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...
Jun 10, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I really like it when new businesses come into town. I’m trying to pawn off my role as business to business liaison off to a new victim, I mean, business owner. Usually, the new guys are too smart to jump into taking over. Not like I was when I moved here. I still...
Jun 9, 2016 | A Day In My Life
From the time I was able to see over the edge of the countertop in my mom’s kitchen, baking fascinated me. My favorite picture books as a pre-reader were those that contained desserts. Once I started reading, I shunned the fiction books favored by my peers and...
