Writing a mystery is an all-consuming thing. I mean, it sort of takes over. For example, I went to get groceries. That was where I was, physically. My mind was somewhere else. My thoughts went something like this: The plantation was once called a plantation but it has changed now to growing soybeans and race horses. […]
May 22, 2018
When the Long Ago Suddenly Reappears
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Is the past really the past or does it reappear now and then? I saw one of my old college professors the other day, even though he has been dead a good number of years. Now, before you think I’ve gone completely round the bend, let me explain. Actually, I didn’t see him but I […]
May 20, 2018
Untangling the Web
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Why do you pick up a cozy mystery and read? Is it because you like the characters or is it the setting? Do you like to try to untangle that snarled web of a mystery before the protagonist does? Have you noticed that in the cozy mystery genre, there’s a lot of leeway, a lot […]
Apr 19, 2018
And Then There Were Three
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Three was definitely not a crowd yesterday but we were in good company. Jane, Peg, and I sat around the hundred -year old table, munching chocolate chip cookies and swigging Folgers coffee. And, we talked. Critiqued? Yes. Visited? Yes, a lot! Peg shared with us two captivating cozy mysteries she recently read– Wedding Cake Crumbles […]
Apr 6, 2018
What Did You Mean When You Said Hello?
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What Did You Mean When You Said, “Hello?” “What on earth are you talking about, Cub?” I asked the big, red-faced man who jumped off the seat of his dirt mover. “What did you mean there’s something in the well?” The whole book is based on that question and Darcy wondering if it was Best […]
Feb 11, 2018
Ice and Hibernation
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Only one thing to do on a morning like this–hibernate! We don’t have a major ice storm, just ice on the roads in enough spots to make them slick. At least, most of us won’t be in Darcy and Flora’s predicament: Sleet rattled against the worn boards of the barn, and a […]
