Killer Nashville AKA the place where Dawn broke her wrist
So, it’s that time of the year again. Crime writers of all sorts will convene in a hotel and plot the end of someone’s life.
So, it’s that time of the year again. Crime writers of all sorts will convene in a hotel and plot the end of someone’s life.
I had high hopes for this year’s Bouchercon. I was launching a book, I’d skipped a year of the event,
This is my friend Karen with our author pal, Jack Riggs.
Suppose that every day, ten men go out for beer and
the bill for all ten comes to $100.
My book reading pace slowed when my friend Karen lent me this book.
It is a long one,
Last night, my pal Liz and I went to hear Joshilyn Jackson speak at The Margaret Mitchell House in lovely downtown Atlanta.