A CONVERSATION WITH JOHN BENEDICT about FATAL …

[Pages:5]A CONVERSATION WITH JOHN BENEDICT about FATAL COMPLICATIONS

TELL US A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF, HOW AND WHEN YOU STARTED WRITING.

I used to write short stories in high school--always loved to write fiction--the freedom is exhilarating. In fact, one of my early characters was named Doug Landry (protagonist in my first two medical thrillers). But then I went to an engineering college and pursued a career in medicine, so the writing got left behind. Then came marriage and 3 children. Finally one day, 20 years later, I returned to write. It's critical to have a supportive wife who lets me spend countless hours in the library typing away.

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO WRITE YOUR NOVEL?

Two things. One night while I was working on an emergency surgery in the middle of the night, it struck me. Rarely does someone willingly surrender control of their mind and body to a total stranger. But this is exactly what happens when someone is being wheeled into the OR for emergency surgery and the total stranger is their anesthesiologist. The trust that this represents is enormous. So, being a fan of thrillers, I asked the question: What if that trust is not justified? What if the doc is evil?

I also wanted to write about anesthesia. Not many people know what it's really like in the operating room--the high stress, high stakes environment. And fewer still have a clue what goes on in the anesthesia world. It's a big black box. Everyone knows it exists but not much else. So anyway, my main protagonist, Doug Landry is an anesthesiologist and the reader gets to see a lot of what goes on in the OR through his eyes. The reader gets to experience what it feels like to hold someone's life in their hands. Or perhaps to lose someone's life on the table. I wanted to humanize the anesthesiologist and give readers a glimpse of the fascinating, but poorly understood realm of anesthesia. (See last question for more detail.)

HOW DID YOU USE YOUR LIFE EXPERIENCE OR PROFESSIONAL BACKGROUND TO ENRICH YOUR STORY?

I read a lot of books, thrillers mostly, and watch a lot of movies and TV dramas. Most of these books/shows get the medicine part wrong--sometimes horribly wrong--and this can ruin an otherwise great story. For instance, I used to be a big fan of LOST, the TV show. Loved it. But every time the show ventured into medical areas--which they did a lot because Jack was a surgeon after all--they botched it and I groaned. So I wanted to bring real medical authenticity to my stories--my goal was to write a good story that a medically inclined audience didn't have to groan through.

ANYTHING AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL IN YOUR NOVEL?

Some of the medical experiences depicted in my books are sometimes loosely based on real medical situations I have encountered.

ARE ANY CHARACTERS BASED ON PEOPLE YOU KNOW?

In my first book, Adrenaline, I sometimes based characters on blends of characteristics of real people I knew. This proved to not be the smartest strategy and I abandoned this technique in my subsequent books.

WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE OR MOST SYMPATHETIC CHARACTER? AND WHY? My favorite character is anesthesiologist Doug Landry, the main protagonist in my first two medical thrillers (Adrenaline and The Edge of Death). He embodies the best elements of the ideal anesthesiologist. He has his flaws, but on the whole he is a great guy to root for against the evildoers. I also like Chip Allison from The Edge of Death. He is a likeable 25-year-old who flunked out of med school and is trying to get his life back on track. He struggles with girls and alcohol, but faces his biggest challenge as he teams up with Dr. Landry to battle the powerful transformed patient, Nick Chandler. Finally, Rob Gentry from Fatal Complications is a 50 year-old OB/GYN doc who is in the throes of marital woes, as he finds himself tempted by the beautiful Gwen Miller. As his personal life spins out of control, he stumbles upon a murderfor hire ring at the hospital where he practices. He has to make several life-altering decisions which will ultimately determine his fate.

WHO IS YOUR LEAST SYMPATHIC CHARACTER? AND WHY? I disliked Joe Raskin from Adrenaline the most. He's the slime-ball anesthesiologist who commits murder to save his job.

WHAT PART OF WRITING YOUR BOOK DID YOU FIND THE MOST CHALLENGING? Finding enough time to write while working full time and helping to raise a family.

