The Secret of the Old House sounds like a Nancy Drew mystery, doesn’t it? However, it isn’t; it’s a Manos mystery, the third one in the Ned McNeil series and although the story is about an old house that has a secret (or more than one secret) that isn’t the title; the title is […]
Jun 7, 2019
And What Is So Rare as a Sunny Day?
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Rain running in rivulets down the driveway and into the street, raindrops spattering the deck and sliding off leaves, rain drumming, drumming on the roof–it’s a great way to start the day. Sunny days are getting to be a rarity. I’m excited about the upcoming release of Moonstruck and Murderous. Soon, I’ll reveal the […]
Jun 6, 2019
Saying Good-bye to a Cozy Critter
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(Cover picture is by Jane Barron.) We filled the round booth in the back corner of the cafe. A bouquet of flowers sat on the table. Gathered around were five Cozy Critters, Carolyn, Peg, Nancy, Jane, and me. We laughed, took pictures, and ate. But, at the center of it all was a bit of […]
Jun 5, 2019
Talking to Someone Who Isn’t There
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I saw a cartoon on Facebook something to the effect of authors talking to the characters in their books. Of course we do! I just hope nobody hears me sitting at my computer holding a conversation with an invisible person who speaks with a voice that is inaudible to everyone but me. Me: Ned, I don’t believe […]
Apr 23, 2019
Moonstruck and Murderous
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The people at the Carver Estate are a little–how shall I say it–odd? Or, are they strange-acting because they are moonstruck? Pat, Ned McNeil’s friend, thinks they are both moonstruck and murderous. Is the blue moon during this month of March affecting everyone, including Ned? The month is March–a strange month–a rainy, windy, untrustworthy […]
Mar 17, 2019
A Swirling Mist of Irish Green
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A visitor to Ireland returns home surrounded by a mist of Irish green from Ireland, that mystical island across the Atlantic forever within her heart–a fabled land where ancient towers still keep watch on the countryside. I close my eyes and see swans floating on the River Shannon surrounding King John’s Castle. Swans […]
