It’s funny the way some simple thing will trigger a memory from long ago. This morning, as I measured water for the coffee pot, I remembered my junior high science teacher. (I told you it was long ago.) The thing I recall now, after all those years is Mr. Wasson’s gravelly voice and the […]
Aug 6, 2019
A Little Philosophy and Murder
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Sometimes, Ned, Pat and Jackie are philosophers. As my friend Jane once said, good friends are doctors and scientists and, well, I’m not quoting her correctly, but most of all, friends are there for each other. So, these three have their own thoughts about what causes a person to go bad. This is from Moonstruck […]
Aug 5, 2019
Who Knew or Cared?
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John Churchill, Duke of Marlborough defeated the French and Bavarians on August 2, 1704. Who knew? And, today, who cares? But, if you were the Duke or his British soldiers at that time, you cared a lot! If any one individual was ever the inspirations for stories of intrigue, mystery, action, or romance, it was […]
Jun 27, 2019
The Curious Creature Called a Cat
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I wrote this piece about six years ago. The little cat who came to visit was Mr. Gray. I’m glad he came and stayed a while and I miss him now that he no longer comes around.. Wherever he went, I hope he is happy and I hope he knows how much I enjoyed those […]
Jun 10, 2019
Manos Meanderings on a Monday Morning
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Good Monday morning, all you early bird coffee and tea drinkers. Did you read a cozy mystery over the weekend? Want to hear a confession? I’ve discovered a young adult writer and am devouring her books, one after the other. It was a long, long time ago that I was a young adult, so […]
Jun 5, 2019
Talking to Someone Who Isn’t There
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I saw a cartoon on Facebook something to the effect of authors talking to the characters in their books. Of course we do! I just hope nobody hears me sitting at my computer holding a conversation with an invisible person who speaks with a voice that is inaudible to everyone but me. Me: Ned, I don’t believe […]
