When I was young I loved school, so I was always excited to go back to school, and I was born in the fall. I also loved the change of colours, but at the time, I didn't realize how lucky I was to see such a beautiful scenery in my own backyard.
Thursday, October 8, 2026
Fall Colour by J. S. Marlo
J.S. grew up in Shawinigan, a small French Canadian town, married a young military officer, and raised three spirited children. Over the years, she enjoyed many wonderful postings in many different regions of Canada. After her children left the nest, she began writing. Three years later, she captured her dream of becoming a published author. She writes a blend of romantic suspense and murder mysteries. Most of her stories are set in Canada, and if they are not, they feature Canadian characters. J.S. isn't sure where time flew, but decades later, she ended up writing under the Northern Lights in Alberta while spoiling four adorable grandchildren.
Tuesday, October 6, 2026
A Paranormal Investigation by Eileen O'Finlan
In September I posted about meeting with Jo MacGugan, a paranormal investigator, as part of the research for my upcoming novel, The Haunting of Blackberry Hill. I want to have my characters bring in a team of paranormal investigators to help them figure out what is going on in their house. But I didn't know what exactly paranormal investigators do. During our conversation, Jo told me about an investigation that she would soon be doing in Worcester and suggested I attend.
The investigation was held at Salisbury House, the headquarters for Preservation Worcester, an organization that preserves the historic sites and structures of the city of Worcester, Massachusetts. It was built in the mid-1830s and is supposedly haunted. Jo and her colleague, Shannon, led the investigation. My friend, Carol, came with me and we, along with 14 other attendees accompanied them in their investigation of the ballroom, basement, an upstairs bedroom, and the attic.
We got to see several pieces of paranormal investigation equipment in action. There were electronic voice phenomena recorders, electromagnetic field detectors, a few different response devices including my favorite, the Epoch Box which actually allowed spirits to answer us with a yes or no, infrared cameras, and, Jo's favorite, a spirit box.
We didn't actually see any ghosts (for which I am grateful) but we did hear a few voices when the recorders were played back that we definitely did not hear while the device was recording. The Epoch Box got a bit of a workout in the basement. And while up in the attic, a music box started playing by itself.
The spirit box came into use in the attic. My friend, Carol, was the first to try it. I gave it a go next. The spirit box is a small handheld device, not much bigger than a cell phone. The person listening to it wears a blindfold and noise-canceling headphones that are plugged into the spirit box. The rest of us asked questions of the spirit. The person with the spirit box can't hear any of the questions because of the noise-canceling headphones. All they can hear is what's coming from the spirit box which sounds just like someone flipping radio stations at high speed with a lot of static in between. If the spirit answers, it will come through in the static at which point, the person with the box is to say out loud whatever they hear.
When it was my turn, I thought I heard a voice in the static three different times, but I couldn't make out what was being said. It was definitely the same voice each time, though.
I never thought I would take part in something like this. Though I love ghost stories and I'm fascinated by tales of hauntings, I'm a big chicken when it comes to putting myself in the way of it. Still, I'm very glad I did it. Having had that experience will allow me to write the scenes with the paranormal investigators with better accuracy and much more realistically. Thanks, Jo and Shannon!
Eileen O’Finlan was a member of the Worcester Writers Workshop for many years and now hosts a writing group at her home in Holden.
Kelegeen, published by BWL Publishing, is her debut novel. She is currently working on the sequel to be titled Erin's Children set in Worcester, Massachusetts.
Eileen is a holds a Bachelor’s Degree in history and a Master’s Degree in pastoral ministry.
When not writing or working her full-time job, Eileen facilitates online courses for the University of Dayton, Ohio.
Sunday, October 4, 2026
How To Give A Compliment by Julie Christen
Complimenting 101
them to do it again or keep on keeping on.
I live in central Minnesota and have all my life. I have taught 8th grade English plus 6th and 8th grade health in the same room in the same district for 30 years. Some say I have “staying power”. I am fiercely dedicated to the things in life that make my heart happy – books books books, my family, my animals, and my writing. My husband and I ride a Harley and our horses when we’re not working on some part of our hobby farm. I have way too many hobbies, but they bring me joy and, I think, help keep me young.
Friday, October 2, 2026
A life well lived – highlights and hiccups by donalee Moulton
I was
recently asked about life’s pleasures as a writer, and otherwise. I thought I’d
share some of my likes and dislikes with you. Would love to hear your answers.
