Out of these twenty days of December, two have been sunny. Guess what we have lurking around the corners of the house this morning, settling down over treetops, seeping into autumn’s leaves? Gray, wet, cold, impenetrable fog! Yet again. Where is the sun? Is it still up there? Even Rudolph’s red nose would need several […]
Dec 18, 2014
The Mystery of the Murky Bog, Part II
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Mallory’s heart pounded in her throat as she stood and turned in a slow circle, wondering which direction to go, trying to see through the gloom. It was hopeless; never had she seen the mist so thick and dark, but panic urged her into the night, searching for Maureen and that high, keening cry. The man, that […]
Dec 16, 2014
The Mystery of the Murky Bog
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Mallory sank down on a rock, trying to catch her breath. The night was so dark she could not see a foot in front of her. Wispy tendrils of fog, like bony, white fingers curled around leaning headstones . Far, far below her, the Irish Sea pounded relentlessly against the coast. She had no idea where she was […]
Dec 15, 2014
The Roving Reporter Strikes Again
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At last, she did it! The roving reporter caught up with me, moi, yours truly, your humble mystery writer. So, in the corner of my warm and festive home, she asked those pertinent questions that every reader of mysteries wants answered. Roving Reporter: Tell me, please, what led up to your becoming a writer of […]
Dec 9, 2014
It’s That Moon Again!
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Did you notice the full moon last night? Beautiful, wasn’t it? Do you believe the tales about full moons and their effect on us earthlings? In Moonlight Can Be Murder, Nettie began to suspect those stories could be true. Here’s a bit from that book. The moon is full–just like now. Christmas is coming–just as […]
Nov 24, 2014
VPs and Dissecting a Cozy
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My Sunday School group is made up of some of the neatest people you would ever want to be around. Don’t let it be said that we VPs are old or dull or staid. No indeed! We want to know what, who, why, how. We are as curious as cats. We may look on life with […]
