The moon, shining down on Granger’s Mansion, saw some strange and puzzling sights. What, for example, was the animal who stopped by one moonlit night to pay Ned McNeil a visit? But, long before that, what were the strange things that went on in the moonlight which were furtive and secret and had an effect […]
Jul 20, 2017
That Shivery, Silvery, Spooky Old Moon
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What strange and shivery things happen under the light of the silvery moon? What frightful shadows move quickly across the grass only to disappear in the darkness of the trees? Was it only a nightmare or was Ned McNeil in very real danger from something unknown? Sure enough, yesterday the UPS man delivered the […]
Jul 19, 2017
An Encouraging Word
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Yesterday, my publisher sent a most encouraging word: watch for the proof of By the Fright of the Silvery Moon to arrive in the mail today. Wow! That’s exciting because the proof will look exactly like the published book will look. Once again, thank you for the pre-orders of the Kindle book on Amazon. You […]
Jul 18, 2017
In the Cool, Cool, Cool of the Evening
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Ah! To be cool! And comfortable! What a glorious feeling. Last evening, the house was cool once more. The air conditioner is fixed. Only a wire had jarred loose from the unit and that was easily replaced. I’m rejoicing this morning. It’s like the old saying, You don’t miss the water till the well runs […]
Jul 17, 2017
The Long, Hot Summer Night
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It was the kind of night when squirrels jump from branch to branch just to feel the breeze, when fireflies dutifully light up a few times then crawl under a cool rock. This mystery writer turned on her borrowed box fan (thanks, Dawn) and, knowing it was useless to try writing, attempted to forget the […]
Jul 16, 2017
A Nice, Warm, Old-Fashioned Kind of Day
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Yesterday was a warm, old-fashioned kind of day–well, actually, it was hot! And, guess what happened? My air conditioner stopped putting out cool air. This is the third time this summer that it has just given up. Is it old and tired? Is the heat too much for it? Have I not been properly grateful […]
