Soggy Saturday Morning

Soggy Saturday Morning

Rain pelts the house, dripping, dropping from the eaves, running in rivulets down the driveway and puddling in the yard. Thunder stomps through the clouds, loud, then dying away in the distance. Nemo makes every step I do, just to be sure I’m safe from that loud voice that grumbles and growls outside. This is […]

The End Has Come

The End Has Come

  The last edit is finished and Moonstruck is complete. The good guys were triumphant as the bad guys met defeat. Ned had an adventure and writing it was fun, but I’ve got that empty feeling, now that it’s said and done. I guess I might be lonely for fictitious Ednalee and Ned and Pat […]

An Upside Down Prayer

An Upside Down Prayer

A Prayer of Cyrus Brown “The proper way for a man to pray” said Deacon Lemuel Keyes, “and the only proper attitude is down upon his knees.” “Nay, I should say the way to pray,” said Reverend Dr. Wise “is standing straight with outstretched arms and rapt and upturned eyes.” “Oh, no, no, no.” said […]

It Scared Even Me

It Scared Even Me

  When a mystery scares the author, its ranking on the fright level goes way up. In places, Moonstruck and Murderous scared even me, its creator. It is not for the faint-hearted.  Ned McNeil has a knack for getting into tight places. Some of this is due to her own carelessness or being too trusting; […]

Look Behind Those Shadows

Look Behind Those Shadows

  It’s strange–the things which have no physical substance but which affect our lives.  No one would doubt that shadows exist. When the sun shines on an object, that object casts a shadow. We can’t pick up the shadow or smell it or hear it, but we feel it. The sun is where it has […]

The Body in the Cemetery

The Body in the Cemetery

It was a spring day when Darcy and Flora went to Goshen Cemetery. It was a little later than it is now–May, in fact. It would soon be time for the annual Decoration Day at the Cemetery and Flora, being on the Cemetery Board, wanted to make sure everything was in readiness. Birds sang, the […]