It’s a very good morning if you are a duck or a frog or – a writer. Rain is pouring and it’s a wonderful morning to travel to Ednalee, Oklahoma, and see what Nettie (or Ned, as her friends call her) is up to. In Ednalee, it’s not June, it’s December and Christmas is just around […]
May 29, 2014
Dark Deeds and Wild Weather
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It seems that Nettie McNeil (known to her friends as Ned) has one harrowing experience after another. In this partial chapter, she returns home, exhausted, troubled, and sad after finding…well, you’ll just have to read Moonlight Can Be Murder to know what she found. By the time I turned into my long driveway, the sun […]
May 24, 2014
Talk to a Lawyer
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For some reason, my protagonists, Darcy, Flora, Nettie, are always running into problems. Well, let’s be honest – they run into lots of problems and that’s what makes the story. They face danger, death, and desperation with the same fear and trembling that you or I would but, due to their firm resolve to get to […]
May 20, 2014
The Happy Medium
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No, I’m not talking about a gleeful seer, but striking the right balance between using good rules of writing (grammatical guidelines) and presenting a well-thought out and interesting story. A writer, unless she has some patient and understanding editors and first readers, must write with a lot of things on her mind. Should I put […]
May 15, 2014
Coffee, Cookies, and Cozy Critiques
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Yesterday from one to three was one of my favorite times of the month, the time when we cozy critters get together to read, discuss, share triumphs and challenges, and, in general, shape up our writing efforts. Once again, Helen had a victory to share. The Sanctuary of Hope in Branson published two more of […]
May 13, 2014
The Mysterious Attraction of a Spring Thunderstorm
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The children and I were on the deck yesterday when we first heard the thunder. Clouds were vying with the sun but at last, the clouds won and the thunder grew louder. We decided we’d better scoot inside the house. From there we watched a doozy of a spring storm. The maple tree in the […]
