This morning’s May world is dampish and warm. Trees and grass seem to be in a contest to see which can be greener. The water fountain among the flowers is rippling and a slight breeze moves through new leaves. It’s going to be a beautiful spring day but my thoughts turn to Moonlight Can Be Murder […]
May 9, 2014
But, What Happened Before That?
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Everyone has a back story, a reason for being where we are and how we got there. Characters in books have back stories too. Before Barbara and I wrote The Cemetery Club, Flora and Darcy had a life. Darcy was an investigative reporter for a Dallas newspaper. Her husband Jake’s death was the reason Darcy came back home […]
May 7, 2014
A New Day Dawning
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The Lord’s mercies are new every morning and, since this is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it. For all of being in a coil, yesterday was a good day and I did accomplish a few things. So, I could see a bit of progress. The day […]
May 6, 2014
In a Coil
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If you’ve read any Regency romances, you may have come across the phrase, “in a coil”. I think it’s a very apt description and pinpoints the way I often feel. Now, a coil is a tightly wound spring or something that just goes around and around in a circle. Take today, for instance. I really […]
May 5, 2014
The Weight of the World
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A mourning dove calls somewhere in the darkness of early morning. The leaves on the maple move in a breeze that blows through and I notice for the fist time how near the limbs are to the porch. The tree is growing. Spring is here and a fresh, new beginning is in the air but, […]
May 4, 2014
A Day of Near Perfection
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What Is So Rare as a Day in June, the poet James Russell Lowell asked. Yesterday was as perfect for me as any day on earth is going to be. In the first place, the weather cooperated. The sky was azure, the trees, newly green. My family spent the day with me and set up my […]
