In winter, with my cup of tea...

... and the heat turned up, I’m happy to get to work at five, while the world is still dark. Now, I want to be outdoors when the birds break the silence of early morning, the air carries the scent of damp earth and the deer are feeding at the top of Pond Hill. Occasionally I have a visitor at the back window.

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My advice...

...to Anna Karenina if we happened to meet (before it was too late): "Honey, he's not worth it." If you'd care to play the What Would You Say game, please join us at Women of Mystery today.

In my novel...

...Damned If You Don’t, I’ve got some dirty deals going down, but nothing—nothing—to match the antics in the New York State Legislature these days. Read more at Women of Mystery today.