Before I continue with my saga of the deep, dark, dusty recesses of the corners of my garage, let me tell you that I just saw an armadillo. He was hurrying, if armadillos can hurry, across my neighbor’s driveway to disappear around the corner. Aha! A night forager, a nocturnal snoop. And now, believe it […]
Sep 27, 2017
And Then There’s That Cotton-Pickin’ Internet
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Isn’t it funny how we depend so much on the internet? Believe it or not, when I was growing up, I had never heard of the internet or home computers or email and I did just fine. But now? Well, now, I’ve gotten used to it. So, tonight, Wednesday, September 27, my internet connection is […]
Sep 26, 2017
The Cozy Mystery That Almost Wasn’t
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By the Fright of the Silvery Moon is a cozy mystery that almost didn’t happen. So, I guess the writing was a mystery in itself. It all started last year. I wanted to write a second Ned McNeil Moonlight mystery, following Moonlight Can Be Murder. I had the title already. It sounded suitably chilling. That’s […]
Sep 23, 2017
Ending of Summer, Beginning of Fall
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This post from last year seems to be exactly what I’m feeling this morning. Summer’s Afterglow The melody of autumn is played on muted strings, A symphony of wind and trees, the song September sings. The rhythm of the autumn rain is somnolent and slow; From softened skies, a lullaby in summer’s afterglow. –Blanche Day […]
Sep 20, 2017
A Deadly and Unexpected Discovery
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Grave Heritage was one of my favorite books to write. It is the fourth Darcy and Flora cozy. It opens with a thunderstorm and a visitor who wakens Darcy and Flora in the middle of a night. This scene, A Deadly and Unexpected Discovery, takes place the next morning. After I checked our empty house […]
Sep 19, 2017
Some Place to Go, Something to Do
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I’ve never seen this before! A group of four doves ambles slowly across the driveway. Do they have some place to go? Do they have a chore in mind? Are they looking for something? I hope they know there are cats in the neighborhood and are watchful. And, I? Do I have some place to […]
