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Cries from the Cold

There are still ice floes in the bay and heaps of snow everywhere but luckily I don`t need any crampons and long johns anymore.
When one is shedding something, one must feel lighter, I suppose. I think I'm shedding books (smile). I'm in the process of publishing a German mystery novel and an English title: "Cries from the Cold". The latter is a crime thriller set on the wild coast of Labrador, with RCMP detective Calista Gates as the main character. It is the first book of a series, my first series, by the way. "Cries from the Cold" can be pre-ordered now on Amazon, the paperback will be out in approximately three weeks, the e-book on June 25.
You probably assume that I'm fascinated by cold regions, and you are right. I've never been a person who can stand searing heat. I would probably be a good candidate for a heat stroke in that kind of temperatures. I just spent my first entire winter in Northern Newfoundland but it turned out to be an exceptionally mild winter for this area. I've come to realize that the crucial thing is to dress appropriately. Even a face covering, if necessary.
I've just read the mesmerizing book "Ghost of Everest", about a search expedition in 1999 that found the body of famous climber George Mallory who died in 1924 on the highest mountain on earth. Mallory had none of the modern clothing that today's mountaineers have. Just silk underwear and layers of sweaters made of wool, jackets made of canvas, simple leather boots and a pilot hat for his head. It is hard to imagine how Mallory could venture like this into the Death Zone on Everest. But he did.
I like to be adventurous, too, but with a calculated risk. The heroine of my latest book "Cries from the Cold", Calista Gates, cannot afford that luxury. She is thrown into the brutal Labrador winter without any ropes or guard rails.
Would you like to find out how she was doing?
Three more weeks to go!
My Headstrong Heroine

I live now with a roommate in our house. Her name is Calista Gates and she is the detective in my new mystery thriller series. I spend many hours with her, think about her, write about her, put her in place, let her move around, ask her what she wants to do. A very interesting roommate with strong views and a big heart. But she doesn’t always want to be the good cop. She is quite headstrong and wants room to develop new character traits. I’m very fond of her, and so are many readers. Which makes me happy.
I hesitated a long time to write a series with a female detective although I really wanted to. But I knew that my heroine had to be really captivating, likable, irresistible. Only if I was able to create a really convincing strong lead, my series could take off. I took the plunge, and Calista Gates was born. Will she win the hearts of my readers? Now that the series is a success in Germany and the first English translation has been published (title: "Cries from the Cold"), I am happy to see that she conquers the imagination of people.
I am not like Calista, in case you wondered. But we share one experience: culture shock.
I thought it would be interesting to send a big-city detective to a God-forsaken fishing village in Labrador in the middle of a bone-chilling winter. I can relate to the challenges she faces because of my own experiences in Newfoundland.
The dynamics in these insular settlements are very interesting. People live in each other's pockets, however a lot of things are swept under the carpet. They can resurface when it is least expected, and not always in a good way.
So whenever Calista Gates misses Vancouver and her family there, I take her into my bright, airy room at the back of the house and cuddle her. After some loving care, she is ready to take on a new murder case and a another fight for justice. Don`t we just love her?
CRIES FROM THE COLD
Published on June 23, 2021 04:24
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Tags:
bernadette-calonego, calista-gates, canada, coast, cold, female-detective, ice, isoltated, murder, mystery, secrets, small-town, thriller, winter
Farewells
In the North of Newfoundland where I spend many months every year, the fall is a good and a sad time for me. Good because my fisherman finally has time to come on some of the hikes. The autumnal colours are fantastic, there are still some warm, sunny days, and the harvest of fish, potatoes and new crime novels is done. But it is also a time when the local restaurants and coffee shops close and some of my friends and acquaintances leave the area for their winter homes. I am sad to see them go. I feel deserted in a weird kind of way. Weird because I will leave later, too, and fly to Vancouver and then travel to the Sunshine Coast. I am deserting friends, too.
The last winter was comparatively mild for Northern Newfoundland. I don`t expect another mild winter ahead of us.
The farewells remind me of how important it is to have friends in an isolated, remote area. With friends, you don`t really feel the isolation. As a "stranger", it is also important to know other strangers who regularly spend some time elsewhere. We have a common language and shared experiences. These people are my anchor in choppy waters far away from home. Although Newfoundland has become a second home to me.
And then there is the comfort of books, of course. What would I do without them? To be able to download stories to my e-reader wherever I am is an incredible blessing.
My next crime novel with detective Calista Gates is now in the hands of my copy-editor and hopefully, I will be able to publish it in December. I will keep you posted.
Enjoy the remaining fall days before the Christmas craziness sets in - I`m determined to make the best of it![
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The last winter was comparatively mild for Northern Newfoundland. I don`t expect another mild winter ahead of us.
