Loving Those Stories

Loving Those Stories

I’m loving those stories my friends tell me, about their reactions to my cozy mysteries. How do Darcy, Flora, and Ned affect you? As you read one of their escapades, are you frightened, or excited? When they sit down for coffee in the kitchen or at their favorite coffee shop, do you experience a warm […]

Two Old Relics

Chapter 15 For the next few minutes, pandemonium reigned. Smudge Littleton, the victim of the shovel, lay stretched on the ground. The other man sat flat beside the trench they’d dug, holding his head and moaning, while Abigail kept a second rock at the ready.      “Everything is in hand now, ladies,” Monroe said. “I […]

On the Twelfth Day of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas, Santa brought to me: a creative cozy mystery. On the second day of Christmas, Santa brought to me: Two tidy murders and a creative cozy mystery. On the third day of Christmas, Santa brought to me Three suspects skulking, two tidy murders, and a creative cozy mystery. On the fourth […]

Mystery Solved

Mystery Solved

Chapter 10      After eating a light supper of cornbread and milk, Miss Georgia and Abigail went upstairs. Since Miss Georgia’s room was where the tunnel was, surely if the ghost started haunting again, it’d be in here. They turned out lights in the bedrooms, then both of them sat in chairs on the opposite […]

Elmira’s Amazing Discovery

Elmira’s Amazing Discovery

Chapter 7 Miss Georgia raced upstairs, Abigail close behind her. Where was Elmira? Why did she sound so strange? Rushing into her bedroom, she glanced at her cat’s basket. Still empty.      “Elmira,” she called, using her most persuasive tone. “Where are you, kitty? Kitty, kitty?”      Again, came that little plaintive meow, but much […]

Shadow’s Conclusion

Shadow’s Conclusion

And, come Monday, a brand-new Miss Georgia story. Chapter 6 Conclusion It took a week before Jase Marshall was able to appear before the court. Miss Georgia was all a-tremble as she, Jenny, Tommy, and James Stone arrived in the packed courtroom. Lathe met the little group at the door and escorted them up to […]

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