Sep 24, 2025 | A Day In My Life
I’m So Not Nancy Drew Although I wish I were sometimes. Especially now that I’ve moved into what could only be described as a “haunted” house with my two “eccentric” aunts. After I got divorced and lost my job as a mystery novel ghostwriter, I’d been looking for a new...
Sep 23, 2025 | A Day In My Life
A groggy start, but I stayed up late gaming. Again. My partner Taylor constantly lectures me about it, but playing video games is a harmless way to unwind at the end of the day compared to what a lot of the older guys do. It only takes me fifteen minutes to drive from...
Sep 19, 2025 | A Day In My Life
Oh, hi! Come in and have a seat. No, not there. Hand me those magazines. Thanks. Now you can sit. It’s been a hot minute since I’ve seen you, huh? My private law practice is going along great, thanks. Tanelsa Parson, my friend from the public defender’s office, joined...
Sep 18, 2025 | A Day In My Life
I should have gone to Connecticut in the spring. Carlton Marsh, my old college professor, needed help with research for his new book, an exposé on the Salvadoran Civil War that he covered as a frontline reporter in the 1980s. Carlton’s adventurous roaming days were...
Sep 17, 2025 | A Day In My Life
Each morning, I wake up to two questions. Where am I? Who am I? This isn’t philosophy; my life depends on those answers. I do not open my eyes until I know whether I’m FBI Special Agent Ashley Prescott or Corporal Niki Foster—proud member of the Patriots For Freedom,...
Sep 16, 2025 | A Day In My Life
As the dowager Lady Darling, I now have very few responsibilities, and after my fifty years of life, I quite prefer it that way. I’ve raised and married off—extremely well, in fact—four children, one of which is the Marquess of Darling. As he has taken over the reins...
