A New and Spooky Look at an Old, Old Song

A New and Spooky Look at an Old, Old Song

A re-print from a few years back. I hope you enjoy it, this second time around. 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 […]

Friends and Cherished Memories

Friends and Cherished Memories

What would Christmas be without friends? Old friends dropping in, new friends recently made, memories of friends gone by. Some of my oldest friends stay hidden deep within the recesses of boxes all year but come out once again, every Christmas. Amazingly, they didn’t always look as they do now. But, we all change with […]

Meandering Past Houses in the Fog

The fog sinks lower this morning, quietly seeping through treetops and around the roofs of houses. We had rain last night, I’m happy to say, and I guess the fog must be the result of warm and cool air colliding. Nemo lies snoozing near the Christmas tree. It’s the start of a quiet, slow morning. […]

The Strange Case of the Invisible Mystery Writer

The Strange Case of the Invisible Mystery Writer

This is a strange case and could be thought of as fiction–it all depends on your experience, as a reader. My experience comes from the viewpoint of a writer. Maybe this is all make-believe, pretend, the stuff from which imaginary tales are made. Or, maybe it isn’t. What if it could be true? What if, […]

An Inner Core of Firm Resolve or The Lesson From the Avocado

An Inner Core of Firm Resolve or The Lesson From the Avocado

We’ve all heard, “Growing old is not for sissies.” Let me enlarge on that: “Writing is not for sissies.” Or, just about anything we want with our whole heart and have to work hard to get is not for the faint-hearted. We must have an inner core of firm resolve. Sort of like the avocado. […]

When an Old Friend Appears Once Again

When an Old Friend Appears Once Again

Yesterday, I saw an old friend for the first time since he left Oklahoma, many years ago. Honestly, I had forgotten about him. Now, isn’t that sad? Please don’t tell him this. But there he was, looking as happy and bright as he had when our friendship was new. He is a well-seasoned traveler and, […]