Rogue Wave (33 page)
Authors: Susan Dunlap
Dunlap and her father at the beach, probably Coney Island. ”“My happiest vacations were at the beach,” says Dunlap, “here, at the Jersey shore, at Jones Beach, and two glorious winter weeks in Florida.”
Dunlap’s grammar school graduation from Stewart School on Long Island, New York.
In 1968, Dunlap arrived in San Francisco; this photo was taken by her husband-to-be atop one of the city’s many hills. Dunlap recalls, “It’s winter; I’m wearing a T-shirt; I’m ecstatic!”
Dunlap’s dog Seumas at eight weeks old. “We’d had him two weeks and he was already in charge, happily biting my hand (see my grimace),” she says. “He lived for sixteen good, well-tended years.”
Dunlap started practicing yoga in 1969 and received her instructor certification in 1981, after a three-week intensive course in India with B. K. S. Iyengar. Here she demonstrates the
uttanasa
pose (the basic standing forward bend) for her students.
Seumas and Dunlap in 1988: “He was an old guy by this time, who had better things to do than be a photo prop. I think his expression says it all.”
Dunlap relished West Coast life. “This is what someone who grew up in the snow of the East Coast dreams of . . . the California life!”
For her fiftieth birthday, Dunlap and a group of close writer friends went to Santa Cruz for the weekend. Seated above from left to right: Marilyn Wallace, Marcia Muller, Dunlap, and Shelley Singer. Seated on the floor: Judith Gruber (pen name Gillian Roberts), Linda Grant, and Lia Matera.
The Sisters-in-Crime presidents and former presidents—known as the Goddesses—always gather for a picture at conventions. One year, Dunlap had to miss the gathering. Her friends, knowing how much she wanted to be there, photoshopped her into the image.
Dunlap’s last typewriter, before she happily switched to writing on a computer. “Plotting is one of the aspects of writing I really like—everything’s new, all gates open, all roads wide,” she says. “But it involves a great deal of data with connections that are not always linear. On paper or white board or with notes taped on corkboard—I tried them all—it was cumbersome. Using the computer was magic.”
A
BOOK LIKE THIS
requires a lot of research and the help of busy, generous people. I would like to thank N. Tom Siebe, Chief Deputy Coroner of Sonoma County, for his expertise and patience, and San Francisco Coroner Dr. Boyd Stephens for his superb suggestions. (All my characters at the morgue herein are totally fictional.)
Thanks to Dr. Charles Yingling, professor of psychology and neuropsychological surgery, for his insights and graciousness.
To Ronald Lynn, oceanographer at Scripps Institute, for his technical help.
And to Captain Bob Gallia of
El Dorado I
in Berkeley, Linda Harrington, “Admiral” of bird rescue in Seward, Alaska, gymnast Natasha Hall, and Mike Lynch at Golden Gate Gymnastics.
And to Jennie Arndt for her unusual perception.
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
copyright © 1991 by Susan Dunlap
cover design by Kathleen Lynch
978-1-4532-5056-3
This edition published in 2012 by Open Road Integrated Media