WHAT DO YOU HOPE THAT READERS WILL TAKE AWAY FROM YOU BOOK? Hopefully, readers will find my books to be page-turning medical thrillers that also show them something of the fascinating, but poorly understood realm of anesthesia.

WHAT WRITERS HAVE INSPIRED YOU? Stephen King, Dean Koontz, Dan Brown, Ken Follett, Tess Gerritsen, Robin Cook, Khaled Hosseini, Stephen Donaldson, J. R. R. Tolkien

WHAT IS THE WRITING PROCESS LIKE FOR YOU? I go to the local medical school library any chance I get. I don't use an outline, but rather write scenes that I find most compelling and later try to string them together into a coherent plot structure.

WHAT IS THE BEST PIECE OF ADVICE ABOUT WRITING THAT YOU'VE EVER RECEIVED?

You must believe in yourself and have perseverance.

WHAT IS THE WORST PIECE OF ADVICE ABOUT WRITING THAT YOU'VE EVER RECEIVED?

Self-publishing is a dead-end.

WHAT'S NEXT FOR YOU? ANY NEW BOOKS IN THE PIPELINE?

I am working on a fourth medical thriller that brings together characters from the two Doug Landry series books and from the new Fatal Complications.

ANY FINAL WORDS YOU WOULD LIKE TO SAY ABOUT YOURSELF, YOUR NOVEL, OR LIFE IN GENERAL?

What follows is a recent Guest Blog Entry that I wrote for the International Murder is Everywhere Blog. It sheds some light on my writing:

View from Behind the Ether Screen.

One day it struck me--at 2:00 am in the morning in the midst of another grueling 24-hour shift. I had just finished interviewing a nice lady with an appendix about to burst--we'll call her Linda. I had done my best not to yawn as I went through the routine questions that an anesthesiologist is obliged to ask. She appeared nervous, which soon gave way to tears. I did my best to comfort her, took her hand, told her I would take good care of her. That I would watch over her carefully in the operating room and see her through surgery. And be there when she woke up in the recovery room. She appeared to calm down a bit. I wrapped up my pre-op assessment and asked her to sign the anesthesia consent form, while assuring her the risks would be minimal. She raised her eyebrows at this and the fearful look returned. I wondered: What the hell does minimal mean when you're talking about life and death? More tears. She told me of her two young daughters at home that desperately needed a mommy. I felt my own throat tighten. I quickly buried my emotions, tried not to think about my wife and three sons, and focused on the task at hand as we wheeled her litter back down the hall to the OR.

After Linda, sans rotten appendix, was safely tucked in the recovery room, operation a success, anesthetic uncomplicated, I lay down in the call room to try to catch a couple of z's before the beeper would summon me to the next emergency. My mind wandered as I lay there. Rarely, I thought, does a person willingly surrender control of their mind and body to a virtual stranger. Yet, this is exactly what happens when the person is a patient being wheeled in for surgery and the stranger is their anesthesiologist, whom they have just met minutes beforehand. Talk about an extraordinary amount of trust. This degree of trust made a distinct impression on me that night, some twenty years ago.

Now I know that this is a crime writers' blog, not a medical one--and I promise there's a tie-in here somewhere. Later that same night, my twisted brain (probably amped up on too much caffeine) came around to this: What if the trust Linda had exhibited earlier was ill-conceived and her doctor was actually bad? Not just incompetent or sleepy, but downright evil. Being an avid reader of thrillers, I thought this chilling concept would make for a good story. Too bad I wasn't a writer. (Disclaimer time: I don't want to scare people here. All the docs I have known in my 30 years of medical practice are highly competent professional people, who would never purposely hurt anyone.) But I still couldn't shake

the evil concept; it kept gnawing at me until eventually I had to put it down on paper--lack of writing experience be damned. So Adrenaline was birthed, my first medical thriller novel that explores this issue of absolute trust implicit in the anesthesiologist-patient relationship--specifically, what happens when that trust is abused and replaced by fear. Adrenaline was finally published twelve years after my encounter with Linda.

