Being Coronavirus stuck at home is a good time to start a new series. Check out three I’ve discovered. And, what better way to keep calm than the purr of a kitten (even if one is a witch’s familiar).
April showers, flowers, and two new mystery series brings in spring. Plus, mysteries with recipes to try for Easter.
Being a best friend means being supportive through thick and thin, especially when called upon to be a bridesmaid. Julia Elizabeth Bonatti has been helping her college best friend Geneva Leary prepare for her wedding in Sonoma, in spite of the frantic demands of the wedding planner and the disappearance of the bride’s sister. Moira Leary does eventually appear —intoxicated and a bit worse for wear—but it is the coordinator Sally Stark who collapses after the ceremony.
What better time to start a new series than the beginning of a new year? Here’s two that might interest you and plenty of old favorites.
First up is Color Me Dead by Teresa Trent, the first in the Henry Park mysteries.
Along with May flowers come starter books. No time like the present to “spring” into a new series!
It’s A Front Page Affair when the Lusitania sinks, a shooting occurs at JP Morgan's mansion and the Great War is on.
"Blame it on El Niño," my husband said, as he packed his valise.
But I was more inclined to blame the storm clouds hanging over our marriage on Nina, the weather-girl-in-training at the Fresno television station where Doug worked as a meteorologist. I had no recourse but to watch the man slide out of my life like one of those hillside houses in San Francisco.
There's magic in the air, as well as mystical felines, tarot cards, psychic mirrors, magic potions, retired witches—and murder. Read on if you dare!
While the East coast suffered with storm after storm, the Valley started heating up in mid-February. I took my reading out by the pool. Here's a few titles roaring your way:
Just what we need on a frosty day: Ladle To the Grave, the latest Soup Lover's Mystery. Lucky Jamieson is the owner of By the Spoonful in Snowflake, VT.
In fiction, snitches don’t last long. They come to bad ends repeatedly in mystery novels. Of course, many people don’t like snitches, even the law enforcement officers who use them, but they are useful. They make great murder victims.
Except for that one incident with the Godiva chocolates, my marriage would have been perfect.
My wife wasn't beautiful, but she was intelligent and rich, qualities a man looks for when he climbs the corporate ladder. My marriage had survived the seven-year-itch twice before I hired Marvella to be my secretary. She had a figure that would make any man re-think his marriage vows.
