The morning is dark and gray. A silent, shivery mist hovers among the trees, settling onto the ground, bringing back the cold of winter. I pour my first cup of Folgers and ask Nemo if he’d like a cup, but he declines. He will come and sit with me while I write, but he […]
Feb 24, 2019
A Wild, Willful, Windy Day
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Yesterday was just that kind of day. March hadn’t arrived yet; didn’t the wind know that? Was it just practicing for a really Big Blow? Whatever the reason, it was a windy day. Sunny, chilly, windy. It was a Baking Carrot Cupcakes and Picking Jonquils kind of day. So, that’s what I did–baked cupcakes, picked […]
Feb 23, 2019
Scared Cozy Critters
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By the Fright of the Silvery Moon is a cozy mystery that almost didn’t happen. I wanted to write a second Ned McNeil Moonlight mystery, following Moonlight Can Be Murder. The title came easily and I knew I wanted to write it, so that’s where I started. I wrote the opening scene. Somehow, it didn’t […]
Feb 21, 2019
A House for Sale?
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In another life, I might have been a real estate agent. In another life, as an heiress to boundless wealth, I might have bought old houses, re-furbished them, and brought them back to their original splendor. But, in real life, neither of these things have happened. Go with me for a moment into the […]
Feb 18, 2019
Frosty Roofs, Warm Hearths
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The sun shines on white, frosty roofs this morning. No matter the color of the shingles, they all look the same–cold! But, under the frigid rooftops, inside the house, I hope there is warmth and love and comfort. Just in case we have forgotten, this is Presidents’ Day, but it isn’t the birthday of […]
Feb 14, 2019
A Valentine’s Gift for You
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Change is the spice of life, isn’t it? Sometimes, it’s nice to do things a little differently–take critiques, for instance. Instead of our usual meeting place, which is my house, Nancy, Peg, Jane, and I met at our favorite restaurant. We missed Carolyn who couldn’t make it. In between devouring bites of cheeseburgers and […]
