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 […]
Dec 14, 2023
Beggars Would Ride
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“You know,” I said, “I was looking again at Marvie Saunder’s book.” “No, Ned,” Pat interrupted. “Remember, you’ve given that up. You’re going to let Cade and Gerald handle whatever is going on about that house. You are fixating on that book of poetry so, stop it!” Stung, I said, “What a thing […]
Nov 28, 2023
That Old Moon
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That exceptionally bright and beautiful moon we saw last night was the Beaver Moon. Native Americans called it this because beavers were particularly active at this time of year, building and shoring up their dams in preparation for winter. The fourth Ned McNeil book, as well as the three previous books, deals with meanness that […]
Sep 17, 2023
An Old Feud and Tragedy
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“It’s not as if I’m in any sort of danger,” I told Ulysses, the next day after the fire. “I’m not out trying to find a guilty party or anything. The crime that happened fifty years ago at the Saunders house has already been investigated. But, I admit I’m curious about the Saunders and Newton […]
May 11, 2023
Something on the Stairs
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I had stopped shaking by the time I reached home. In the comfort of my living room, normalcy began to return. Ulysses licked my hand, grinning a hound dog welcome, and Penny looked up from her cushion. I breathed a sigh of relief. I was safe. I was home, and now I could try to […]
Apr 21, 2023
Murder By Moonlight
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Sitting and waiting for my flashlight batteries to die was not an option. No one knew where I was, but at least I was alive. I had to try to escape on my own and going back the way I came in wouldn’t work. If this was a tunnel instead of a room, there had […]
