Ellen here, so happy to welcome back the always entertaining J.C. Kenney and help him celebrate his newest release!
Life is Too Short…
Happy Wednesday, friends! I hope the flowers are blooming and the birds are singing in your neck of the woods. Here in Indianapolis (home of this year’s NCAA Men’s basketball tournament for you sports fans), Spring is in full swing. The trees are budding, the grass is turning a lovely shade of green, and I can finally work outdoors without shivering again.
Which is good because, like so many of us, I’ve been working from home for the last year. I’m not here to talk about the pandemic, though. Well, kind of, but only tangentially.
This time last year, like so many of us around the globe, I was searching for something, anything, to lift my spirits. My wife and I still had our jobs. The kids were at home safe and sound. We were extremely fortunate. Still, as one who was diagnosed with clinical depression in 2012, it was tough to keep the blues at bay.
It was at that time, while watching an episode of Psych, to be exact, that I decided to make a change in my life. A pretty significant one. For me, at least. I decided it was time to emulate the wardrobe of Henry Spencer.
Why, you ask? Well, I realized my wardrobe wasn’t helping my presence of mind. It was, at its best, dependable, reliable, dull, drab, boring.
As one who’s spent my working life ensconced firmly in the middle class, I live on a budget. I wanted my clothes to be affordable, durable, versatile, and machine washable. That meant lots of solid-colored polos, chinos in various inoffensive shades, and cotton sweaters that didn’t include the dreaded “dry clean only” in the care instructions.
Over the years, I’d owned the odd Hawaiian shirt, so I’d have the appropriate attire for one of the many Jimmy Buffett shows I’ve attended. This was going to different, though. A wholesale change in style. Solids were out, replaced by beauties like these. (Warning – the following are only samples from the new eyeball-assaulting wardrobe. Proceed at your own risk.)
That was just the beginning, though. Putting some stimulus funds to good use, I found amazing pieces like these two.
I didn’t stop at shirts, though. For me to complete the makeover, I needed some shorts in colors I would have never thought I’d wear. Like coral and yellow for example. Begone, the staid shorts in shades of tan and blue!
Of course, no ensemble is complete without the proper pair of shoes, so behold!
The other day I was wearing the green shoes. I told my wife Nancy that, if we got separated, she should look down to find me. That shade of green is impossible to miss!
So, there you have it, folks. In the last year, my side of the closet’s gone from dependable and boring to loud and obnoxious. Or maybe exuberant, instead? The bright colors and fun patterns make me happy. Since I’m working from home, I don’t have to worry about dress code infractions, either.
So, is the new wardrobe a foul against good taste and style? Perhaps, but hey, if I’ve learned nothing else in the past year, I’ve learned this. Find joy whenever and wherever you can. After all, life is too short…to wear boring clothing.
A big time thank you to Ellen Byron and all of the Chicks for letting me hang out with you all today. I’d also like to offer a Rushing Creek Mysteries prize pack to a lucky winner who will be drawn at random from the folks who answer the following question:
What do you do these days to put a smile on your face? Let me know and good luck!
And if you’re at a mystery book event in the future and you see some gray-haired dude who looks like stepped right out of a Jimmy Buffett song, stop and say hi. And I won’t be offended if you need to put on sunglasses to ward off the glare from my ensemble!
SYNOPSIS FOR A Deadly Discovery: Certain she’s seen more than enough death for one lifetime, literary agent Allie Cobb is ready to close the book on her amateur sleuthing, even when she learns that an unidentified body has been unearthed in a local state park. But when a worn and haunted-looking woman shows up on her doorstep with a grim story about her young daughter’s disappearance twenty years ago—and the police confirm that the recently discovered body is hers—Allie can’t bear to turn the poor woman away. Determined to uncover the truth about the young woman’s murder, Allie begins delving into the circumstances of her life and those she knew so many years before. And when she meets powerful resistance from those she questions—many of whom are now trusted leaders in her small, tight-knit community—she’s sure she’s on the right track. But as she narrows down the list of suspects, Allie realizes too late that a cold-blooded killer is dead-set on keeping the secrets of the past buried, and it will take all her wit and cunning to avoid becoming the second young woman to meet an untimely end…
BIO: J.C. Kenney is the Amazon and Kobo bestselling author of The Allie Cobb Mysteries. His debut, A Literal Mess, was a finalist for a Muse Medallion from the Cat Writers’ Association in mystery fiction. His latest mystery, A Deadly Discovery, was published in January 2021. When he’s not writing, you can find him following IndyCar racing or listening to music. He lives in Indianapolis with his wife, two children, and a cat. You can find him at www.jckenney.com.