I was glad to wake up this morning and escape from a bad dream. I think the dream was due to the remnants of a book I’m reading plus my own imagination that got together and threw this yucky nightmare into my subconscious, but you know what? The figment of fiction disturbing my sleep was not […]
Feb 18, 2017
Books, Books, Books
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I can’t imagine a house without books, and books, and more books. Did I mention that I decorate with books?
Jan 8, 2017
The Carriage House Lives Again
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If you’ll remember, in Moonlight Can Be Murder, Ned McNeil’s carriage house burned to the ground. In its day, it had been quite a place and it figured pretty heavily in the mystery surrounding Granger Mansion. The burned-down building weighed on Ned’s mind, reminding her of recent unsavory happenings, so she had it re-built, true […]
Dec 13, 2016
Light and Dark, Good and Evil, and Mysteries
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I woke up this morning thinking, Lord, in something as important as Life with its potential for making lots of mistakes, I need a do-over. Does anybody else ever feel that way? It is dark this morning. My quiet neighbor goes to his car, lunch box in hand, ready to head off into the day. […]
Dec 2, 2016
This Thing Called Loneliness
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Writing is an alone kind of business. It can’t be done while chatting with someone. However, a warm, friendly pup and several cups of hot coffee don’t hurt a thing. Some writers get away from it all by going to a cabin or the seashore while writing or to a different country while researching. I understand […]
Oct 23, 2016
The Comfort of Words
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My mother has been gone for more than twenty years; yet, I miss her every day, even now. When the grief of her passing was new and I felt wounded and sore, I sought and found comfort in words: the words of friends, words in the Bible and other books. I found relief from pain in […]
