April, 2011

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Me? Like Cozies?

I’m a bit ashamed to admit it but, yeah, I do like cozies. There’s something intriguing about them. They tend to go against everything I’ve learned about writing. Short, choppy sentences. A near total lack of description. Murders galore but little or no blood, muted violence and no emotion: “Jack,Read More …

March

March has been a month with a modicum of joy and a month filled to overflowing with sorrow. Blacky Black, one of the Gingersnap family that found their way into my life in Albuquerque and followed me here to this forsaken sandbar between the Gulf and the Atlantic ocean, wentRead More …