Here are selected excerpts from my current work-in-progress, the fourth Ned McNeil moonlight mystery. I hope you enjoy it. My dog nosed Tom’s leg, then flopped onto the floor at my feet. At least, Ulysses hadn’t growled. That was a good sign. Tom ran his hand through his hair and drew a deep breath. […]
Jan 23, 2020
Wintertime Woods
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There’s a mystery about wintertime woods that isn’t there at any other time. Or, maybe it is there, but it’s hidden by leaves and warmth and the lushness of life. Trees in winter lift bare, unadorned branches, their intricate shapes stark against a gray sky. The air is crisp and clean, the leaves underfoot are […]
Jan 21, 2020
Where Love Lives
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“That’s where my heart is,” my friend told me softly, her blue eyes shining. She was talking about Little Rock. Her son lived there. I had the feeling that if her son lived in Timbuktu, her heart would have been there. Love! It’s the indescribable feeling that makes each day worthwhile and each dream worth […]
Jan 18, 2020
A Weird Little Rhyme
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Something weird is in the air. It’s in my nose and ears and hair. Last night, I read a lot of Poe, and now, I can’t talk right no mo’. The things I say come out in rhyme; not just once, but all the time. The sun is bright, bright as can be; the whole […]
Jan 17, 2020
Conditioning
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Conditioning. This morning, I woke up with that word going through my mind. Do you know why? I glanced at the news on my iPad. Bad decision! I wanted to know what the volcano in the Philippines was doing and if there were more earthquakes in the States. I found out. The volcano has slowed […]
Jan 15, 2020
Do You Believe in Angels?
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Syria’s king was out for blood. (II Kings 6) He was determined to defeat Israel but every time he set a trap for King Jehoram, God revealed the plan to the Prophet Elisha, who warned Israel’s king about each ambush. Syria’s king was puzzled and frustrated. How, he asked, did it always happen that Israel […]
