poisonous food

Mystery writers are always looking for exotic ways to commit their literary murders. Shooting, stabbing, bludgeoning–they’ve all been done to death, so to speak. But poisons are exotic, right? The rare dart gun stuff from the Amazon curare. Or maybe a potion with a secret formula passed down through a family of what might be witches. Well, maybe not. Many writers know this, but I wonder how many non-mystery writers do?

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