My Academic Mysteries page is up to 19 authors.
I’ve made some additions, both classic and modern, but it’s possible I still don’t have them all. Any great campus crime authors who should be on this list?
My Academic Mysteries page is up to 19 authors.
I’ve made some additions, both classic and modern, but it’s possible I still don’t have them all. Any great campus crime authors who should be on this list?
What do Machiavellianism, psychopathy, and narcissism look like? Now we know, thanks to Science.
Composite photos of individuals high in narcissism were in fact judged as narcissistic. Same with psychopathy and Machiavellianism.
“The results indicated that unacquainted observers reliably detected the dark triad composite… not only is the dark triad a set of psycho-social characteristics — it may also be a set of physical — morphological characteristics.”
Here are the photos.
I tried these on my students and they were indeed able to tell who was what, especially the female psychopath.
What do you think your face says to the world?
Me, I think I’d rather not know. I just keep smiling and hope no one notices anything bad.
By the way, the “narcissist” in the featured photo is the composite on your right.
An earlier version was published on Jane Reads
Let’s talk about campus murder mysteries.
I love reading them and writing them. What is it about academia that sparks thoughts of murder? Of course there’s the old saying that “campus politics are so nasty because the stakes are so small.” But that’s more of an observation than an explanation. I have some ideas:
Clashing agendas. Professors want to enlighten the world with their teaching and their research, and deplore the duplicity of administrators. Administrators, on the other hand, need to keep the dollars flowing in, and the legislators and trustees off their backs, and they don’t want some self-righteous faculty Speaking Truth to Power and messing everything up. Late-twentieth-century postmodernists have nothing on administrators when it comes to having a complicated relationship with Truth:
“Our position is, yes, Mister Yamada, your wonderful idea for a Golf Course Management major is going through, and before you know it, we’ll be putting out graduates who are ready and willing to work at your resort. And also, no, Senator Kamoku, of course we’re not considering offering a major in golf as a taxpayer-subsidized sop to our most powerful trustee. The very idea.”
From The Invasive Species
Same words, different meanings. Naturally, everyone on campus agrees on striving for “excellence.” It’s in the University Strategic Plan, after all. Unfortunately, not everyone has the same definition of “excellence.”
“Dr. Rodge,” as he tells his students to call him, doesn’t give midterms or final exams, assigns no homework, and gives A’s to everyone who signs up for his Human Potential class. I can’t force Rodge to “maintain academic standards worthy of our university” (Hanson’s words) or “teach a real college class and knock off that feel-good bull****” (Hanson’s contemporary, Dr. Larry Schneider). As long as Rodge shows up when he’s supposed to and stays out of trouble with the students, there’s not much else I can do. Especially not when the Student Retention Office keeps nominating him for the campus-wide teaching award every year.
From The Cursed Canoe
The student as customer. But not the kind of customer you actually listen to. To cater to students (and their tuition dollars), administrators are forever coming up with new programs and bringing the latest edu-fads to campus.
Oddly enough, when students ask for more course sections, lower tuition, affordable childcare, and job placement, what administrators hear is “Can you impose some punishing new regime on the faculty that will make their lives harder without actually improving my education? Also hire more administrators pls.”
A few weeks after the Student Retention Office remodel was finished, the Associate Vice Chancellor for Student Engagement attended an ed-tech conference. Upon his return, we were directed to record our class sessions and post them online, so that students could watch them at their leisure. The problem was that we were “guides on the side” now, and the Associate Vice Chancellor for Student Engagement didn’t want to post hour-long videos of students sitting in circles talking. So we all had to go back to being “sages on the stage,” lecturing to the video camera, but this time we were cautioned to act as “facilitators of experience” rather than “providers of knowledge.” We’re still stuck with the immovable round tables.
From The Musubi Murder
And not only does academia provide plentiful motives for murder; it’s populated by nosy obsessives with library access who will drop everything to chase the faintest of clues. (This is also known as “research.”) So we have Christa Nardi’s Sheridan Hendley, Sarah Caudwell’s Hilary Tamar, Amanda Cross’s Kate Fansler, Joanne Dobson’s Karen Pelletier, R.T. Campbell’s John Stubbs, Edmund Crispin’s Gervase Fen, and of course Mahina State University’s Molly Barda.
In my view, the only mystery is why there aren’t even more academic detectives.
An earlier version was published on Christa Reads and Writes
After a rough semester, Professor Lyssa Pennington just wants to post her grades and join her husband, Kyle, in Cornwall for Christmas. First, though, she’s expected to host an elegant dinner for Emile Duval, the soon-to-be Chair of Languages at Tompkins College.
Too bad no one told Lyssa murder is on the menu. And, by the way, Emile Duval is an imposter. Who is he really? And who wanted him dead? Without those answers, the Penningtons can kiss Christmas in Cornwall goodbye.
For decades, authors have written murder mysteries set on university campuses, but how believable is that? Do highly educated people, such as professors and college presidents, really get hot enough under the collar to kill? Or dastardly enough to be killed? Surely not. After all, such people are the crème de la crème in an institution dubbed The Ivory Tower. Naturally, the elite experience strong emotions such as personal ambition, a desire for more money, and anger at discovering a colleague has plagiarized their work. But strong enough to murder?
What could possibly go on in academia that would motivate murder? In my experience, plenty! Just as plenty happens in Miss Marple’s lovely English village that results in murder.
