Yesterday’s blog was about words and their power. Later that day, my co-author Barbara Burgess and I sat down with a cup of coffee and a cinnamon roll and talked. Words, like the coffee and good fellowship, flowed. With the publication date of our three Darcy and Flora cozy mysteries nearing, it was time to […]
Sep 20, 2014
Sticks and Stones
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“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never harm me” is an old English nursery rhyme. Probably it was coined for children who faced taunts and name calling, to encourage them not to resort to physical force but to walk away and ignore the ignoramus who was doing the taunting. Adages and their […]
Sep 19, 2014
Colorful Cozy Covers
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We’ve all heard, “You can’t judge a book by its cover” and that is true; however, the cover of a book is the first thing to catch the reader’s attention. It should make a person want to open that book and read what lies beyond the intriguing picture. Because of the expertise of the publisher’s […]
Sep 18, 2014
Reading, Writing, and Rain
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The first cup of Folgers is always the best. I like the fragrance of fresh-brewed coffee as well as I like the taste. Rain drips steadily from the eaves. The morning is dark and damp. It would be a good morning to go back to sleep except I have things to do and once I’m up, I’m […]
Sep 16, 2014
Puddles, Pools, and Ponderings
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The picture I am posting today is of yesterday’s rain. Armed with my camera, I braved the elements, disregarding dark and threatening clouds and rumbles of thunder, to get a few pictures! Today’s picture is of a puddle and I happened to snap it directly after raindrops had splashed in, causing circles to spread. Of course, that […]
Sep 15, 2014
The Mystery of September Rain
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What is it about a gentle rain that is so calming, soothing, and better than a lullaby for putting a person to sleep? Rain drips from eaves and leaves; the morning is dark and thunder rumbles softly somewhere in the distance. Maybe nature is tucking her children in, getting trees, grass, and plants ready for […]
