I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose. ~Woody Allen
It's guest blogger day, so I'll make this quick. I finished up the ending to my mystery yesterday--yes, yay me! But...--I realized that, although I'd vanquished the villain I hadn't really announced who had killed Laurie's mom, the murder that begins the entire book (Literally. The first lines are: No one deserved to be beaten to death. Not even someone as unpleasant as Gracie Newton.). Do you suppose people would like to know who did that and why???
Dear heavens.
This may be why I've never written a mystery. Oh yeah, I gotta say whodunnit.
Needless to say, I have a bit of work to do on this before it's actually done!
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On such a winter’s evening
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7 comments:
Oh, man, great story! Glad I wasn't drinking milk!
I'm laughing because I can see that...after reading the book you still don't know who did it.
I'm glad you're almost finished your mystery. How do you feel about it? Do you know where you're going to submit it?
I'm choking here! OMG, you gave me the laugh of the day, thank you.
Can't wait to hear more about this one. Any ideas on where it's going yet? I mean, after you let people know whodunit? :)
Great first lines, BTW.
This is what's driven me crazy about the mystery... I kept dropping details. It's made the revisions, um, challenging...
Oh gosh! Laughing here to, WITH YOU not at you. Have fun playing with that one. *G*
I love the first sentences of your mystery. Funny, you don't know who committed the murder - good luck with that.:)
Ah, kinda like Agatha Christie meets Forgetful Jones.
Priceless!
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