Just about a month or so ago, the Working Stiffs blog closed its door. I’d been a part of it since 2007, at the invitation of Joyce Tremel, proud blog-mom and Pittsburgh mystery writer. Joyce had been contributing to the Working Stiffs even longer. It seems particularly appropriate that Joyce should be the first visitor to my Read More …
From chapter 5-ish: Savannah’s first meeting with Jorge Pena: I turned toward the curb and the pale blue Volvo. Only to stop after a few steps when I saw that Mrs. Jenkins wasn’t alone. For just a second—less; half a second, maybe—my heart stuttered in my chest at the sight of the man leaning on Read More …
A few pages from chapter 2 of Contract Pending for your enjoyment: Chapter 2 “Spicer and Truman found her walking down the street in her housecoat and slippers,” Detective Grimaldi said twenty minutes later. I had driven hell for leather into downtown, found a parking space a block and a half from Police Plaza, and Read More …
Here’s the last little tidbit from Hot Property; Savannah is sitting her first open house since her friend Lila was murdered, and she’s a mite nervous that the Open House Bandits will pay her a visit: I was still in the kitchen, looking at my list of names, when I heard the sound of an Read More …
From somewhere in chapter 8, I think… In the midst of sleuthing, Savannah meets a guy: I was in the process of locking the front door of the French Chateau when a bright blue Mini Cooper with white racing stripes zipped into the driveway and stopped at the bottom of the stairs. A young man Read More …
