This year for my Dad’s Christmas present, I’m including a dozen+ frozen dinners. Chili, beef stew, pot roast, and tonight’s installment: Pasta e Fagioli Soup 1 lb ground beef* 1 tsp salt ½ tsp pepper 1 tsp oregano 1 tsp basil ¼ tsp thyme 1 small onion, diced 8 oz carrots, sliced 3 stalks celery,…
This post is a little longer than usual, but a lot to catch up on. It’s been a rough year-ish. And while I’ve been busy with the Duxbridge Mysteries series, that was about all the writing I could manage. Posting new content here was minimal. I’m hoping to make up for that going forward, especially…
I’m off on a much needed vacation/writing research trip. Duxbridge Mysteries: Recipe for Murder is at the editor for a second edit, after some major rewrites. Oh, how spoiled am I that this was unusual? But understandable. It’s been a weird year, and I’m surprised anything I wrote was coherent. It now looks like a…
Duxbridge Mysteries, book 1 is with the editor after the first round of rewrites. I think there will be a little more tweaking and then a final edit and it should be off to the publisher. Meanwhile, I’m working on another series that takes place in Colorado, the first in the series is in the…
She’s just silly…and huge. Baby bobcat, indeed. Duxbridge Mysteries: Recipe for Murder is with the editor – a couple of rewrites in July and then it should be good to go! Watch this space.
All you need to know about Willow’s personality is what happened this morning. I was cleaning the litterbox (around the same time every morning) and she jumped in, looked at me, and proceeded to do her business. Like, never mind what I was doing. Most cats wait until AFTER you clean it to go mess…
I spent yesterday cleaning up the yard in anticipation of Spring Equinox. Taking stock of what survived the winter and what will need to be replaced. While there is no sign of an Iris or Pussy Willow after this harsh winter, I was happy to see it looks like only one bunch of daisies will…
It’s becoming increasingly difficult to work now that Willow has learned to jump in my lap for scritches. She’s a persistent little fluffball. And she’s super peeved I keep dumping her into the chair next to me… But rest assured, I am busy editing Duxbridge Mysteries!
I recently had to get a Costco membership – long, boring story – but it’s already paying off. When I came home from Paris four years ago, my suitcase contained 10 packages of St. Michel Butter Cookies (Galettes). I was besotted. Super buttery, flakey, not terribly sweet with just a touch of salt. Costco sells…
Every morning they show up at the patio door to register their complaints. Usually a lettuce bribe atones for any of my sins.
Annie DeMoranville 