I took hold of the doorknob and pushed. Creaking mightily, the heavy door swung on its hinges. Inside was as dark as pitch. Shadowy shapes of loveseat, chairs, and tables appeared in the beam of my flashlight. Something was wrong here. My uncle had asked me to come. He knew when I would […]
Oct 16, 2016
First Impressions, Lasting Impressions, True?
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We’ve all heard, “First impressions are lasting impressions.” Writers work hard to create a good first impression when you, the reader, crack open her book. Following are beginning sentences from each of my cozies, creating a first impression which is, hopefully, a good and lasting one. Moonlight Can Be Murder: My car’s headlights cut a yellow […]
Oct 14, 2016
Terror Gave Them Wings
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Have you ever been so scared you simply reacted without thinking? Or maybe terror gave you wings and fear sharpened your senses, adrenalin driving you to super human sharpness of thought. I remember fleeing a tornado, as a child, and my heart beat so fast I couldn’t get down the cellar steps fast enough. In 1961, […]
Oct 13, 2016
A Dark and Stormy Afternoon
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It was a dark and stormy afternoon. Rain beat against the deck. Lightning flashed and thunder rattled the windows. Within the dining room, four women sat around an antique dining table, sipping coffee and munching chocolate. They spoke in hushed voices, almost as if they were afraid they would be overheard although they were the […]
Oct 9, 2016
Darcy and Flora Trivia Quiz
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Tomorrow’s post will have the correct answers to this Darcy and Flora trivia quiz. Name the town and state where Darcy and Flora live. What is the name of the cat who lives with them? Flora has a quirky friend; what is her name? Name the make and color of Darcy’s car. Who is Darcy’s […]
Oct 3, 2016
The Hidden Things, the Secret Things
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As it turned out, Darcy and Flora’s family had its share of hidden things, the secret things. And, that July in Ventris County, just when they thought the storms had ended, another one appeared on the horizon. Reaching across the table, I squeezed her hand. “Oh, Mom, think of it! Think of the people we’ve always look […]
