Evil lived in the heart of someone in Ednalee. What does the face of evil look like, Ned wondered. Among those smiling faces at the luncheon, did a friendly countenance hide a dark heart? Was someone planning Bessiebelle’s death before the luncheon or did something there spur the murder? Did Bessiebelle herself bring on her […]
Dec 6, 2017
What are You Doing Christmas?
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What are you doing this Christmas? Are you planning a large celebration with family or friends? Do you have a trip in mind? If so, would you like to go to Ireland or Scotland, England or Finland and experience the celebration of a different culture? Perhaps Hawaii or a Caribbean island where it’s warm? Are […]
Dec 5, 2017
Just An Appetizer of a Mystery
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Last night, a thunderstorm blew through, in a hurry to get somewhere else, evidently. We did get a sample, just an appetizer of rain. It left me hoping for more. The temperature has dropped now to a more seasonal level. You know, life has more real mysteries than a writer could ever dream up. Sometimes, […]
Nov 15, 2017
The Pen Is Mightier Than the Sword
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Rain! Yellow leaves on the ground, the brown grass. The remnants of summer flowers are soaking it up, relishing the feel of water. It’s a perfect day for writing that third Ned McNeil cozy mystery. What would you do if you were ready to settle in for a snug time at home (like today or […]
Nov 9, 2017
If You or I Were a Mouse in the House
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If I had been a mouse yesterday, scurrying around my house, I might have heard the chatter of four women who got together over coffee and black-bottom cupcakes around the hundred-year old table in my dining room. If I had been a cat, I would have headed for the cushion in front of the fireplace […]
Nov 1, 2017
A Damp, Dark Beginning to November
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Today’s post is a repeat of a past post but I thought you might enjoy it once again. The sun still hasn’t managed to tip the treetops. Somewhere in the east, it is slowly making its way to the horizon but it isn’t there yet. And, although the weatherman says rain won’t move in […]
