I’m working on the tenth book in my Catherine Jewell
Mystery Series. Those of you who have read my books know each book goes by the
month starting with The Blue Rose which
took place in June, followed by Daylilies
for Emily in July, and on, and on, and now I’m at book ten in March called
Daffodils In March. Several people have asked me what I’ll do when I run out of
months. I’ll just start over with another murder in June.
I hadn’t started writing this tenth book for some time
and finally started in March the last month so far in my series. I started with a prologue something I don’t
usually do. It takes place with high school seniors at an event center enjoying
the music and dancing. A young boy leaves early because he has to return his
dad’s car so his dad can get to work and the boy is run off the road
deliberately. In chapter one, his body is found murdered after being hit on the
head with a rock and shot up with some opioid.
I’ve never
murdered young people before, but in this book I’m writing my topic is about
the opioid crisis which is so bad in our area and is responsible for so many
deaths. Another boy is found unconscious, but revived in time to save him. He
refuses to tell who sold him the drug for fear of being murdered or losing some
of his friends..
Both of these boys are high school seniors so I’ve
come up with six suspects connected with the high school. The boy who was
murdered had apparently seen someone he recognized outside the Event Center
where some of the boys had left to smoke cigarettes, and apparently buying
drugs. It must have been a man who wasn’t one of the chaperones that he
recognized.
So the police chief, whose son Josh is a senior, too,
asks his son to list those who work for the high school like teachers, etc.
They both decide the villain is not likely to be a female teacher so he gives
him the names of two male teachers, a science teacher and a math teacher, and a
custodian and three coaches. They decided to eliminate the superintendent and
principals because they make enough money not to need to sell the opioids. I’ve
already written brief bios for them, but I’ll have to give at least one of them
a reason for selling drugs.
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| This isn't my house or road. I don't take pictures of Amish. |
On a much nicer note which will have nothing to do
with the opioid crises, I’ve created two Amish families as characters. I’ve
been thinking about this for some time because I have Amish families living in
my area. The blacksmith for my ponies is Amish and every Sunday morning Amish
horses and buggies pass my house going either south or north depending on who
is having church service followed by a dinner afterwards. Also, in the evening
towards dark a buggy goes north, and I figure it’s a young man or boy in rhumspringa,
a time when Amish youth are given more freedom to do what they want, and he’s
courting some Amish girl north of me. I hear his buggy returning after I’ve
gone to bed. I always worry about him on my road with not only car traffic, but
large trucks, too. I’ve also hired Amish workers to put a new roof on my sunroom,
too. It’s a rare time when I go to Aldi’s grocery store that I don’t see Amish
women with their children shopping especially on a Thursday. They don’t come in
buggies. They come in Vans driven by non-Amish called Amish taxis.
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| I took this picture about ten miles north of me. A fascinating store in Amish country. |
And now back to my subject of who to choose to be
the murderer. Being a retired teacher I hate to make one of the two a drug
dealer although that might be a surprise to a reader. Maybe the night
custodian, but then he’s usually in the school working nights. And then there are
the three coaches. I’m not a big sports fan so that would be easier for me, but
I’m not sure if that wouldn’t be too obvious.
And maybe it’s not anyone who works at the school in
any capacity but someone the students recognize, but it has to be someone that
the police chief can figure out.
Do you ever have trouble coming up with the villain?
If you have any ideas for me, please let me know.
