Sleepless Night

Chapter 3 Miss Georgia didn’t sleep well that night. It wasn’t the wind, although it did howl around the corner like a lost soul. It wasn’t actually Abigail, who slept on Miss Georgia’s sofa. It was the story Abigail brought with her, the ridiculous story about thinking maybe her house was haunted. Miss Georgia had […]

Terror Underground

Terror Underground

How long would it be until the ceiling collapsed? Even though it looked like the builders of this tunnel had used railroad ties or something similar to shore it up, these had weakened with time. Surely, it’d be safer to move on down the narrow passageway. Cobwebs clung to my hair and arms as I […]

Just Supposin’

Just Supposin’

Writing a mystery is doing a lot of just supposin’. Come with me a moment into the mysterious realms of the fourth Ned McNeil mystery. Just suppose that it was part of Ned’s job to take a picture of an old farmhouse for her boss, Daisy. But, suppose that when Ned goes inside the dark […]

Waxing Poetic

Waxing Poetic

Spring is actually here! Hopefully, there’ll be no more freezes. It makes a person absolutely giddy and feel like grabbing a pencil and waxing poetic! Do you have a springtime poem you’d like to share? Awakening Springtime’s breath is in the breezes Stirring blossoms as it teases Roses into sharing their perfume. Gently warming, softly […]

A Close Encounter of the Scary Kind

A Close Encounter of the Scary Kind

In case you’ve forgotten The Cemetery Club, here’s part of an exciting chapter. We find Darcy and her mother Flora driving east toward Fayetteville during a rainstorm. The highway is deserted…or so they think. As we crossed the Ventris River Bridge, rain came down harder. Switching my wiper speed to “fast,” I made sure the […]

Yesterday’s Moon

  I stopped in front of the fireplace. It had been built by someone who evidently knew what he was doing. It was made of rock with an oak mantel. An old and faded linoleum covered most of the floor.       “You’re right, Jackie. This house has a lot going for it. It could be […]