Things you never want to run out of: Chocolate, sweat pants, downward dogs
Things you wish you’d never bought: White chocolate, stilettos, a gym membership
Hardest
thing about being a writer: Writing
Easiest thing about being a writer: Talking about writing with other
writers
Favorite
foods: Miso
chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, baked gnocchi
Things
that make you want to gag: Snails (even if you call it “escargot”), lima beans, coconut
Favorite music or song: I like music I can move to or with lyrics that move me
Music that drives you crazy: Opera (sadly)
Last
best thing you ate:
Cider doughnuts
Last thing you regret eating: Some waxy wrap thing with shredded carrots
The last thing you ordered online: A protective cover for my phone
The last thing you regret buying: A wool winter coat that’s itchy to look at and itchy to wear
Things
you always put in your books: Humor
Things you never put in your books: Blood, guts, gore (at least so far)
Favorite
places you’ve been:
Sable Island, Thailand, Sweden
Places you never want to go to again: Yoga retreats with yurts
Favorite
books (or genre):
Charlotte’s Web, Where the Crawdad’s Sing, The Marriages Between Zones
Three, Four, and Five
Books
you wouldn’t buy:
Horror
Best
thing you’ve ever done: Written books and stories and poems and articles
Biggest mistake: Going to the opera ties with joining a gym
The
nicest thing a reader said to you: One reader posted a picture of themselves lounging in the sun reading Hung
Out to Die. They captioned it “Perfect afternoon.”
The
craziest thing a reader said to you: Some readers see sexual tension between two
characters in Hung Out to Die. I just don’t see it.
Some
real-life story that made it to one of your books: I can get up off the floor without using my
hands. So can one of my characters.
Something
in your story that readers think is about you, but it’s not: Love of coffee. I don’t drink
caffeine.
Wednesday, September 30, 2026
Mother Dear by Eden Monroe
Imagine a mother
telling a lie so outrageous that her son, her only surviving child, is arrested
and charged with a serious crime. Imagine maintaining that lie at trial, under
oath, and beyond while an innocent man, a successful local architect is sentenced
to a lengthy term in penitentiary at great personal cost. Unthinkable. That is
the novel, Almost Broken.
“Heaving a deep
sigh Blaise laid his head back and closed his eyes. ‘It’s like I never thought
this day would ever get here and now here it is. After my mother had her say at
my early parole hearing I’m surprised they didn’t find a way to add time to my
sentence. Who knows, come up with something to keep me inside longer. I guess
she made sure I wouldn’t get out ahead of schedule though. She said she’d do
it, and she did.’”
‘Blaise, what did
you ever do to make her hate you so bad she’d be gunning for you like that?’
Blaise kept his
eyes closed. ‘Well first of all, I was born. I don’t think she’s ever forgiven
me for that. And then of course there’s Rory. That’s what this is really all
about.’”
Declan sighed.
‘It’s not exactly a crime to come into this world, but yeah, Rory.’
‘Anyway, I don’t
necessarily want to talk about her … or Rory. Not right now at least.’
Declan nodded as
he switched to an FM station, keeping the volume low so they could chat.
‘Understood…’”
The story is set
in the little town of Woodstock, New Brunswick, and pictured above is the local
courthouse where Blaise Callaghan would have been tried and convicted.
At the heart of
this romantic suspense novel is the unsettling truth that some mothers do not
like their children … or in some instances, all of their children. Sadly there
is a disconnect for many reasons, and in Almost Broken, that hatred carries
terrible consequences. And while this is fiction, it’s sad to think there are any
number of cases where for a variety of factors, mothers fail to bond with their
children, or a particular child while being appropriately affectionate and
loving to the others.
And since there
are always extremes in everything, including maternal bonding, I thought it
might be interesting to see who is recorded among the worst mothers in modern
history — whether it be “impaired maternal bonding” or simply not having their
children’s best interests at heart. Sure enough I found just such a list at Insidesources.com/holy-cow-history-meet-the-five-worst-moms-in-history/.
Coming in at last
place is Mary Ball Washington, George Washington’s mother. Fairly or unfairly
she makes the list because she did not support George in his patriot cause.
Many would say it was just a difference of opinion, or politics, because Mary
remained loyal to the British crown, but it’s likely her political position
caused her son no shortage of embarrassment. And, according to the piece, she
was highly vocal about her support of England’s King George III, and equally as
virulent about the USA’s bid for independence. Nevertheless it earned her a nod
as a bad mother, in this situation at least. My two cents? Just because she
disagreed with her son doesn’t necessarily make her a terrible mother.
