Belle, Book, and Candle

I am here to offer you firsthand proof that the library is filled with magical happenings. On Monday night I attended an author eve...

Most of the tales in Wait For Signs are winter stories and descriptions of six-foot snow drifts and thermometer readings of ten belo...

A little bit of Wyoming dust kicked its way into Louisville last night. Said dust was on the boots of Craig Johnson author of the Lo...

My literary life in the past week has been pretty much nonexistent. I am reading another Catherine Aird mystery but nothing else right now. ...