Quick note from an anonymous hotel near the St. Louis airport. I’m on my way to Toronto tomorrow morning for Bouchercon, the mystery convention. I won’t be staying here again–even though it’s a very nice place– because it neither has HGTV nor TCM. Since I don’t have satellite or cable at home I count on …Read More
Last Monday I was taking photos of my front door, and had my iPhone in my back pocket. Squatting wasn’t working so well, so I sank back on my bottom and heard a terrible crack. I don’t know what I thought it was, but I didn’t imagine it was my phone screen. I didn’t realize …Read More
On Friday a friend told me that there’s yet another re-imagining of Daphne DuMaurier’s novel, Rebecca, in the works. Rebecca is the iconic 1938 suspense tale about an unnamed young heroine who, while working as a companion to a snobbish old woman, meets Maxim, the man of her dreams. He carries her off to Manderley, the family pile, …Read More