Murder, Mayhem and 4 of a Kind By Duffy Brown: Review/Giveaway/Guest Post

by Sarah Erwin
& Duffy Brown

In Duffy Brown’s newest cozy mystery, Murder, Mayhem and 4 of a Kind (the first in a new series called High Cotton Mysteries), readers are in for a hilarious treat. Think about the antics of Janet Evanonvich’s Stephanie Plum and Grandma Mazur characters, combined with the southern charm of Miranda James’ Southern Ladies Mystery series, and you have Duffy’s latest.

Slain on Lovers Lane: The Century-Old Double Murder of Jazz-Age Lovebirds, Part 2

by Sarah Peterson-Camacho

Cradling the rose quartz pendulum in the palm of my hand, I gingerly picked my way across the dusty, uneven terrain of Sanger’s Bethel Cemetery, my darting eyes peeled for gopher holes. It was a beautiful day for a séance in a deserted country graveyard: a breezy, cloudless summer afternoon, unseasonably cool for the middle of a Central California July. And yet my palm was sweaty, sticking to the pendulum, and I felt oddly self-conscious.

Slain on Lovers Lane: The Century-Old Double Murder of Jazz-Age Lovebirds, Part 1

by Sarah Peterson-Camacho

Forty-nine feet was all she had. From the moment he put two bullets in her boyfriend’s brain, Pauline Grass had only 49 steps left to take.
A balmy summer night out on the town in Alex’s new auto, cruising the countryside under a full, white-hot moon, slipping out to that secluded spot by Haig Tusoosian’s vineyards. Climbing into the backseat to christen upholstery so new it squeaked, and steaming up the glass in a heady potpourri of sweat, smeared lipstick, and Alex’s aftershave. Losing herself in his kiss…

Black Pearl, Red Light: A Bordello Bloodbath, Its Coverup, and a Young Woman Lost to Time

by Sarah Peterson-Camacho

Blood saturated every surface: splattered across the walls, soaking through the bedsheets. Arterial spray darkening from ruby to rust, placing the precise time of the murder-suicide some twelve hours prior. The nude forms of a young man and woman faced one another on the bed, their expressions serene despite the gaping mess of their flayed throats. Hers had been cut just above the clavicle, his severed at the Adam’s apple. A bone-handled razor lay at his side, slick with clotted crimson.

BritBox Streaming: Great Double Trouble Murder in Provence & Murder, They Hope

by Kathleen Costa

BritBox continues to provide excellent entertainment for this Anglophile, and all for the price of a coffee and scone (monthly $6.99; annual special $69.99). Members get access to a huge library of British and parts beyond programming varying in genre, release date, and available 24/7 online or on their app with quality audio and video on any device: computer, tablet, or phone. I personally can enjoy long-time favorites like Good Neighbors, Inspector Morse, and Mapp & Lucia along with new or returning series like Sister Boniface, Midsomer Murders, and along with Murder, They Hope, my new favorite BritBox Original Murder in Provence.

Where Willows Weep: The Murder of Esther Lee Lewis and Her Afterlife

by Sarah Peterson-Camacho

And there she was.
Almost exactly twenty-four hours after nine-year-old Esther Lee Lewis went missing on her walk to the school bus the morning of Tuesday, March 11, 1947, there she was. They found her beneath a weeping willow in a dry creek bed near the Kings River, blanketed in blackberry vines—dress torn, skull crushed.

The Murder Mystery Co. Murder Mystery Dinner Theater Parties

by Lorie Lewis Ham

Have you ever attended a murder mystery party? They can be a LOT of fun! When I was in my twenties my brother and I wrote several of them and had parties for our friends-those were so much better than the boxed ones. Recently I heard about a company that puts on murder mystery parties all over the country called The Murder Mystery Co. I took some time to interview Patrick Salyer, their Digital Marketing Assistant about their company, which includes parties in San Francisco.

Love Is Murder

by Jeanne Matthews

As the comedian Chris Rock says, if you ain’t held a box of rat poison in your hands and thought real hard about killing your wife, you ain’t been in love. Thousands of men go to prison every year for killing their wives or their lovers – perfectly nice men who wouldn’t harm another living soul. So what is it about being in love that can stir a man to thoughts of murder?