As the author of an amateur sleuth mystery series, I have lived in a fictional world for the last decade. I've had breakfast with Cassie at The Eggery, ordering my eggs and potatoes from Greta, the Eggery's popular waitress with Tourette's. I've spent the night with Cassie at the Bhait's Motel (we have a very… Continue reading On Mulberry Street
I am often asked how I plan my books. Do you outline, people ask, or do you free write? (cartoon retrieved from bizarro.com, Dan Piraro, 2007) Some writers say they like to let the story develop organically, but I don't know how to write a traditional mystery without a certain amount of planning. Readers of… Continue reading Do you (chalk) outline?
Rather than let a little thing like winter slow us down, we took the opportunity to head north, driving eight hours to the White Mountains of New Hampshire for a week of snowshoeing. We had limited internet, but plenty of cold and now that we're home, I'll try to put together a few posts about… Continue reading Turns out it’s not the shoes, after all; it’s the snowshoes (and the balaclava)
It is often said that Shoes make the man. I've never given it much thought, but turns out, it's true.
I read an interesting post about efforts in France to protect independent bookstores. And as much as I want to applaud, because I mourn the loss of independent neighborhood bookstores and want to like any efforts to protect them, I find that I can't. It began with legislation that made it illegal In France to… Continue reading Butchers and bakers and candlestick makers. And booksellers.
Since it's Elvis' birthday, today seems like the right day to tell you my Elvis story. Not an Elvis story, exactly, but you'll get the point. It was 1989 and we were in Japan. Our hosts took us to a karaoke bar and it quickly became clear that the American couple would have to get… Continue reading Happy birthday, Elvis!
In my last post, I asserted that I do not make New Years resolutions. And that is, more or less, true. But I realized today that I did make one resolution last year. I resolved to master the art of tying a bow tie. You see, I was attending a black-tie fundraiser for a local… Continue reading In which I realize I did make one resolution last year