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 23, 2020
The Birthday of a Master
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For goodness sake, it is not a foregone conclusion that all is doom and gloom. I refuse to budge an inch from my belief that all will be well. All the phrases in italics are attributed to William Shakespeare, that great master of words, who was born on this day in 1564 and died on this day […]
Apr 22, 2020
A Perfect, Ordinary Day
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Yesterday was a perfect, ordinary day. Today, I’m hoping will be the same. My friend Jane once said that ordinary days are the best days of all. I agree. I realize that there’s nothing ordinary about the virus fear that is gripping our nation and the world. We all long for the time when life […]
Apr 20, 2020
Waxing Poetic
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Spring is actually here! Hopefully, there’ll be no more freezes. It makes a person absolutely giddy and feel like grabbing a pencil and waxing poetic! Do you have a springtime poem you’d like to share? Awakening Springtime’s breath is in the breezes Stirring blossoms as it teases Roses into sharing their perfume. Gently warming, softly […]
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 […]
