Ulysses’ low growl woke me. Groggily, I turned over and opened my eyes. “What is it, Ulysses?” I whispered as I dropped my hand to his head. He stood stiff and alert on the floor beside my bed. Moonlight flooded the room, making it seem almost like day. What was happening outside? It was of interest […]
Nov 14, 2018
Winter Cat
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I have a soft spot in my heart for Manx cats. My mother’s cat, Boxcar, was a Manx. Boxcar had only one litter of kittens in her entire life, two little Siamese and a tiny runt, born a whole day after the first two. The little guy was a Manx and looked just like her. […]
Nov 13, 2018
The Cozy Mystery That Almost Wasn’t
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As I completed the third Ned McNeil moonlight cozy mystery, Moonstruck and Murderous, I looked back at the last one, By The Fright of the Silvery Moon. I remembered the terrifically hard time I had writing just the right opening scene. On this one, Moonstruck, I think I wrote no less than six beginnings […]
Nov 11, 2018
A Day of Remembrance
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It was exactly one hundred years ago. My mother recalled the day well. On the eleventh day of the eleventh month at eleven o’clock, in 1918, Germany signed an armistice agreement with the Allies and the Great War ended. Millions of people had died but now, the world could begin to recover and, perhaps […]
Nov 7, 2018
Livening Up Lunch
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When Nancy, Jane, and I got together for lunch yesterday, it had to be a lively time. And, it was. We decided to meet at one of our favorite restaurants. The food was good, the service was lovely, and the conversation was sprightly. It was helped along by a bandaid on my thumb […]
Nov 6, 2018
Coffee, Fog, and Elections
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Come on in, sit down at your computer, and share a cup of coffee with me. Today is that long-awaited election day. Whatever the outcome, I’m glad I live in a country where I can vote as I like without fear of reprisal. I’m sure you are too. Tomorrow, whatever the outcome, I hope we […]
