Apr 24, 2020 | A Day In My Life
My mother never worked a day in her life and my younger sister’s “job” is to be the most beautiful debutante in all Manhattan, but it’s 1911 and I want to do something interesting and productive with my days. That’s why at 9 a.m. I head for the Moonrise Bookshop, the...
Apr 22, 2020 | A Day In My Life
Pixie, a judgmental marmalade cat that Mabel Skinner had been guilted into adopting was sitting like a loaf of bread on the corner of the over-sized kitchen table that used to get used regularly by the many friends of Mabel’s aunt. But now Aunt Peggy had died,...
Apr 21, 2020 | A Day In My Life
Occupation: Caterer My earliest memories are of cooking with my grandmother. Back in those days I was too short too see over the counter, so Grandy had a stepping stool just for me. We sifted and stirred and iced cookies to our hearts content. The kitchen became my...
Apr 20, 2020 | A Day In My Life
A day in my life? Which one? They’re all different, though they are also all uniformly insane. Take today, arguably the quietest day I’ve had in…well, forever. Yet even amidst this calm, countless strangers have already told me that by having bought High Desert...
Apr 18, 2020 | A Day In My Life
It’s been a harrowing day. I appreciate this chance to tell you about it, with many thanks to Dru, a mighty force in the mystery community. And if you think of a new angle, I’d like to hear your opinion. It’s my job to listen to every viewpoint before drawing any...
Apr 17, 2020 | A Day In My Life
It’s 4:30 AM. The sky is starting to lighten. My backpack is open on the already-made bed. I shove in my running shoes with extra socks stuff inside them, laptop, phone charger, and my clothes rolled into tight cylinders: three sets of underwear, t-shirts, an extra...
