When I look at a completed book, beautiful and inviting with its shiny cover, whether it’s mine or someone else’s, I think how effortless it looks, like someone just wrinkled her nose and presto! There was the finished product. The only people who know better are the author, publisher, and editor. Take, for example, the […]
Jun 12, 2016
Country Homecoming
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Yesterday, my publisher sent the edited version of Grave Heritage. Now, I’ll go through, check revisions, agree or disagree and we’ll be one step closer to that fall release date. I’ve included an excerpt from Grave Heritage this morning. Darcy and Flora have had an exhausting day. Instead of being closer to solving a murder, […]
May 27, 2016
A Bushel Basket of Cozies
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It is exciting to see the cover of my fourth Darcy and Flora cozy on my publisher’s website. It’s on the page called “Coming Soon” and, sure enough, Grave Heritage will be released in a few months. I hope you enjoy it. Sometimes people ask me where I get the ideas for my books. Let […]
Apr 21, 2016
Grave Heritage and a Contest
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Remember that contest I mentioned a few days ago? You still have time to enter! Just click on this link http://www.blanchedaymanos.com/captivating-colorful-contest/ and check out what you need to do to enter. It’s really easy; just one of three choices. The contest ends at the end of April and the time draweth nigh. My publisher sent me a […]
Feb 6, 2016
Owls, Blackbirds, and Folgers
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An owl woke me this morning! Of course, it was way before daylight and for a moment, I didn’t recognize it. The soft “who” came again. It was an owl–the first one I’ve heard in years. He stayed around a while, calling. Maybe he wanted to be good and sure I was out of bed. So, […]
Feb 1, 2016
Gravely Speaking
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Grave Heritage is finished except for final readings, edits, and re-writes. This is one of my favorite excerpts. I thought you might enjoy it too. As I drove across our bridge, around the house, and into the garage to park beside Mom’s Toyota, a sense of homecoming met me. I loved the trees that seemingly […]
