The temperature today is forecast to climb and then, drop like a rock. Interesting weather. Hopefully, we’ll have rain too. I’m praying for rain for Colorado, California, and other places affected by wildfires. My niece and her husband in Colorado are among those ordered to evacuate. I can only imagine the fear, sadness, and anxiety […]
Oct 22, 2020
Clocks, Staircases, and Curious Letters
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As a youngster, I learned many things from Nancy Drew that were not written on the pages of her books. I learned that Nancy was the kind of girl I would like to be. Nancy was a magnet who attracted mysteries. To anyone else, clocks were clocks, staircases were just what they seemed; but, not […]
Oct 21, 2020
Is the Pen Poisoned?
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A while back, a small incident happened in real life that sort of put my nose out of joint and was totally frustrating. So, to relieve tension, I grabbed a pencil and a piece of paper and wrote, One old woman and one little dog lived together in a house of log. Outside the house, where […]
Oct 17, 2020
That First Impression
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We’ve all heard, “First impressions are lasting impressions.” A writer works hard to create a good first impression when you, the reader, crack open her book. Below are beginning sentences from each of my cozies, which, hopefully, create a good first impression. Moonlight Can Be Murder: My car’s headlights cut a yellow swath through the […]
Oct 14, 2020
Old Barns and Secrets
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There is something to be said for old barns, the kind that has been around for a hundred years or more. In the first place, they demand respect for their perseverance in the face of the whims of life, and, in the second place, they work great in cozy mysteries. At the Saunders Farm, there […]
Oct 13, 2020
With Pen in Hand
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What would life be if I weren’t able to write about it? So many things to see and think about, so many conflicting emotions in one day’s time, lots of beauty, comments from others, questions about why people or things are as they are–I’d probably be like a boiling pot–I’d spill right over the edge, […]
