Jun 18, 2016 | A Day In My Life
My name is Lexi Jakobson and I’m nineteen years old and I live on Black Hammock which is a barrier island south of the Florida-Georgia border. Don’t believe what they say about me. I have been off the island. To go to high school when I went. And church when Walter...
Jun 17, 2016 | A Day In My Life
Maggie Browne here. Dru has so nicely invited me to share my day with her. I have to tell you, it’s going to be dull! First off, I spend my mornings at St. Rose quilting with my friends in the Quilting Bee. We are all great mystery fans—like Dru Ann—so we spend a lot...
Jun 15, 2016 | A Day In My Life
The trouble began with the oak tree on my front lawn. Not that the tree itself caused me any difficulty. That lovely tree gave me nothing but pleasure. My father planted it when I was just a girl, more than 60 years ago. I played on it, my late daughter climbed on it....
Jun 14, 2016 | A Day In My Life
The thing about writing crime fiction is that your mind never really turns off. You (the author) think about interesting ways to kill people with whom you have no particular argument and then how to conceal the deed in a way that seems impenetrable but has one fatal...
Jun 13, 2016 | A Day In My Life
The alarm buzzed. I rolled over, turned it off, pulled the down comforter up under my chin, and sighed with pleasure. It was the start of my first full day as manager of Redwood Cove Bed and Breakfast. I did my morning routine, then headed for the workroom and was...
Jun 11, 2016 | A Day In My Life
Los Angeles, February 1962 I’m a native New Yorker, Manhattan born and raised. And while it’s true that I’ve spent the past four years in the small upstate town of New Holland, New York, I’ve never lost my love of the big city. I’m a...
