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Robert B. Parker 2003 Interview
Creator of Spenser, Boston's famous private eye
by Jules Older
Yankee Classic from October 2003
Robert B. Parker has set novels in Los Angeles, in Ireland, in the Wild West, and in the capitals of Europe. But the setting he always returns to is greater Boston, home to his best known character, the wisecracking, Shakespeare-quoting, gun-toting private eye named Spenser, who first appeared 30 years ago in The Godwulf Manuscript. Spenser, along with his deadly-force colleague, Hawk, and longtime sweetheart, psychologist Susan Silverman, leads readers through Boston's streets and suburbs until they know the city like a guidebook.
Robert and Joan Parker are exemplars of rough and smooth. He's muscled, paunchy, with a face that, like his famous protagonist's, looks like it's gone too many rounds in the ring. He's wearing jeans and an old black sportshirt. She is tall, elegant, and stunning. She wears a chic pantsuit with a sexy, calf-flashing slit. Smooth.
Their Cambridge, Massachusetts, home is a gorgeously decorated three-story, 14-room, gray-green mansard Victorian, with burgundy, teal, and cream trim. The 1870-ish house is landscaped, trellised, gargoyled, and scant yards from Harvard's red-brick Federal austerity. "This is Joan's art," says Robert Parker. "And," he sighs, "it's a never-ending story."
Joan sighs back. "Our carpenter has become the third son I never wanted."
The Parkers do a lot of sighing--mock sighing--about each other's foibles. It's clearly a routine they've practiced to perfection, and in 46 years of marriage, plus another six of courtship, they've had plenty of time to practice.
Those years of marriage come with a qualifier, however. Here's how Spenser put it in Widow's Walk:
"Are you married?" she said.
"I'm, ah, going steady," I said.
"Going steady? I haven't heard anyone say that in thirty years."
I shrugged.
"How long have you been going steady?"
"'Bout twenty-five years," I said, "with a little time out in the middle."
In the early '80s, the Parkers had a time out, and when they came back together, they reorganized their living arrangement. Robert lives on the ground floor; Joan, on the second. The third is for guests.
After Joan's house tour, Robert and I meet in his high-tech office, done in his favorite colors, burgundy and green.
Just how similar are you and Spenser?
He comes out of me and, like me, is ferociously devoted to a remarkable and interesting woman. Like me, he was in Korea and loves baseball. He, too, is a weight lifter who runs, and of course he lives around here. But he's not me. I'm not, for example, a fighter--I've never fought when escape was possible.
Have you found yourself becoming more like your character? Do you ever ask yourself, "What would Spenser do?"
No. I am more clear on the difference between Spenser and real life than anyone in the world. I have never read one of my books. I write five pages a day, five days a week. When I've written about 300 pages, I send it in to my editor. That's the last time I read it. My relationship to my books is that of the carpenter to the house. Once, a Spenser fan club ran a 10-question trivia quiz, which I took. I got five of them wrong.


Reader Comments
Comment from Deloris U Atkins on January 29, 2010
I guess you know by now, that Robert Parker died this past week. We will all miss him.
Comment from Richard Lapointe on February 7, 2010
"We all know less about this craft than we say we do." What a realist. It's that kind of brutal honesty that compells you to read on. There's no fluff and puff or wasted rhetoric. He goes to the heart, states his case, and leaves you wondering what hit you. I love it. Regretably I'll miss it. Won't we all. God bless Parker and Spencer, wherever they intersect.Regrets to Joan and the boys. There's always a void.
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