Writing a mystery is doing a lot of just supposin’. Come with me a moment into the mysterious realms of the fourth Ned McNeil mystery. Just suppose that it was part of Ned’s job to take a picture of an old farmhouse for her boss, Daisy. But, suppose that when Ned goes inside the dark […]
Apr 17, 2020
Hold Onto the Lifeline
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When you feel you’re about to sink in a sea of uncertainty, grab onto a lifeline–a book. It’s hard to be confined mostly to our homes and not be able to enjoy getting together with friends. It’s hard to experience the loss of freedom that we’ve never known before. This time of enforced loneliness […]
Apr 15, 2020
A Close Encounter of the Scary Kind
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In case you’ve forgotten The Cemetery Club, here’s part of an exciting chapter. We find Darcy and her mother Flora driving east toward Fayetteville during a rainstorm. The highway is deserted…or so they think. As we crossed the Ventris River Bridge, rain came down harder. Switching my wiper speed to “fast,” I made sure the […]
Apr 4, 2020
A Small Page from a Small Book
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I love making small books. For years, I’ve kept a little notebook with Scripture, poetry, my illustrations, things that brighten the day and will maybe, someday, be meaningful to my grandchildren. In this uncertain time, I recommend it for you too, as a way to keep going and inject hope into the day. This morning, […]
Apr 2, 2020
My Presidential Candidate
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I have a new presidential candidate. He’s perfect for the job. His name is Jackson Conner. The first, most obvious thing you would notice about the man is that he looks Presidential. His physical appearance inspires confidence and enthusiasm. He is tall enough but not too tall. He has kept his good physique although […]
Mar 24, 2020
More Than What It Appears
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My dining table is traveling incognito. Sure, it looks like what it is–a wood table that has seen a lot of use, but it’s actually more than it appears to be. My mother bought the table years ago after she saw it sitting on someone’s front porch. She stopped and asked if it was for […]
