Best Left to the Imagination

Best Left to the Imagination

Have you ever watched a TV show or a news program or a commercial and wondered why nothing is left to the imagination any more? I’m one who believes that many things are best left that way–to the imagination, I mean. And, since I believe it, that’s the way I write. Darcy is good at […]

Mystery, Murder, and Mayhem

Last night I watched an episode of Murder, She Wrote. It was a re-run. This series aired from 1984 to 1996. Murder, She Wrote was one of those few TV shows that I waited eagerly from week to week to see. Angela Lansbury as Jessica Fletcher carried the show, a protagonist who, without fail, solved a […]

Critiquing Critters

Critiquing Critters

“We are sometimes like scientists discovering new ideas, doctors discussing alternative ways for treatment, critics with a gentle tongue and avid readers of all things written…but most of all…friends! and believe me, we know how to keep secrets!” This is what Jane said after our critique back on July 17. I’m pretty sure she still […]

When Mystery is in the Rain

When Mystery is in the Rain

Yesterday I wrote about libraries and books and so I awoke this morning with books and writing on my mind. Rain is falling again on northwest Arkansas and I like to think of a lovely rainy day as a good reason to stay inside my house and write. My goal in life is to add […]

Fictional Rainstorm

Fictional Rainstorm

This morning thunder woke me very early. Another brief storm. So I thought today might be a good day to read about a fictitious rainstorm in which Darcy Campbell was caught. I hope you enjoy it. From Grave Shift: “Thunder crashed over my head and I must have jumped three feet into the air. Rain pelted […]

Full Moon, Dark Shadows

Full Moon, Dark Shadows

In the pre-dawn sky, a huge lantern shines down on earth, making my street an eerie place of silver-edged trees and houses casting long, dark shadows. Along that street, on silent feet, a small, dark cat shape slips on some nefarious nighttime business. Somewhere far away, a dog barks. Robins and doves haven’t awakened yet. […]