What a Fun Way to Spend New Years Day
And for a good cause, too. If you’re in the area, please come join us. And please bring a donation of non-perishable food for the Saugerties Food Pantry.
What a Fun Way to Spend New Years Day
And for a good cause, too. If you’re in the area, please come join us. And please bring a donation of non-perishable food for the Saugerties Food Pantry.
What a Fun Way to Spend New Years Day
What better way to celebrate this very kind review of The Brooklyn North Murder than with an updated website? Thank you Publishers Weekly and Clockpunk Studios!
A Refreshed Website and a Nice Review
Winter is coming fast, and it’s time to abandon the garden for a warm fire and a pile of cozy mysteries. I’d feel that way even if the deer had not broken in and eaten everything this year. I tell myself they were just saving me on cutting back the plants for winter. So in
Beverley Nichols: A Dark and Stormy Garden Writer
So very excited to be talking with The Strand Magazine about Watson & Doyle, Dazzlepaint, and the trials and tribulations of historical research. Please stop by and check it out.
Interview with the Strand Magazine
There is no-one hipper than Johnny Depp. Unless it is Johnny Depp just having sold his yacht to J.K. Rowling for 22 million pounds. No, that is not a typo, although it is by all accounts small potatoes in the oligarch’s world of super-yachts. Rowling, too, has moved on, and the Arriva has arrived at
Hudson Valley Hipster Watch #4: Death on the… er… Rondout Creek?
Of the three iconic literary monsters of the nineteenth century, two of them were created by women writers. Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein is so well known that she is often (rightly) credited with being the mother of science fiction. Jane Webb’s The Mummy is treated more as a curiosity; indeed she is better known as a
Had a great time at the Saratoga Book Festival with my fellow Mavens of Mayhem, including my tablemate, Chris Keefer.
John Duncan has been one of my favorite painters ever since I happened across this rather constipated-looking Tristan sharing the Love Potion with Isolde, while I was teaching a course in Arthurian romance. John Duncan (1866-1945) was born in Dundee, Scotland to a cattleman father. John, however, had no interest in farming and turned to a career in
What They Made at Byrdcliffe: John Duncan
I admit I had my snark cannon loaded for camelid when I first got wind of the NYS Sheep and Wool Festival. (So to speak. Barns smell like barns regardless of whether they are inhabited by horses, cows, goats, or alpacas.) But then I gave ear to the insidious little voice in the back of
Hudson Valley Hipster Watch #3: Admit it. You Want to Pat a Llama Too.
Saturday, October 15, from 11 am until 4 pm. Please stop by and say hi — and you just might get a sneak peek at The Brooklyn North Murder.
So Excited to be Returning to the Hoboken Library Festival