Hi. I’m Heather. I write mysteries.
The Alvarez Family Murder Mysteries are still in development by a major original programing production company (no names) for a series of television movies. This never loses its thrill! Once again, it’s hard to say how these things go, but the fact that someone wants to turn my stories about the Alvarez family into movies for television makes me jump for joy. Finally finished the 8th book of the series, The Drop-Dead Temple of Doom, and it debuted on September 15th. Yayyy! Lee Alvarez, a PI who never goes anywhere she can’t plug in her hot rollers, finds herself in the hot, steamy Guatemalan jungle of the ancient Mayans. You never know where life is going to take you! Check out the covers on the Alvarez Family Murder Mysteries page. They are just wonderful.
Am back to writing book 4 of the Persephone Cole Vintage Mysteries after a three-year hiatus. The working title is Hotshot Shamus. Percy Cole is one of the first female detectives in New York City’s history, and a woman very comfortable in a man’s world. It’s a joy getting back to this series. Percy’s my kinda gal. Sort of how I’d like to be if I had the nerve.
Lucky me. As Confucius once said, “Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.”
While I love a funny mystery, I tend to read anything of interest to me, especially if it’s well-written. Most of the time, though, when I read a book, I like it to be on the lighter side of life. If I want to cry, I only have to step on a scale. l tend to write about what I consider to be some of the important things in life: the recently immigrated, one of America’s natural resources, the family unit, relationships, and the seeking of justice. They may be wrapped around a mystery and a laugh, but those subjects will always be there.
Or visit my blog below where I muse upon occasion.
Thanks,
Heather
A Mystery Writer’s Musings
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Sheltering in Place – Day 69
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 68
I am a crazy writer. I admit it freely. Even though I try to write every day, I got thrown off my stride by the silliness of trying to write a romance novel, which was a kiss of death for me. I fell behind on my self-imposed deadlines and have yet to catch up. Christmas…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 67
I have a lot of time on my hands these days. I was struck by the idea of potty training my cat, Ellie, to use the facilities instead of the litter pan. I trip over her litter pan every time I go into the laundry room, so this seemed like a good idea. It can’t…