and may even portend violence against the visiting English prince. The immediate assumption is that the girl’s death was an act of political suicide or vengeance. This conflict comes to a head when Edward VIII, Prince of Wales, travels through the city in a gala procession, during which time one student protestor is arrested, and the other, a female, is discovered dead on the college grounds.
They don’t want to imagine what the city would be like without familiar faces controlling the courts and government. She yearns for her country to be free, while many of her family and friends prefer the status quo. The book’s heroine, solicitor Perveen Mistry, is caught between two worlds. The third novel in my Perveen Mistry series delves deep into the political conflicts in 1921 India between India’s British ruling class and Indian subjects desperate for autonomy. How lucky I was to have been in India before it was too late. The final research trip, which involved getting inside a historic college and touring a police station, happened just a month before COVID closed the world down. I went to India twice to research this book twice. This was a book I labored over for a longer period of time than I usually allow myself. I thanked the friends who’d come for their patience.
Little Daisy has the mouth of a publicist And you could say thousands were there-because of the cicadas in the four-plus acres of gardens connected to the bookstore. I imagined many people hadn’t been that close to so many others in over a year. It’s a very exciting, and slightly daring, experience to launch a book in a community that is probably 2/3 vaccinated, even though we were outdoors. Soho Press’s edition of The Bombay Prince, my first book in two years, has launched into the world. Just a few hours ago, I ripped off my mask and greeted an audience on a packed patio at The Ivy Bookshop in Baltimore for a book-signing. This post originally appeared on Murder Is Everywhere.
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