This is Twelfth Night, the Epiphany, the impetus for the song, The Twelve Days of Christmas. With my family’s help, I added words that might be appropriate for a writer of cozy mysteries. Thanks, Matt, Dawn, Sara, Nathan! A Cozy Mystery Writer’s Sizzling Twelve Days of Christmas On the first day of Christmas, Santa brought to […]
Ninety-Four Years and Counting
Come with me now to those thrilling days of yesteryear (apologies to The Lone Ranger) and delve into a 1921 issue of The Etude, Presser’s Musical Magazine. I’m not sure where I bought this magazine but it is fascinating because it is from a much different era of America. Woodrow Wilson was President that year; […]

Chilblains
Well, I didn’t exactly get chilblains from staying outside so long yesterday but I did get a pretty good case of the shivers! And these were shivers caused by the cold, not by scary stories! It all came about like this: 1. I’m pretty tired of staying inside and looking out at the blah, dreary, […]

Surviving the Storm
Yesterday, we left Darcy and Flora in Goshen Cemetery where they had made a grisly discovery. Today is a continuation of Chapter One of The Cemetery Club. “Somebody cut off Ben’s finger,” Mom whispered. As we stood, mesmerized by the horror in front of us, a strange silence descended on the graveyard. I raised my […]

St. Swithin’s Day? No, Not That
I kept thinking, this morning, that December 27 must be of historical significance or religious significance. St. Swithin came to mind. I looked it up and since it is July, this can’t be the day to celebrate that good saint. It is significantly wet here in NWArkansas and, although Christmas Day the sun shone, the […]

