Thursday, September 22, 2016


Because my BJ Vinson books are being published anew by DSP Publications, it seems appropriate to reintroduce the major characters in the series. Therefore, I would like to reprint a post to this blog that appeared on August 30, 2012. 

When I write a novel, I constantly struggle to avoid "over describing" my major characters. This is to allow readers to paint a mind picture of these individuals for themselves. Apparently, I succeeded with BJ. When an artist presented a proposed a dramatic book cover for THE ZOZOBRA INCIDENT showing BJ as bearded, I reacted by saying my protagonist was clean-shaven. The artist responded that I hadn't given a clue as to whether BJ had a beard or not. So I was successful in my goal of allowing the reader to create my hero in his or her own image. Please feel free to picture the Albuquerque PI as bearded or not.

Actually, I have a very firm idea of how he looks, acts, thinks, and feels. I know who he is because I created him. I know, for example, Burleigh was a family name (his mother's father's name, as a matter of fact), and that J was a MIO--middle name only. He was born September 12, 1972 and was 34 at the time The Zozobra Incident takes place in 2006.

His parents, Robert and Frances Vinson, were both educators. They raised him with a steady, firm hand and always sought to guide rather than impose. His father was a very strong influence in his life and probably knew BJ was gay before he did. Robert was supportive and encouraged his son to play football in high school and even backed his decision to join the Marines. In later years, BJ understood this was not an attempt to "convert" him, but was his father's effort to provide as normal a background as possible to give BJ a rock-solid basis for deciding who he was and who he was going to be.

BJ came to grips with the fact he was gay slowly, finally accepting his sexual orientation in his late teens. Since he had a strong, supportive father and a nourishing, yet not dominating, mother in his life, he came to the conclusion his homosexuality was "hard-wired." Thereafter, he accepted who he was without obsessing over it. He neither hid nor flaunted his sexuality. As a result, he moved easily through all the spectra of Albuquerque society.

Both senior Vinsons died on January 2, 2003 in a car accident on Interstate-40, leaving their only son and heir an estate of $12 million. Some years earlier, they had loaned a struggling local business a modest amount of operating capital. That business later moved to Seattle and became Microsoft. By the time of their deaths, BJ had a degree in Criminology from UNM and was a detective with the Albuquerque Police Department. A little over a year later, he was shot in the thigh while he and his partner, Gene Enriquez, attempted to apprehend a murder suspect. That occasioned both the breakup between BJ and his lover, local attorney Del Dahlman, and his medical retirement from APD.

Even though he was independently wealthy, BJ continued to live in the home his father built at 5228 Post Oak Drive NW in Albuquerque's North Valley. The residence was located in a '50s middle-class neighborhood, which was growing a bit geriatric. The home, a contemporary red brick, white-trimmed, cross-gabled structure with stone foundations, had a basement--something unusual for Albuquerque at the time.

BJ was incapable of sitting around and living on his inheritance, so on September 18, 2005, he opened B. J. Vinson, Confidential Investigations. Referrals from his many cop friends helped turn the business profitable. He hired his mother best friend, a retired public school teacher named Hazel Harris, as secretary and office manager. What he got was a surrogate mother, whom he suffered fondly.

Eleven months after opening his office doors on the third floor of a historic building across the street from the Albuquerque Library's main facility, Del Dahlman came to ask his help. The lawyer was being blackmailed. Against his better judgment, BJ accepted his former' lover's request...and thus The Zozobra Incident began.

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