The farewells remind me of how important it is to have friends in an isolated, remote area. With friends, you don`t really feel the isolation. As a "stranger", it is also important to know other strangers who regularly spend some time elsewhere. We have a common language and shared experiences. These people are my anchor in choppy waters far away from home. Although Newfoundland has become a second home to me.
And then there is the comfort of books, of course. What would I do without them? To be able to download stories to my e-reader wherever I am is an incredible blessing.
My next crime novel with detective Calista Gates is now in the hands of my copy-editor and hopefully, I will be able to publish it in December. I will keep you posted.
Enjoy the remaining fall days before the Christmas craziness sets in - I`m determined to make the best of it![
[bookcover:Cries from the cold|58428996]
Snowbird
I don`t really see myself as one of the people who flee the Canadian cold and overwinter in places like Florida. But as a matter of fact, I am one of the so-called "snowbirds".
I spent the winter in the mild climate of the Sunshine Coast in British Columbia and I'm glad I did. The snowstorms in northern Newfoundland were relentless and frequent while I was away. Now that I'm back, there is still pack ice in the bay and huge piles of snow everywhere.
This is nevertheless the place I want to be now. Driving up from the airport in Deer Lake, I saw caribou and moose. And I stopped to take a video of the raging ocean which fascinates me endlessly. I almost froze my fingers doing it.
Today the sun is out. The locals haven`t seen it for the entire month of April. I have started to walk the neighbours' dog again and I take care of our foster cat. Covid has spread in the area which makes it difficult to meet people.
I've already encountered the first tourist, though. She asked me when the ice will be melted in the bay. I don't really know. Chances are that the wind will drive the floes out onto the North Atlantic before it melts.
During the winter months, I missed several polar bears wandering through the coastal communities. One of them climbed on a roof and when the lady in the house opened the door, there it was, in all its glory. She quickly shut the door! Her neighbour's surveillance camera caught it all on film.
There are snowbirds in the yard, too, and it is not me. When these birds turn up in northern Newfoundland, it is a sure sign of spring. I should know by now that spring looks very different here from anywhere else. This is one of the reasons why I`m happy to have arrived. It's an adventure!
Bernadette Calonego
I spent the winter in the mild climate of the Sunshine Coast in British Columbia and I'm glad I did. The snowstorms in northern Newfoundland were relentless and frequent while I was away. Now that I'm back, there is still pack ice in the bay and huge piles of snow everywhere.
This is nevertheless the place I want to be now. Driving up from the airport in Deer Lake, I saw caribou and moose. And I stopped to take a video of the raging ocean which fascinates me endlessly. I almost froze my fingers doing it.
Today the sun is out. The locals haven`t seen it for the entire month of April. I have started to walk the neighbours' dog again and I take care of our foster cat. Covid has spread in the area which makes it difficult to meet people.
I've already encountered the first tourist, though. She asked me when the ice will be melted in the bay. I don't really know. Chances are that the wind will drive the floes out onto the North Atlantic before it melts.
During the winter months, I missed several polar bears wandering through the coastal communities. One of them climbed on a roof and when the lady in the house opened the door, there it was, in all its glory. She quickly shut the door! Her neighbour's surveillance camera caught it all on film.
There are snowbirds in the yard, too, and it is not me. When these birds turn up in northern Newfoundland, it is a sure sign of spring. I should know by now that spring looks very different here from anywhere else. This is one of the reasons why I`m happy to have arrived. It's an adventure!

Bernadette Calonego
Published on May 04, 2022 06:15
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Tags:
cold, ice, newfoundland, north-atlantic, pack-ice, polar-bears, winter
On Frozen Ground
Readers ask me intriguing questions which I like. Somebody wanted to know how the dead are buried in very cold regions in the winter when the ground is frozen.
Here in northern Newfoundland, a few men with pick axes can do the job by digging a grave. In the Arctic, they sometimes use sledgehammers.
I have read that generations ago there were designated sheds where the dead were kept until the ground was ready for a burial in the spring. They were called the Dead House, Mort house, Corpse-House, or Charnel House. You can still see Dead Houses in Labrador, for instance, in Hopedale, Hebron and Nain (of course not in use anymore).
On Battle Island in Labrador where a lot of fishermen from other areas used to work in the summer, the bodies were preserved with salt, until they could be shipped to their final destination for the burial.
As an author of crime novels, death is a constant factor in my books. I try to treat it respectfully and not only for entertainment. It is harder for me to accept death in real life. I have this childlike wish that people can live long lives and that their passing is peaceful.
A contradiction to my mystery thrillers, I know.
If you like to know more about my life in Newfoundland, you can subscribe to my newsletter on my website wwww.bernadettecalonego.com/eng
All the best to you.
A Dark Chill
Here in northern Newfoundland, a few men with pick axes can do the job by digging a grave. In the Arctic, they sometimes use sledgehammers.