MA BARKER
In the number four
slot is Arizona Donnie Barker, known better to everyone simply as Ma Barker. A
star on the FBI’s Public Enemies list of lawbreakers, she was referred to by J.
Edgar Hoover during the 1930’s as “the most vicious, dangerous and resourceful
criminal brain of the last decade” — a woman who influenced her boys into a
life of crime. That meant that sons Herman, Lloyd, Arthur (Doc) and Fred also became
criminals, known for murder, stealing cars, kidnapping, armed robbery and
knocking over banks, and leading the way by example was their mother.
MARY ANN DID MURDER
We go back to the
19th century for number three, a very industrious and by all
accounts hardworking Mary Ann Cotton — a nurse, dressmaker and housekeeper who
had a penchant for poisoning people. That included her own children. Eleven of
her thirteen children were killed in that horrific, agonizing fashion, as were
her four husbands and two lovers. There are also two other deaths attributed to
her during this killing spree. The age-old motive was insurance money, and
arsenic was her weapon of choice to achieve those payouts. Mercifully the law
caught up with her after twenty-one people died. She was hanged for her crimes.
JESSE’S MOM
I will admit that
number two surprised me because I had often seen Zerelda Elizabeth Cole James
Simms Samuel (Jesse James’ mother) portrayed as long-suffering. Indeed she
seems to have married well: her first husband was a Baptist minister, her
second a wealthy neighbour, and her third a physician. She survived all three.
In any event it is acknowledged that life had not always been kind to her, and perhaps
it was suffering those unfortunate losses that helped make her tough. When her
sons Frank and Jesse turned to crime it invited Pinkerton detectives into their
lives. These lawmen were warned: “if the boys don’t kill you, the old lady
will.” That story is well documented, usually in favour of the bad guys, and
true she did withstand a lot, famously including the firebombing of the family
home during which her youngest son, Archie, was killed. It also cost Zerelda her
right forearm (amputated at home without anesthesia). Bitterness at these
events could be why she went on to capitalize on her sons’ infamy by turning
the James farm into a “tourist trap” because it seems she had no aversion to
larceny. “…she sold old, rusted, guns that she claimed had belonged to Jesse;
she actually bought them cheap at second-hand shops and charged a fortune for
them. Which is why dozens of private gun collections today still boast a
firearm that was ‘carried by Jesse James.’”
And coming in at
number one? Well, that also surprised me considering the others on this list. Mama
June of television reality show fame. According to Insidesources.com/holy-cow-history-meet-the-five-worst-moms-in-history/:
“If
you saw the show, you understand. ‘Nuff said.”
I’m sure there are
countless other examples that are less well known, but thankfully most mothers
are exactly as they should be — kind, loving, nurturing and devoted.
It is
heartbreaking for those children unfortunate enough to be at the mercy of a
mother who feels no maternal connection, except hatred, such as it is for
Blaise Callaghan at the hands of his mother, Viola, in Almost Broken:
“’Mother, please,
you have to tell the truth. I apologize for damaging your wall, I apologize
for, I don’t know, not being a better son in whatever way you think I wasn’t.
I’m sorry we never got along that well. I’m sorry you had to raise me on your
own. I’m sorry for everything you had to go through as a single parent. I am
very grateful for everything you’ve done for me, but you have to stop lying
about what happened. What you did to me was shocking and you have to fix it.
You have to tell the truth.’
‘I have to do no
such thing. All I want is to be safe now that you’re back in Woodstock, so I
have requested a restraining order against you. You’re not to be in contact
with me anymore.’
He was aghast, his
jaw dropping and it took a few seconds to recover. ‘Are you serious? I didn’t
make contact with you, it was you who called me.’
She continued as
if he hadn’t spoken. ‘I’m warning you, if you come anywhere near me I’ll have
you arrested. Now don’t phone me and don’t come to my home. That’s what I
called to tell you. I’m not interested in talking to you about anything else.
As far as I’m concerned I don’t have a son anymore, so stay away from me.’
‘Mother, you know
I didn’t contact you. What’s wrong with you! Why are you doing this? Haven’t
you hurt me enough already? Why are you trying to destroy me? Why!’
‘It doesn’t matter
why.’
‘It matters! You
doing that, saying I contacted you and asking for a restraining order could get
me sent back to prison for violation of my release.’
‘Exactly. Face it,
Blaise, you’re all done.’”
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