Jul 14, 2017 | A Day In My Life
Hi, I’m Amy Simms and, if you don’t know me yet, let me fill you in. I’m CEO of a multimillion dollar, multinational corporation specializing in leveraged buyouts when I am not busy moonlighting as a crime-solving super sleuth. Okay, a slight exaggeration. There are...
Jul 12, 2017 | A Day In My Life
Have you ever noticed that most amateur sleuths aren’t locked into rigid nine to five jobs? We need flexibility in our working lives (or the daytime situation as a good friend of ours calls it) because when a detecting opportunity knocks, we have to spring into...
Jul 11, 2017 | A Day In My Life
Fiona Renoir is the bane of my existence. Truly. She took what was my dream hair/make up job at the local theater house and turned it into a nightmare. She’s difficult, ornery, entitled, and, well, take your pick. However, with the exception of my best friend, Tobi...
Jul 10, 2017 | A Day In My Life
When you’re given the name Trouble, you have a lot to live up to. Add to that the fact that my dad is a super feline detective, and you can see I carry a heavy burden. If you throw in the fact that I speak with a British accent—even though I was raised in Wetumpka,...
Jul 8, 2017 | A Day In My Life
6:00 a.m.: Wake up as sun streams relentlessly into bedroom window. Roll over grumpily and place pillow over head, filled with regret about having forgotten to buy black-out shades. Again. 6:30 a.m.: Check Twitter, Facebook, and Snapchat. Hate-read Goop. Search Daily...
Jul 7, 2017 | A Day In My Life
New York City. 1916. Nineteen-year-old Kitty Weeks wakes up at 7:15 in the morning when her maid, Grace, draws back the curtains in her bedroom. She slips into her modern bathroom, showers in a tub complete with hand-shower and running hot and cold water. She brushes...
