The Shape on the Stairs

The Shape on the Stairs

Thunder growled, ever closer. Those empty rooms of the house must surely be too dark for a proper photographing session, which was a relief, because I didn’t relish the idea of being inside them.             The Saunders Place hadn’t been lived in, since, who knew when. With no heirs, and no living person to lay […]

A Little of Old, a Little of New

Do you know how scary it is to take responsibility for publishing your own book? Well, let me tell you, for a first-timer, it’s pretty scary. I’m determined, though. So, one day soon, maybe Ned McNeil’s brand-new fourth mystery will be on Amazon. I hope. As I’m feeling sort of antsy, I’ve turned this morning […]

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom

On Mother’s Day, Mom always wore a corsage of white roses to church. Used to be that was the custom–if your mother was no longer with you, you wore white flowers; if she was still here, you wore red flowers. That tradition has probably flown, like so many. I think of Mom every day and […]

Moms, Daughters, and Mysteries

I’ve heard women say, “I don’t want to become my mother as I grow older.” What? How sad. If someone  tells me I’m like my mom, I consider it a huge compliment. My mother and I were best friends. I think you’d have liked her. If you never had that privilege, you can get just […]

The Sound of Hope

The Sound of Hope

Last night, I attended my grandson’s spring chorus concert at his school’s new performing arts center. What a tremendous thing. If anyone is uncertain or critical of the younger generation, I’d invite them to go to hear the voices of youngsters raised in song. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen more talent among teens than […]

About Those Words

Words! We speak them, write them, sing them. I’ve read a theory that words we say remain in the air forever and could be picked up on the correct frequency by the correct electrical receptors. That sounds a bit far-fetched, but be that as it may, sometimes words lodge in our hearts and mind and […]