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October Interviews
10/2 Debra H. Goldstein, Two Bites To Many
10/10 Connie Berry, A Legacy of Murder
10/17 Lida Sideris, Double Murder or Nothing
10/23 Toni L. P. Kelner writing as Leigh Perry, The Skeleton Stuffs A Stocking
10/30 Jennifer David Hesse, Autumn Alibi

Saturday Guest Bloggers:
10/5 Ang Pompano
10/12 Eyes of Texas Anthology Writers
10/19 Neil Plakcy

WWK Bloggers: 10/26 Kait Carson


Congratulations to our writers for the following publications:

Lyrical Press will publish Kaye George's Vintage Sweets mystery series. The first book, Revenge Is Sweet, will be released in March. Look for the interview here on 3/11.

Shari Randall will be writing again for St. Martin's, perhaps under a pseudonym. We look forward to reading Shari's Ice Cream Shop Mystery series debuting next year. Congratulations, Shari!

Susan Van Kirk's A Death At Tippett Pond was released on June 15th. Read E. B. Davis's interview with Susan.

KM Rockwood's "Frozen Daiquiris" appears in The Best Laid Plans: 21 Stories of Mystery & Suspense, edited by Judy Penz Sheluk. The anthology was released on June 18th.

Fishy Business anthology authors include KM Rockwood, Debra Goldstein, and James M. Jackson. This volume was edited by Linda Rodriguez.

Please read Margaret S. Hamilton and Debra Goldstein's short stories (don't ask about their modus operandi) in a new anthology, Cooked To Death Vol. IV: Cold Cut Files.

Warren Bull's Abraham Lincoln: Seldom Told Stories was released. It is available at: GoRead: https://www.goread.com/book/abraham-lincoln-seldom-told-stories or at Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/ydaklx8p

Grace Topping's mystery, Staging is Murder was released April 30.


Thursday, January 10, 2019

After Christmas by Gloria Alden

I know it’s time for my Christmas tree to go, but I enjoy seeing it lit up with colored lights. The Scotch pine needles are starting to fall off.
Just like my sisters I wanted a real Christmas tree. So I had Jacob, my grandson, take me to the Christmas tree farm where I’ve been getting my trees the last few years. He has a pickup truck so it is easy to bring it to my house. He brought it in and put it in the tree container. Last year Jacob and his sister helped me decorate the tree, but this year he had somewhere else to go so I decorated it myself. I also put up a small fake tree in the library, too, in front of the large window in there.
There’s always so much that’s needed to be done before Christmas. Shopping for gifts and wrapping them. Wrapping up grab bag gifts and preparing a Christmas meal.
This year my California daughter, Mary, came home and spent most of her time cleaning my house and getting it ready for company.
On Christmas Eve my sister Suzanne always has her sisters and brother and their kids at her house. I always take simple gifts for the nieces and nephews, bags with socks and gloves in them and if they have young children which most of them do, I put little toys in the bag, too. That evening we exchange gifts with each other. This year my daughter Susan went with me instead of Mary. She was too tired from cleaning.
My son who lives next door, if you count my barn and pony pasture between us, and his children and grandchildren came to my house on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day when my brother Phil and sister Suzanne visited. We exchanged some gifts because my daughter Susan and her husband Mike came over with their two children Jacob and Emilie.
I’m not the only one who wraps up grab bag gifts for Christmas Day. After the large bag with mixed grab bag gifts has been passed around and everyone opened gifts, we start to trade off what we don’t want for something else. It’s nothing very expensive and usually what we find in our junk drawers. There are some nice things, too. The grab bag gifts dates back to when we were children and my father, who was a purchasing agent, received one. So we started creating our own grab bag gifts.
Before Christmas I went to a concert that featured a fantastic singer named Andy Cooney. He has the most beautiful tenor voice and encouraged us to sing along with him. I bought four of his CDs. One was of the Christmas songs so I played that a lot before Christmas. According to his bio that we received he has won all sorts of awards. He is an Irish Tenor and sings mostly Irish songs. His grandfather was from Ireland and he visits Ireland a lot. 
Now that Mary flew back to California, Susan comes over to help me with things like putting my checkbook information online now. Of course, I still write checks and mail them out to pay my bills.  Mostly I sit in my nesting chair reading the newspaper or reading a book and looking at my tree that I know will have to go soon.
How was your Christmas? What did you enjoy most about it?


Grace Topping said...

Glad you had an enjoyable holiday, Gloria. Your name is so appropriate for the Christmas season.

My husband and I have been taking the Christmas decorations down and boxing them up. Every year I say I am going to put up less, but so much of it has sentimental value, so it is hard eliminating some of it. Now that it's down, the house looks so bare. It sure would help perk up overcast winter days if we had at least some of the decorations up longer. Oh, well. Back to normal.

Margaret Turkevich said...

Grace, I have two fake amaryllis plants on the mantel which I leave up till Valentine's day. In addition to a large pot of paperwhite narcissus on the kitchen counter, I buy small pots of forced bulbs to take the curse off the winter bare inside and the view through the windows.

Gloria, glad you had a great Christmas!

Warren Bull said...

We had family together at Christmas, which is the highlight of the season for me,

Kait said...

We didn't do a tree this year, and probably won't until we leave Florida. The heat and the humidity are unkind to the trees.

That said, our tradition was to leave trees up until January 6th. The Feast of the Epiphany or Three Kings Day. Having a French background we also got presents on that day, usually fruit left in a sock on the end of our bed and a small remembrance from our parents. We'd have a pastry breakfast, go to Church and then take down the tree. Since I was in a parochial school with French traditions, we usually had the day off.