Follow the bouncing ball
They released, they conquered the world, they faded away.
Now they’re back.
That is all true except for the conquering part.
They’re back, they’ve got new titles and a new author (still me-that’s the bouncing ball part of this story) and they’re ebooks only and they are extremely inexpensive on Kindle.
The good thing about this is, if you buy it and find out you’ve already read it under the other name, it’s not like you’re out a whole lot of money. And, PS, you don’t have to have a Kindle to buy it. You can download it onto your computer. Amazon will tell you how. They are extremely helpful even when they are selling things for precious little money. I suspect they are changing that policy even as we speak, but for now, the deal is on.
Book One of The Historical Society Murders is now called Bury the Lead. It was formerly Of Mice…and Murder. There were those who thought the super cute use of MICE was…ahem….off putting. Since many people loath and fear the little disease carrying vermin, I can understand this.
Here’s a bit about Bury the Lead by that mystery woman Mary
Carrie Evans loves the big city, so why has she taken up residence in her dinky hometown? She has visions of success as a big city journalist, instead she’s the editor of the Melnik Bugle, the smallest of small town weeklies. She wants her life back, but the cute guy who’s repairing her decrepit house seems to think Melnik is a best place on earth.
I wrote three of these cozies. If you like book #1, you might like the others. Book #2 is now called Fright at the Museum, formerly Pride and Pestilence. Also by that mysterious Nealy chick.
Buy it here (They cost $2.99.)
Fright at the Museum: Museum curator Bonnie Simpson is attacked then nearly run over, then she finds a
dead guy in Melnik’s Historical Museum, which is the closest she’s come to having a visitor to the museum all week. Joe, the guy who attacked her might have been diving on her to save her from the car. And the car might have just been an octogenarian with an accelerator/brake problem. But that still leaves a corpse to explain.
Trial and Terror:
Just when Melnik looks set for revitalization, Maddie a troublemaking doctoral student comes to town doing research that could ruin everything. When Maddie finds a dead body and is arrested, Tyler Simpson finds out he’s the court-appointed attorney for the most hated woman in town.
And now, in conclusion, in honor of small towns everywhere because this series is set in a small town, I’ll include a picture or two (actually FIVE) from my journey across Iowa last week. I didn’t visit every town I’ll mention but I did see a few of them…which inspired me to mention the rest.
Future Birthplace of Captain James T. Kirk (which I think is hilarious)
Ida Grove, Iowa which is inexplicably called The Castle City. Well, not inexplicably, clearly all the castles are an obvious explanation, still, castles? Seriously?
The fact that they are there is the inexplicable part
Sac City, Iowa, the home of the World’s Largest Popcorn Ball.
It’s fully edible I checked. I checked then I got thrown out of town.
HELLO! Over react much?? And they didn’t even give me a toothpick to get the hulls out of my teeth.
A few hours of community service (not in Sac City-can they really banish you from a whole town for eternity? Harsh much? There was plenty of popcorn left!!) and my record will be expunged so it’s like it NEVER EVEN HAPPENED.
Algona, Iowa, the home of the World’s Largest Cheeto
This is just disturbing. That Cheeto doesn’t even look tasty and everyone knows Cheetoes are DELICIOUS.
Originally found in a bag of Cheetos in Hawaii, it was put up for auction on Ebay. When the bidding went out of control at over $1 million, the seller became fed up, knowing the bidding was bogus, and finally sold it to the small town of Algona in Iowa, who had been bidding from the very beginning, but ran out of funds.
And, I had to leave Iowa for this one but it was so cute I decided it was worth it.
I didn’t leave Iowa to visit it. I left Iowa, using Google, to find it.
The Home of the World’s Largest Letter A
So is your hometown famous for anything? Or have you heard of funny, charming claims to fame by little towns?