As promised a while ago – the first chapter and a little nibble of chapter two: The Duxbridge Mysteries: A Recipe for Murder Chapter One “Come on. The sun’ll be up soon.” Tina grabbed Jacob’s hand and led him away from the dying bonfire. “Ooooo!” snickered a group of teens sitting in the sand around…
Had an interesting weekend. You know…the ducks were one thing…but reptiles are a bridge too far. I found this gal while gardening. She crawled right into my hand. Luckily I have a 13-yr old niece who is wild about reptiles (and has a bearded dragon). I texted her a photo, she told me it was…
When the new book arrives. Available here
Cross-posted from What’s 4 Dinner Solutions. One of my favorite things is recipes in fiction novels. I’ve featured quite a few of them here. So when I began to write my own fiction, I wanted to include recipes. Run Aground (Book 1 in the TJ Wilde Trilogy – for sale here) featured Smashed Potatoes and Lemon…
Someone is impeding my writing today. #annieshortstories
Underway is at the publisher, waiting on the final proof copy. While we wait, here is the reveal of the full cover. (click for full size, readable version) Tomorrow I’ll post the second half of chapter two. Stay tuned…
Left on a dusty shelf in a dark corner of a secondhand store. A hidden treasure, ignored and neglected. I brought it home, cleaned it up, and stationed it on my desk. There it sat, silenced by smaller, faster, more mobile instruments. Still, I loved its sleek, strong presence, evoking thoughts of rainy night mysteries.…
I may not look like much But oh, the places I go Over rainbows and behind waterfalls Into secret, mystical portals Magic begins with the push of a pedal Hop on… #annieshortstories
This innocent looking spiral bound stack of papers hides big secrets. Not clandestine loves. Nor top secret codes. No family mysteries, or long lost recipes. Instead, it’s filled with anger and disappointment and frustration. Written down, locked away, relieving me of their burdens. Much like Pandora’s Box, it must not be opened. Words have power.…
Mary may have had a little lamb with snow white fleece but I have a fluffy creamy duckling who follows me everywhere. And never shuts up. #annieshortstories