In many ways a college or small university is similar to Miss Marple’s English village. The academic departments (Math and Science, History and English, Languages, Business) range around the campus Quad, much like the homes around a village green. Set slightly apart, like the village church, the college’s administration building is the symbol of ultimate power and leadership.
Within each academic department, personal ambitions play out in the battle for plum committee assignments, preferred courses and schedules, the better offices, salary advances, public kudos, and, possibly, ascendance to the powerful position of department chair. The faculty member who survives six years, jumps through every hoop, and ultimately wins the endorsement of everyone in his or her pecking order is awarded tenure and has the job for life. Tenure is a messy process, and the battle for tenure is fierce. Failure to achieve tenure means you’re out of a job, disgraced, and starting over somewhere else. No one takes it lightly.
Beyond the politics of the academic department, the college as a whole has parallels with an English village. Just as the village Sewing Circle, Church Choir, and Festival Committees play important roles in the operation of the village, so do the college committees—promotion and tenure; budget and operations; research and grants; library and curriculum; policy and ethics; academic discipline. The committees operate at the behest of the administration, draw their members from various departments, and carefully consider matters of importance to the college community. Who is deserving of tenure? Which departments will receive budget increases? Committee recommendations greatly impact departments and individuals. Committees hold power.
In short, there are many opportunities within and across academic departments for individuals to seek and wield power and, sadly, many people with Ph.Ds and other advanced degrees are both mean-spirited and very clever. Some enjoy the sport of exploiting the vulnerabilities of colleagues for their own amusement. Others play off the prejudices and fears of those in power, to advance their own agendas. Some are geniuses at finding and exploiting weaknesses in college operation. As a result, these ill-intentioned elite exercise invisible power that destroys careers, siphons off resources, and targets whole groups of people to be marginalized and disenfranchised.
This dark side of the college is more like the underbelly of a city than the charming cottages and flourishing gardens of a village. Like any dark side, there you’ll find desperation, fury, simmering hatred, and other intense emotions that fuel murder. Ask any victim if they’ve thought about murdering their tormentor, and you might get an honest affirmative.
In reality, there aren’t many murders at colleges and universities, just as there probably weren’t many murders in the typical English village of Miss Marple’s day, not nearly as many as her investigations would have us believe. Curious about the actual data on campus murder, I used a tool provided by the US Department of Education, College Safety and Security (https://ope.ed.gov/campussafety/) to search crime statistics for the many institutions I have attended or worked for or both over the years.
There were only two murders or willful killings reported, total, for more than a dozen institutions, ranging from small college to large university; these occurred at two different universities; neither was committed on the college campus itself. Frankly, the very low number of real murders year after year surprised me, given the backstabbing, undercutting, and vicious cruelty I’ve witnessed in the ivory tower. But I respect the data.
I’ve been reading academic mysteries for decades, from authors like Amanda Cross, Louise Penny, Peter Lovesey, Joanne Dobson, the list goes on and on. I’m currently writing the fourth book in my academic mystery series, The Penningtons Investigate, whose setting is fictitious Tompkins College right here in the Finger Lakes of Upstate New York. While none of the plots are actual events they do draw from the endless intrigue of my higher education experience and the brazen exploits of highly educated colleagues who surely knew the consequences of their misdeeds. I wonder how similar my experience has been compared with others working in academic settings.
C. T. Collier was born to solve logic puzzles, wear tweed, and drink Earl Grey tea. Her professional experience in cutthroat high tech and backstabbing higher education gave her endless opportunity to study intrigue. Add to that her longtime love of mysteries, and it’s no wonder she writes academic mysteries that draw inspiration from traditional whodunits. Her setting is entirely fictional: Tompkins College is no college and any college, and Tompkins Falls is a blend of several Finger Lakes towns, including her hometown, Seneca Falls, NY (AKA Bedford Falls from It’s a Wonderful Life).
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One question that I get is,
“Am I in your book?”
I can see why people might ask this. The setting is a public university in Hawaii, similar in some ways to my own workplace. The main character is Molly Barda, who teaches in the Mahina State University College of Commerce. I teach at a university, in Hawaii, in the business school.
But I must insist: I am making most of it up.
In my author bio, I try to make this clear:
Like Molly Barda, Frankie Bow teaches at a public university. Unlike her protagonist, she is blessed with delightful students, sane colleagues, a loving family, and a perfectly nice office chair. She believes if life isn’t fair, at least it can be entertaining.
I have sacrificed Truth on the altar of Art.
Why? Because Truth is boring.
If I were really writing about myself and the people I know, my stories would feature kind, capable people doing their jobs competently and without incident. Snore.
So I punch it up a little: Ruinous budget cuts. Reckless, showboating legislators. A powerful and well-funded Student Retention Office staffed by self-assured dimwits.
Molly, my protagonist and narrator, is neurotic and socially awkward. Her bottom-line-obsessed dean won’t let her report cheaters, because he refuses to scare off paying customers. Her next-door colleague is the reason she’s not allowed to close the door when she has a student in her office (it’s called the “Rodge Cowper Rule”). Her students don’t know what “plutocracy” means, but they’re pretty sure it has something to do with planets.
So no, you are (probably) not in my book. I promise. Now go read and enjoy!
Originally posted on Brooke Blogs
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Professor Molly Barda is looking forward to a quiet summer in Mahina, Hawaii, working on her research and adjusting to married life. But when a visit from her new husband’s relatives coincides with a murder, Molly wonders what she’s married into–and realizes she might have a killer under her roof.
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