One final note about Adrenaline: As well as telling a scary tale of murder in the OR, I also wanted to tell the story from the anesthesiologist's perspective, something I had never seen done. I wanted to give readers a taste of what really goes on in the operating room, the human drama inherent in this high-stress, high stakes environment where lives are saved and sometimes regrettably lost. Finally, I wanted to try to describe what it's like to hold someone's life in your hands, while providing an illuminating glimpse into the fascinating, but poorly understood realm of anesthesia.

OK, if you made it this far, I'm impressed! If you're dozing off, well don't be surprised. It's what I do--remember? What follows next is the genesis behind my second medical thriller, The Edge of Death (the sequel to Adrenaline).

As a physician, I have always been intrigued with the definition of life and death, the boundaries that exist between them and the multitude of end-of-life scenarios that we all will face at some point. As an anesthesiologist, I feel I am even more intimately familiar with the fine line between life and death. In fact, each time I put one of my patients to sleep, I purposely take them down to The Edge of Death and then bring them back. This is what we do, for this is the very essence of anesthesia. Think about it. When you're anesthetized, you're not just "asleep," enjoying a peaceful repose like you would in your own bed at night. Far from it. You're deeply unconscious to the point that someone can slice you open with a knife and you don't feel it or wake up. Someone is usually breathing for you. You're not that far from being dead. Now that's a deep sleep. (Disclaimer #2: Again, I'm not trying to scare anyone here in real life. In the hands of a competent anesthesiologist, this type of sleep, routinely induced tens of thousands of times a day across the US, is very, very safe. People typically face a larger risk driving to the hospital than in the OR.) So it's no surprise really that several years ago while journal reading, one particular article jumped out at me.

The researchers, who were exploring cutting-edge techniques in resuscitation medicine, noted that in patients who were newly declared dead, they could still demonstrate under the microscope, the presence of viable cells in various organs-- sometimes even hours after death! So, cardiac muscle cells were seen to be alive, hours after death. This was a staggering revelation to me, especially since it represented real science--not the realm of fiction.

One would think that with advancing technology and the increasing sophistication of our monitors, etc., that the definition of death would have become more and more precise in the modern era. One would be wrong. In fact, the situation is less clear-cut than ever. Fifty years ago, it was simple. When your heart stopped beating, you were pronounced dead. Period. Nowadays, it's not so simple. Witness the poor folks kept alive on breathing machines and drug infusions in the ICU. Witness the legal battles surrounding these patients as family members, doctors and lawyers wrangle over if they are really dead. They have no brain wave activity (even the definition of brain wave `activity' is controversial and constantly changing with newer electronic monitors), so they're pronounced brain dead and lifesaving support may now be legally withdrawn. The heart's still beating just fine and the liver and kidneys continue to function normally. In fact, these organs are in such fine shape that they are routinely transplanted from the "dead" patient into a living patient. One wonders through all of this, where does the soul reside, assuming you believe in such a thing? In the brain? Or perhaps the heart? Or one of any number of other organs? Or is it spread out over the entire body? Does anyone actually know?

So, in light of this journal article and in the face of advancing technology, I wondered: If the definition of death is so muddled, when does the soul know it's time to flee the body? What is the specific triggering mechanism? Brain death? Heart death? Liver death, etc? Taking it one step further, what happens to the body if it is resuscitated after the soul has left?

The Edge of Death flowed directly from these questions. The story explores what happens when the normal end-of-life scenario intersects with advances in state-of-the-art, hi-tech medical resuscitation science. In the story, Nick Chandler, a patient with a fatal viral myocarditis, hovering on the edge of death, is miraculously revived in Dr. Mueller's experimental lab. However, in addition to losing his soul, Chandler undergoes a chilling metamorphosis into a man of superhuman strength, supernatural prescience and absolutely no remorse. The Edge of Death represents a departure from straight medical thriller fiction; it is a darker, spookier tale with supernatural overtones that is nevertheless told from an authentic medical perspective--something new and unique. It stretches the genre a bit, but hopefully, readers will find it as compelling as I found it to write. Just don't read either of these stories the night before surgery!

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