As you know, in By the Fright of the Silvery Moon, Ned acquires a new pet–a dog. But, she already has a cat named Penny. Penny came in Moonlight Can Be Murder. Do the dog and cat get along? Amazingly well. But, what does Penny actually think about Ned’s ability to get into trouble? I […]
Aug 29, 2017
A Great Review at Summer’s End
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Sometimes something comes along to really lift the spirits and cause the sunshine to be just a tad brighter. That’s what happened yesterday when Deb Forbes posted her review of By the Fright of the Silvery Moon on her blogpost, Mystery Reading Nook. The first thing I noticed when I clicked on http://mysteryreadingnook.blogspot.com was the book Deb […]
Aug 27, 2017
Mouse Tracks Around the World
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Recently, I’ve had the honor of traveling around the world. I mean to far-off places I’ve only heard about. You know how? Some friends in Austria and also in India bought my cozy mysteries! With a click of the mouse on their computers, there I was! Now, isn’t that neat? Many other authors have had […]
Aug 13, 2017
A Chat with a Character
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A Chat with a Character Sometimes we readers wonder what our favorite characters are doing behind the scenes, those times between books. This morning, we drop in on the heroine of Moonlight Can Be Murder and By the Fright of the Silvery Moon ,Nettie Elizabeth Duncan McNeil, Ned to her friends (except Miss Ann, who insists […]
Aug 11, 2017
The Mystique of a Moist August Morning
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A loud crash directly overhead woke me. Thunder! Lightning shivered through my curtains and rain pounded against the windows. Waking up to a thunderstorm is a great way to start the day. But, looking past the moist mystique of a thunderstorm, what will these summer hours hold? Today, I’d like us to discuss looking past. […]
Aug 9, 2017
When History Is a Part of the Mystery
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“What is that roar?” Nemo asked, ears perked up, tail at half-mast. “It’s just the FedEx truck,” I told him. “Maybe they’ve brought good news!” Ever alert and watchful, Nemo grumbled as I opened the door and took the box the polite FedEx man handed me. Was it what I thought it was? Tearing into […]
