Kitty Pepe Le Pew

Pets seem to provide some of the best laughs ever. My cat, Frank, is no exception. We’ve recently moved and the cat has had a hard time adjusting. The first night we were here we shut him in the laundry room with his litter box to help him get acquainted with where his litter box would be. The next morning we let him out, and instead of exploring the house he turns circles as if he’s trying to catch his tail. He was so confused he didn’t know where to start.

A few days later my husband was changing Frank’s water and getting him food (all which is kept in the laundry room). The cat was somewhere else, and when my husband turned back into the kitchen there was Frank looking all innocent, knowing full well he had been into something he shouldn’t have.

The new house has a fireplace that doesn’t have doors on it, so the cat decided to get in the fireplace and rub all over it (like he does everything else). My husband had to chase the cat around with a towel as he rubbed up against some white cabinets, the door frame and a white chair.

When I saw this photo all I could think of was Pepe Le Pew (in reverse of course). The cat sat down to lick his fur and he ended up with a black tongue.

Eventually Frank had to get a bath (which he hates), but even after scrubbing tirelessly he still had some black soot in his fur. He’s steered clear of the fireplace since then.

Kythera, Are You In?

After a certain point, money is meaningless. It ceases to be the goal. The game is what counts.~Aristotle Onassis

There’s a mystery floating in Charleston, South Carolina and it revolves around the word…Kythera. To anyone outside the city limits it means nothing, but to those who live there it’s a word they’re familiar with and depending on who you are will determine your reaction to hearing it.

Welcome to a world where money isn’t the only name of the game.

A Quick Hello, I’m Still Alive

Wow it’s been awhile since I’ve written anything. I just wanted to check in and say that we are currently in the process of moving and it has consumed every free moment of my life, including my writing time (I’ll have to make up lost time later this month with some long nights at the computer…yikes!).

I’ve always hated the actual moving process (not that anyone enjoys it), but although this weekend was full of packing boxes, trips across time and late hours I still managed to enjoy the time because my mother-in-law came to help us. Although we were constantly busy, it was nice to get to hang out together.

Next up painting…ugh. My mother has volunteered to make a trip down to help paint. Moving isn’t the most fun way to spend my weekends, but at least it can be made fun with the help of family and friends!

Hopefully, I’ll soon be able to spend some more time writing and blogging. But in the mean time I wanted to say “Hello!” and I’m still alive!

Somewhere Warm and Southern

How does a writer pick where their story is going to take place? It’s a question I get asked often and I don’t always have a solid answer. Why did I pick Charleston when I’m not even from Charleston or ever lived there? Good question.

As I’ve mentioned before, the original short story that inspired the book was set in New Orleans, but was changed for the book for several reasons. The short story was written prior to Hurricane Katrina which dramatically changed the New Orleans area, and I didn’t think I could do justice to New Orleans post-Katrina as I have not witnessed nor could imagine what they endured.

So, I set out to find a new setting for Kythera. Part of why I picked New Orleans is the eerie and mysterious feeling it has with the historical buildings with imaginative stories, Spanish moss, humid heat and ghost stories. Charleston seem to have a lot of the same elements and was a great fit for my story. Later in the series, I will be returning to New Orleans, but for a brief segment because New Orleans is still tied to the mysterious Kythera.

After the series is done, I will move on to new stories and new locations. How will I pick the next one?

I’m thinking a great mystery set in Paris so I can have an excuse to go there (“Husband we have to go to Paris! It’s for research!”). I’m a travel bug and I love seeing new places, but more likely than not, the next one will be set in a favorite travel spot.

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My absolute favorite place to go? Apalachicola, Florida. We make a trip at the very least one weekend a year, but we often go more than that. Apalachicola isn’t some grand resort town or destination. It’s a quaint fishing village along the Forgotten Coast of Florida’s Panhandle where everyone is friendly and things are slow going. I tell everyone it’s like Stars Hollow on the ocean (I love Gilmore Girl’s and I would move to their fictional Connecticut town in a heart beat) and for that reason it holds a special place in my heart.

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When I’m having a bad day, I imagine I’m there away from it all. I generally prefer big towns with lots to do, but this is the one exception. The closest movie theater is an hour away in Panama City. The closest Wal-Mart is thirty minutes and they have two hotels. But they have an amazing array of locally owned restaurants and several bed and breakfasts (our favorite is the Coombs House Inn).

Will my next book series be set in Apalachicola? Maybe, maybe not, but you can probably count on it being somewhere warm and Southern.

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Book Signing at The Shoppes

I’m excited this week, because I’m doing my first ever book signing. I can’t wait to meet and mingle with everyone at one of my favorite places (and a favorite place to shop too!).

So, come hang out with me at the wonderful The Shoppes at Fourth and Cherry this Friday from 6:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m. and get a signed copy of The Kings of Charleston.

 

My Very Own Expert

Lots of times when you are writing you need to consult with experts in order to properly describe particular events in a story.

Fortunately, I’ve got an in house expert that comes in handy, especially since I’m a mystery/suspense writer. My husband served as an Army Medic for several years and I’m so very proud of his military service. Now he’s my very own expert I consult for my novels.

He’s such a wealth of knowledge (not to mention when I hit my head, get a fever or have some weird symptoms he’s pretty good at pinpointing what’s wrong). And he is so willing to sit down with me and work out a scene or  let me use him as a sounding board for whatever crazy idea I might have.

So how long could a person survive under water? Could they really shoot the person from that distance and not hit the person in front of them? How can I make that scenario plausible?

He never gets tired of my questions and he’s a bit of a writer himself (and quite talented I might add) so we can spend a couple hours running through scenes and making sure they’re plausible.

It’s fun and such a wonderful blessing  to have his help, especially considering how often injuries/deaths come up in mystery/suspense novels.

So who’s going to survive And All The Kings Men? I guess you just have to wait and see.