I got an “overpayment notice” in the mail the other day from Time Magazine. I had to read it three times. At first I thought
I attended Left Coast Crime in Albuquerque last week. LCC is an annual mystery fan convention that travels around to locations west of the Mississippi.
And, lo, it rained librarians and authors and books for forty days and forty nights. Well, actually only three days, but yoiks! It sure seemed
I think Thanksgiving must be the first thing that pops into most American heads when they think about November. It’s the holiday everyone can—and probably
Tomorrow is launch day for Police Navidad, the fourth book in my Mystery Writer’s series. It’s set around a Christmas play to be staged in
I’m always surprised at the amount of research my cozy mysteries require. I mean, they’re not police procedurals or historicals or true crime or anything,
I probably don’t have to tell you that a lot goes into a book cover. There’s psychology, design aspects, color theory, font decisions, genre considerations,
You know, it’s funny. I don’t do a lot of celebrating about accomplishments. The night of the Colorado Author League awards—where my EIGHT WEEKS TO
I grew up in Colorado Springs, at the base of Pikes Peak and when I was a kid—and gas was cheap enough to guzzle—my dad
I have a fairly impressive vocabulary, but only when I write. When I speak, I’m all … um … I talk goodly and use many