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Rediscovering Freedom of Voice
Although I treasure the teachers who have guided me through the years, I believe that writers are born, not made. We’re basically a...
Oct 12, 2022


My Life of (True) Crime
Like a whole lot of people, I am obsessed with true crime. In my case, I justify it as research for my fictional tales — and it is indeed...
Apr 27, 2021


Remembering Margaret
From left, Margaret Maron, Katy Munger, Sarah Shaber, and Lise McClendon at the 2015 Bouchercon mystery writers convention, where...
Mar 1, 2021


I Crack Myself Up
Don’t mind me. I’m just sitting here writing. As you can see, my high school friends were the height of wit and I found them hilarious...
Feb 1, 2021


P.S…. I’m still here.
It seems impossible that it has been a year since I actually updated this blog. I’d be ashamed if I had time for it. But ain’t nobody got...
Dec 29, 2013


Happy New Year, One & All — Including Moi
This year was a year of reckoning for me in many ways. I had a serious Come to Jesus meeting with myself and I gave myself a good talking...
Dec 29, 2012


Mazel tov to us all!
Today is my birthday. Not to put too fine a point on it, I am officially older than dirt. But I am also undeniably happy to be here and...
Dec 29, 2011


When death is no longer an abstract
My Dad, top row at right, at Harvard on a Neiman Fellowship in 1955, before the responsibility of caring for six children derailed his...
Dec 14, 2011
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