Go inside the house if a thunderstorm approaches. Don’t stand under a tree to get out of the rain. If you can’t find a safe indoor place, hunker down on the ground, making as small a target as possible. We all know you shouldn’t mess around with lightning. Yet, on this date in 1752, Ben […]
Jun 8, 2018
What a Dream!
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I realize this was from three years ago, but when it popped up on “Memories” and I re-read, I thought it was too good not to re-share. Oh, my goodness! Okay, all you dream analyzers, have I got a doozy for you! I’m not quite sure how it all started but danger was involved […]
May 22, 2018
When the Long Ago Suddenly Reappears
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Is the past really the past or does it reappear now and then? I saw one of my old college professors the other day, even though he has been dead a good number of years. Now, before you think I’ve gone completely round the bend, let me explain. Actually, I didn’t see him but I […]
May 16, 2018
Acting Out of Character
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One of the most fun things about writing cozy mysteries is creating characters and developing those characters into becoming. Becoming what, you may ask. Becoming real in the mind of the writer and reader. Oh, I enjoy manufacturing a plot with plenty of chills and setting the whole thing down in a place that may […]
May 9, 2018
Over the Back Yard Fence
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Feelings are aired and problems are shared over the back yard fence. Do we need fewer privacy fences and more of the picket and chain link variety? Just a thought. Privacy fences are good for–well–privacy. The other kind is good for getting to know your neighbor. Yesterday, Peg and I happened to be in our […]
Mar 10, 2018
A Mysterious Stranger
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Chapter Sixteen The Carnegie Library, a single story, red brick structure with white trim stood proudly at attention commanding a view of the old courthouse just as I remembered. As I went up the wide, stone steps, a light snow began to fall. Shivering, I tucked my jacket closer around me. Heavy, double doors […]
