Oct 27, 2011 | A Day In My Life
I upended the box of Froot Loops and shook, making sure the last chartreuse Loop landed in my bowl—along with about a tablespoon of unnaturally-colored sugar. I sniffed the milk carton to make sure the contents hadn’t spoiled, then poured some over my cereal. Meal...
Oct 26, 2011 | A Day In My Life
I’m not sure why Dru Ann wants to know about my life. It’s not like it’s exciting or comes with more than the usual bells and whistles, but since Dru Ann is such a doll and asked so nice, okay, here goes. By nature, I am as lazy as the day is long, but almost every...
Oct 25, 2011 | A Day In My Life
So my favorite author, Jessie Chandler, was delighted to run into Dru Ann at last year’s Malice Convention. Then they crossed paths again not long ago at Bouchercon, the international mystery con. Somewhere along the line, Dru asked Jessie if she’d be interested in...
Oct 24, 2011 | A Day In My Life
“Do you want an Egg McMuffin, Sausage McMuffin, or Sausage McMuffin with Egg?” The voice coming from the drive-through microphone sounded way too perky for 6 am. “No thank you. Just a large coffee, please.” “Would you to try a Cappuccino,...
Oct 20, 2011 | A Day In My Life
Date: July 17 Place: San Francisco Observation point: Residence adjacent to Jo’s. On the balcony, behind the statue of Cupid. 6:15 a.m. – Foghorn blares. Jo’s shutters open. Kitchen lights turn on. Coffee pot turns on. 6:32 a.m. – First pot of coffee is gone. She...
Oct 19, 2011 | A Day In My Life
Every morning, I’m reminded how painfully thin the walls are that divide my side of the duplex from my landlady Ina Carroll’s side. Six out of seven mornings, I wake up to a riotous Irish jig or a mournful rendition of Oh Danny Boy. Even though Ina’s on the upward...
