Greetings, Mystery Fans, from the Acela Express! Lisa here, chugging home from the annual Malice Domestic conference in Bethesda, MD. I haven’t even begun to process all the amazing events of the weekend–but here are just a few from my Chicks highlight reel.
Five little Chickies went to Left Coast Crime. One little Chickie went on an awesome family camping trip. And the three little Chickies who stayed home went wah-wah-wah! all weekend–and did their best to keep up with all the news from afar.
Between you, me, and the Internet, I’ll let you in on a little secret: I really, really like to win things. Of course, this doesn’t happen very often, especially these days, but when it does…
The Oscars are a’comin’, which brings to mind movies whose popularity eludes us. They may be critically acclaimed and audience favorites, but for us, the review is… meh. Here are the Chicks’ choices of movies whose popularity, acclaim, or existence we just don’t get.
I didn’t bother making any shiny new resolutions for my writing life this year. Sure, things had gotten a little out of control lately. I’d been stuck on the same plot problem (as in, I didn’t actually have one) for months. But that was okay, because I had Important Things to Do. Like check my Twitter feed.
Another New England Crime Bake is in the books–and I’ve literally just arrived home from the Hilton in Woburn, MA. I promised everyone a recap and pix, which works out great because it just so happens it’s my turn to post!
Who’s the biggest Scaredy-Chick in our murder-mystery-writing flock? That would probably be me, Lisa. But lately, inspired by the launch of Cynthia’s latest title The Spirit in Question, we’ve had a few interesting debates about the existence of ghosts. I happened to casually mention somewhere that I’d once had a close encounter with a poltergeist, and Mariella made me promise I’d give the dirt. So I will tell you the story, if you promise not to think I’m crazy. But no one wants to believe ghosts aren’t real more than me. Trust me on that, at least.