JIM MULLEN — I read and watch a lot of detective stories, and the type I really enjoy are place-centered. The ones where the crimesolver's hometown is as much a part of the story as the crime that starts the story rolling. New York, Chicago, L.A. and San Francisco have more than their fair share of detectives. So does London, and for some reason, rural England. The butler rarely does it, but mystery readers seem to really love any crime that takes place in one of the "stately homes of England."
But now, for every mystery story that takes place in a big city, there seems to be one that takes place in a small town. The king of that, on television at least, was "Murder, She Wrote," which was set in the fictional town of Cabot Cove, Maine. During the show's 12-year run, 274 people were murdered in a town of roughly 3,500. According to the London Daily Mail, "This gives it an annual murder rate of 1,490 per million -- more than 50 percent higher than Honduras," the current murder capital of the world.
As a successful mystery writer, the show's heroine, Jessica Fletcher, would travel for business and pleasure, dead bodies piling up behind her wherever she went. If she signed a book for you, there was a pretty good chance that you would die before you ever got a chance to read it. It's a surprise that no one turned "Murder, She Wrote" into one of those ultra-violent video games. Instead of shooting people, though, in this game you would simply walk Jessica Fletcher through a small town and people would start falling over dead as she passed. If she ever bothered to turn around, she'd see a trail of dead bodies.