Author Interview: Emily Winslow
Jamie interviewed Emily Winslow, author of Jane Doe January. Her powerful answers about her rape case are included here.
Q: You maintained your desire for justice for twenty years after your rape. Was there any point where you thought the official case would progress any further?
A: I was always hopeful. I was frustrated that it wasn’t happening yet, but I always imagined that the case would move forward at some point in the future. Right up until the end, I believed that we would get all the way to conviction.
I recently read two great true crime narratives, The Red Parts: Autobiography of a Trial by Maggie Nelson and Jane Doe January: My Twenty Year Search For Truth and Justice by Emily Winslow, that started me thinking about the evolving way we look at crime. Both books demonstrate the seismic effect that advances in DNA testing have had on both prosecuting and narrating crime stories.
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