It had been a busy day, a lot of miles traveled. It had been a happy day with family. Then, it was the end of the day and night came slipping in to tuck the memories away. I dozed off on the sofa. Something woke me–a tapping, the soft rumble of thunder. Rain! Rain […]
Jun 25, 2018
Christmas Is Coming!
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Do you know what will happen in exactly six months? Listen! Do you hear sleigh bells? Is the sun just a bit too much at times and you long for cooler, crisper weather? Don’t despair. You’re halfway there! Today, June 25, is the half way mark in the year on the journey toward that […]
Jun 23, 2018
The Dying Wish of a Murdered Man
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Oklahoma and Arkansas have interesting, sometimes violent or tragic histories. As my niece, two brothers, sister-in-law and I explored parts of the two states, we found fascinating clues to the past. I don’t know how some folk find history dull or dusty and not relevant. It is part of where we are today and how […]
Jun 7, 2018
Here, There, and Everywhere (Almost)
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After many cancellations due to conflicts in schedules, the Cozy Critters finally met again yesterday. As usual, it was a fun time. Jane was brimming with enthusiasm for her recent trip out west. She has been posting pictures on her Facebook page and brought more to show us today. Her and Mark’s first stop was […]
May 16, 2018
Acting Out of Character
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One of the most fun things about writing cozy mysteries is creating characters and developing those characters into becoming. Becoming what, you may ask. Becoming real in the mind of the writer and reader. Oh, I enjoy manufacturing a plot with plenty of chills and setting the whole thing down in a place that may […]
Apr 23, 2018
My Fascinating Foray into Politics
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This is a re-post of a couple of dreams I had, years ago. I thought they were interesting, but haven’t analyzed them and have no desire to. What made me dream such absurd things? Only my subconscious knows. A few years ago, I went through a period of recording a few of my dreams in […]
