So, it’s been a while since I complained about my blogging technical challenges. Over the last several months, I’ve made a few tweaks and improvements here and there, and I must have been getting pretty smug with myself because now I’ve managed to remove my blog as a list of posts. At the moment, I can only post one item at a time. I’m not even sure what I did, but as soon as I figure it out, I’ll undo it. Drat. Update, it’s showing posts, but only with the “category” listed on top. ?!?
With The Hatbox Murders and The Tugboat Murder both coming out next week, I’ve just finished a final-final read of each–just in case. Besides that, my editor and I have been editing The Charlatan Murders for several months now and we’ve still got plenty to do.
While it’s a good problem to have, at this point, I’m ready for a break. Even cleaning my house sounds like a nice change of pace. (Yep, it’s bad 🙂
Seattle once had a neighborhood called Ross. As the city evolved, the name was lost, but my old map still shows streets overlapping the water. The Wedgewood Historical Society was nice enough to explain what happened:
When the Army Corps of Engineers built the Ballard Locks a 100 years ago (and the waterway which connects Lake Washington to Puget Sound) they dug out a few streets. The fun part is that my old 1950s Seattle map still shows those “ghost streets” in the water. Kinda spooky.
After a recommendation from another mystery fan, I’m reading my very first Agatha Raisin.
M.C. Beaton’s storytelling is smooth and enjoyable, but I haven’t quite clicked with Mrs. Raisin herself. The character is funny, yes, but she’s also a bit grumpy, petty and even rude.
Still, the expansive series has a huge following, so I won’t give up. I might find myself in the fan ranks before the end.
This is where I share my love of classic mysteries, my work as a mystery writer, some random stuff, and a bit about my dog. Do you love sleuths, detectives, clues, and puzzles? If so, you’re in good company!
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I love this time of year: short days, cool weather, and a fair helping of gray skies. It’s not as cold here in California as some parts of the world, but this kind of weather is still a great excuse to curl up with a good mystery by the fire. Oh, and add a cup of tea to that. It may be plain past time, but as far as I’m concerned, it’s perfectly wonderful.
Let the winter reading begin!
As far as I’m aware, the secret to having a happy and productive life (for me, those two are practically synonyms) is learning to balance life between all the little things we actually get to control and the the larger, overarching goals that take time and ongoing effort to achieve. The best part is that you don’t have to achieve perfect balance every single day. It’s the overall balance, not daily balance, that keeps us moving forward. This means that life doesn’t have to “get in the way” of our goals, because we are always adjusting our specific actions to bring the balance we need. Work hard, and roll with it.
I always want to be influenced by nature. The changing colors and textures of the seasons are too wonderful to overlook. Besides that, they provide an endless source of inspiration and contemplation -perfect for workday down-time and creative diversions.
This Christmas, I’m being charmed with wild mushrooms and asparagus fern.
How awesome is that?
Sometimes, I need time in my own head. Not because I want to brood or because I need ponder anything in particular; I just need to catch up with my thoughts and put my brain back in order. A couple hours away from my daily grind. I won’t have anything to show for those hours and it won’t shorten my to-do list, but it will keep me in balance. I’ll probably read a book, maybe even an old favorite, then I can get back to everything productive. And I’ll enjoy it all the more.
I love the cold. I love rain and drizzle, and since I grew up in the Pacific Northwest, I know plenty of words for describing various nuances of precipitation. I’m not enamored with snow, but that has more to do with an aversion to laborious shoveling. But I love overcast skies because clouds spark ideas in my head unlike anything else I’ve ever known. Reading, writing, sipping tea, and sitting by the fire are all activities fitting gray weather. And you need all of that grayness, so that you can savor those precious and magical moments when the sun comes out in middle of winter, and it hits the damp ground and illuminates the world with a warm glow. With its stark contrast, it’s one of the best things of all.