You want to hear about a day in my life? Are you sure? It’s kind of boring. Or at least that’s what my best friend, Melanie, says. She thinks books are old school – whatever that means. My day starts in the library at the high school where I’m the librarian. I’m currently working on this really cool genrefication project, which basically means that I’m throwing the Dewey Decimal System out the window and categorizing books by genre instead. Well, that’s not completely true. For nonfiction titles, the traditional Dewey system will still be used.

As I work at a high school library, I have all my weekends off. I like to do volunteer work then. I volunteer at a few different places including a soup kitchen and a women’s abuse shelter. My soon-to-be-ex-husband was always complaining about the time I spent volunteering. I guess I was supposed to spend that time catering to his needs or something. Whatever. Good thing he’s out of the picture now. I’m still trying to convince myself of that.

That’s pretty much my life – books and volunteer work. Oh wait. There is this thing that happened recently that’s causing all kinds of trouble. The other day I was cleaning out the attic to find something for my ex-husband. Don’t ask. Anyway, I found this gorgeous diamond pendant necklace stuck in the corner under a bunch of dust. Naturally, I tried to find the owner of the necklace, but – get this – it turns out she was murdered. Wait! There’s more. Her murder is still unsolved. Crazy, right?

I went to my neighbor, my deliciously hot neighbor, to get some information about the previous owners of my house and now the man, Ryder’s his name, thinks we’re dating. *Snort* Like that hot piece of man flesh would want to date me – a soon-to-be-divorced middle-aged woman who has a few more curves than my maker intended. Now, every time I turn around there’s Ryder. He’s kind of pushy and more than a little overprotective. He can be a bit much!

Since my best friend Mel found out the owner of the necklace was murdered, she thinks we should investigate the murder. When she’s not pushing me to solve a murder – that we have no idea how to even begin investigating – she’s trying to convince me to keep the necklace. As if I’d keep a necklace that didn’t belong to me! I’m in favor of finding a charity to which we can donate the necklace instead. Wouldn’t it be great if I can raise some money for one of my favored charities?

I guess a day in my life isn’t totally boring after all. Who knew?


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You can read more about Terri in Finders, Not Keepers, the first book in the NEW “Not So Reluctant Detective” mystery series.

What do you do with a diamond no one wants? You can’t keep it. Or can you?

While cleaning her ex-husband’s effects out of the attic, Terri finds an exquisite diamond pendant necklace. She’s determined to return the necklace to its proper owner, but the owner was brutally killed, a murder which remains unsolved, and her heirs want nothing to do with the diamond. Terri embarks upon a journey researching charities to which she can donate the diamond. When her research becomes dangerous, Terri contemplates solving the murder herself. Her best friend, Melanie, jumps feet first into investigating the murder, but her neighbor, Ryder, doesn’t want Terri exposed to any danger. Ryder, to Terri’s surprise, also wants to be more than neighbors with Terri. Luckily, he’s prepared to take any measure necessary to keep her safe because someone is determined to stop her inquiries.

Join Terri on her quest to find a home for the diamond, which may result in the unveiling of a murderer – if she survives long enough.

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About the author
I grew up reading everything I could get my grubby hands on, from my mom’s Harlequin romances, to Nancy Drew, to Little Women. When I wasn’t flipping pages in a library book, I was penning horrendous poems, writing songs no one should ever sing, or drafting stories which have thankfully been destroyed. College and a stint in the U.S. Army came along, robbing me of free time to write and read, although on the odd occasion I did manage to sneak a book into my rucksack between rolled up socks, MRIs, t-shirts, and cold weather gear. After surviving the army experience, I went back to school and got my law degree. I jumped ship and joined the hubby in the Netherlands before the graduation ceremony could even begin. A few years into my legal career, I was exhausted, fed up, and just plain done. I quit my job and sat down to write a manuscript, which I promptly hid in the attic after returning to the law. But practicing law really wasn’t my thing, so I quit (again!) and went off to Germany to start a B&B. Turns out running a B&B wasn’t my thing either. I polished off that manuscript languishing in the attic before following the husband to Istanbul where I decided to give the whole writer-thing a go. But ten years was too many to stay away from my adopted home. I packed up again and moved to The Hague where I’m currently working on my next book. I hope I’ll always be working on my next book.

Finders, Not Keepers is my thirteenth novel.

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