UPDATE! Yuma Baby is now available for your preferred e-reader — just $2.99! To make it easy (I know you can’t wait to download it :)) here are the direct links to the major e-book sites and to the print version (just $9.95 plus shipping):
Walt and Betty Rollin are back! They’ve decided to winter in southern Arizona, thinking they can relax in the sunshine until they get the call from Ohio telling them their third grandbaby has arrived so they can fly into the snowy north.
Of course, it’s never that easy for Walt and Betty. Read more about this newest Rollin RV Mystery on the Yuma Baby page — even download the first two chapters to try it out for free!
The news gets better!
Continue reading “Yuma Baby is Here!”
[No spoilers, I promise!]
Earlier this year, for the first time since publishing Pea Body, my husband and I returned to the book’s setting — the Outer Banks (OBX) of North Carolina, home of awesome beaches, seafood, and Pea Island National Wildlife Refuge.
Not only was it great to be back alongside the Atlantic Ocean, but I was eager to revisit those special places that got mentioned in the book and — especially! — eat some key lime pie! Continue reading “Returning to the Scene of the Crime”
Being a full-time RVer and traveling the country means I’ve been able to experience some amazing places, meet fascinating people, and store up enough ideas for my writing for a few lifetimes.
When these sorts of places are right outside the door — it’s hard to sit down to write.
Every town we pass through conjures at least one story idea. Every RV park delivers at least a half-dozen more. Continue reading “Write Where? Right There!”
…has this blog gone? Why such a long silence? What have we been up to?
As my southern dad used to say, “A little of this, a little of that.” We’ve been here and we’ve been there. Most people don’t move from home to home very often. As full-time RVers, we’re moving all the time. Just this spring we drove through five states in one day to move our “house” from the Great Lakes to the Atlantic Ocean.*
Continue reading “Where in the World…”
It’s an odd experience to read a novel — a work of fiction, something imagined — by someone you know. As a reader and writer, I’ve been on both sides of this. When I’m reading a novel or short story by someone I know, I can’t help but compare what I know about the author to what I’m reading.
And readers of my books who know me wonder the same thing. They see a lot of Walt and Betty in my husband and I — but they are two fictional characters, with plenty made up about them.
So what’s real? What’s imagined?
[Nope — no need for a spoiler alert; I promise I’m not giving anything away here!] Continue reading “What’s Real? What’s Imagined? Behind the Scenes of “Pea Body””
Have you heard this one?
How many mystery writers does it take to change a light bulb?
Two. One to screw it in, the other to give it a surprising twist at the end.
Life is like that, too. We think we’re headed down the right road when we realize we’ve made a wrong turn. And because my husband and I live and travel in our RV, we’ve made many wrong turns. The best wrong turns (oh, yeah — there are good ones and bad ones and downright awful ones) deliver up the kinds of unexpected experiences that usually become the best memories.
Sometimes it’s something small. Like a day this past spring, on our way from Boise to Nampa on the back roads, when we made a wrong turn. We found ourselves driving alongside a river, always nice.
And then: Continue reading “Unexpected Twists”
Avid readers talk about how many books they read in a year. But there’s another type of avid reader: someone who reads EVERYTHING. Sitting in a restaurant, they read the entire menu, every poster on the wall, each placard tucked between the salt and pepper shakers.
I’m one of those avid readers. Which means I also read every single sign along the highway as we travel.
This past June we drove across a portion of central Nevada and up into Idaho, from Great Basin National Park to Boise. Despite spectacular scenery around us, few other vehicles crossed our path.
But there was found plenty to read. Continue reading “Reading the Road”