Have you ever heard someone say, “I’m so OCD” when they do something perfectly reasonable like fold their towels a particular way (in my case, so they fit on the shelf), or park in the same aisle of the grocery store lot (in my case, so I can one, find my car, and two, not have to wait for pedestrians), or drink the same cocktail … Continue reading “I’m So OCD”
Writers, especially snooty ones, often thump their chest and testify to all who will listen their all-consuming passion for the written word. Specifically, their written words. But I never quite believe them because, in case you haven’t heard me whine about it before, writing is HARD. However, if given the choice between writing and a root canal, I will always choose writing. I will also … Continue reading Crime of Passion
I saw some funny warning labels recently that made me laugh. They also made me wonder about the lawsuits that surely must have prompted them. on a personal watercraft: “Never use a lit match or open flame to check fuel level.” on an iron-on T-shirt transfer: “Do not iron while wearing shirt.” on a baby stroller featuring a small pouch for storage: “Do not put … Continue reading Viva La Frivolous Lawsuit
Hope you are having the best birthday ever, dear Becky! (Seriously, how could it not be, with a pink flower cake and swirly candles?) Wishing you much happiness and sending much love. Continue reading Happy Birthday, Becky!
We love mysteries here at Chicks on the Case, so here are some spooky things that have disappeared—poof—without a trace. The Little Mermaid’s voice—first in 1837 then again in 1989 then AGAIN in 2007 Agatha Christie—for ten days in 1926 Roald Amundsen—lost over the Arctic searching for missing explorer, 1928 Amelia Earhart—pilot, lost over the Pacific, 1937 Glenn Miller—big-band leader, lost without a trace over … Continue reading Disappeared
Nala was out of Milk Bones the other day, but the store only had large ones instead of the medium size I normally buy. It couldn’t possibly matter, I thought, and grabbed a box. At the next scheduled treat time, probably seven seconds later, I gave one to her, but had to convince her to take it. Same flavor, just bigger size. Much bigger size. … Continue reading Biting Off More Than You Can Chew
When my first book was published in 2001, I set up a bunch of Google Alerts. Anyone can set up alerts for anything they want … to keep up on all the news about their favorite band, or any time someone posts a recipe that has apples in it, or to study how many times people use the word “bamboozle” online. Literally, anything you want … Continue reading Who Am I Anyway?
It’s been a busy couple of weeks in BeckyLand. On August 16, my seven siblings and I gathered for a reunion with our spouses in Manitou Springs, Colorado. We took over the entire Avenue Hotel Bed & Breakfast, a fantastic place to stay. We’d planned the reunion long before my dad died, so used the opportunity of having us all together to conduct his inurnment … Continue reading One Chapter Ends While One Begins
I’m normally a very sunny person. No wild mood swings. Ridiculously optimistic. Annoyingly chipper very early in the morning. Able to see humor in everything, mostly myself. But like any sapling nibbled by beavers, sometimes I just have to yell, “Dam!” So, forget politics, genocide, racism, misogyny and all the rest. Let’s talk about important stuff … the things that are currently annoying me. The … Continue reading I’ll Take ‘What’s Annoying Becky’ for 500, Alex
My husband and I just returned from an excellent Danube River cruise. (This is a picture of us when we saw our free minibar in Amsterdam, stocked with beer and wine, perhaps some other stuff, too.) We started out with a few days in Budapest, then sailed to Vienna, Durnstein, Passau, Regensburg, and Nuremberg, where we disembarked and headed to Prague for a few days. … Continue reading The World is a Book
Book two in the fabulous Mystery Writer’s Mystery series, Foul Play on Words is available now wherever books are sold! ♥︎ Happy book birthday, Becky! Between a kidnapping, a double booking, and a crew of hapless volunteers, Charlee worries the writing conference will go to the dogs. Mystery author Charlee Russo agrees to speak at a Portland writers’ conference organized by her friend Viv Lundquist. … Continue reading New Release: Foul Play on Words by Becky Clark
I have a love-hate relationship with author newsletters, my own So Seldom It’s Shameful News in particular. We authors are told that we must have an email newsletter as a way to interact with our readers. Of course we do that on our blogs and on Facebook pretty regularly, but those platforms can go away at any time, we’re just guests there. The only thing … Continue reading Newsletters or Snooze-letters?