At night, if the writing has gone well (and sometimes even if it hasn't), Traci Lambrecht opens a bottle of white wine. She raises a glass to the urn that sits in her living room, surrounded by flowers. It holds her mother's ashes.
"Cheers, P.J.," she says, and takes a sip.
P.J. Lambrecht was 70 when she died of heart failure on the winter solstice of 2016. "The darkest day of the year," her daughter said in a recent interview. "And rightly so."
Traci lost her mother, her writing partner and her best friend. This was right around the same time that the Lambrechts' longtime editor left their publisher, Putnam's, and then Putnam's let them go, too.
P.J. and Traci wrote together for decades, first publishing a string of Harlequin Romances, and then bursting onto national bestseller lists in 2003 with "Monkeewrench," a cyber murder mystery they wrote together under the name P.J. Tracy.
"Monkeewrench" won a string of awards, including the Anthony Award for best first novel, the Barry Award for best first mystery novel and a Minnesota Book Award. In a starred review, Publishers Weekly said the book had "an accelerating, unpredictable plot that combines police procedural with techno-geek-speak, an array of well-drawn characters and, most importantly, witty repartee."
Oh, that witty repartee. It was what the P.J. Tracy books became known for, and it was what was the most fun about the mother-daughter writing sessions. "We wrote about murder, but we were always laughing," Traci said.
Over the next 13 years, the pair published seven more Monkeewrench books, which were translated into 17 languages and became immensely popular in Germany and Great Britain.