I have read that generations ago there were designated sheds where the dead were kept until the ground was ready for a burial in the spring. They were called the Dead House, Mort house, Corpse-House, or Charnel House. You can still see Dead Houses in Labrador, for instance, in Hopedale, Hebron and Nain (of course not in use anymore).
On Battle Island in Labrador where a lot of fishermen from other areas used to work in the summer, the bodies were preserved with salt, until they could be shipped to their final destination for the burial.
As an author of crime novels, death is a constant factor in my books. I try to treat it respectfully and not only for entertainment. It is harder for me to accept death in real life. I have this childlike wish that people can live long lives and that their passing is peaceful.
A contradiction to my mystery thrillers, I know.
If you like to know more about my life in Newfoundland, you can subscribe to my newsletter on my website wwww.bernadettecalonego.com/eng
All the best to you.
A Dark Chill
Published on July 23, 2022 05:56
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Tags:
canada, crime, ice, labrador, newfoundland, nordic-noir, north, remote, winter
Polar Bears
It is a funny coincidence but as I'm writing about a polar bear in my new mystery thriller in the Detective Calista Gates series, people I know have posted pictures on Facebook of a polar bear wandering through one of their coastal communities. It happens almost every spring in northern Newfoundland. You don't have to go to the Arctic to encounter polar bears. If you live on the northern tip of the island of Newfoundland, chances are good that you'll see one through your living-room window! My favourite fisherman told me that his ancestors used to call them "water bears" because they are incredibly good swimmers. I have only seen a polar bear in nature in a net. He had been tranquilized by wildlife officers and a helicopter flew him dangling in a net across an ocean strait to Labrador.
The polar bears in northern Newfoundland and Labrador are healthy and thriving because there are so many seals and sufficient pack ice. A few years ago, a polar bear broke into a shed in Goose Cove and ate some tame ducks. And another one stuck his head into a kitchen. That was quite a scare for the family in the house, as you can imagine, But nobody was hurt or killed.
I will be back in northern Newfoundland at the end of April (right now I'm in British Columbia), and chances are small that there will still be a lonely polar bear trying to find his way home. But you never know. In my book, Detective Calista Gates will be up close and personal with one of these giants. I don't know whether I should envy her or whether I should be glad that it never happened to me... What do you think?
Bay of Evil
Bernadette Calonego
The polar bears in northern Newfoundland and Labrador are healthy and thriving because there are so many seals and sufficient pack ice. A few years ago, a polar bear broke into a shed in Goose Cove and ate some tame ducks. And another one stuck his head into a kitchen. That was quite a scare for the family in the house, as you can imagine, But nobody was hurt or killed.
I will be back in northern Newfoundland at the end of April (right now I'm in British Columbia), and chances are small that there will still be a lonely polar bear trying to find his way home. But you never know. In my book, Detective Calista Gates will be up close and personal with one of these giants. I don't know whether I should envy her or whether I should be glad that it never happened to me... What do you think?
Bay of Evil


Bernadette Calonego
Published on March 09, 2023 18:25
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calista-gates, detective-canada, ice, mystery-series, mystery-thriller, newfoundland, north, polar-bear, seals, snow, wildlife, winter
Be careful out there!
If one, like me, lives close to the locations that appear in my crime novels, there is sometimes a strange overlap of reality and fiction.
If you have read my series, you know that my main character, Detective Sergeant Calista Gates, lives in St. Anthony, Newfoundland, in a house on a large, overgrown, former campsite. When I drove past it recently, the police were there and the ambulance drove past me. Later I learned that a woman had turned onto the main road from the entrance to the campsite and had overlooked an oncoming car.
She barely survived the collision. I saw a badly damaged pickup truck in the ditch. As soon as I recovered from the shock, I thought of Calista: I have to warn her to be careful when she turns from her property onto the road. Only after a few seconds did I remember that Calista doesn't live there in real life. That's how close you can be to the people you invent for a book.
Serious accidents always scare me. Recently, a fisherman's entire arm was ripped out when he operated a hydraulic winch for shrimp on a ship and the arm became entangled in a cable. The man was rescued by the Newfoundland Coast Guard, but the helicopter had to make a stopover in Gander so they could give the man blood transfusions. He almost bled to death during the transport. Life is dangerous, and not only in crime novels.
Bernadette Calonego
If you have read my series, you know that my main character, Detective Sergeant Calista Gates, lives in St. Anthony, Newfoundland, in a house on a large, overgrown, former campsite. When I drove past it recently, the police were there and the ambulance drove past me. Later I learned that a woman had turned onto the main road from the entrance to the campsite and had overlooked an oncoming car.
She barely survived the collision. I saw a badly damaged pickup truck in the ditch. As soon as I recovered from the shock, I thought of Calista: I have to warn her to be careful when she turns from her property onto the road. Only after a few seconds did I remember that Calista doesn't live there in real life. That's how close you can be to the people you invent for a book.
Serious accidents always scare me. Recently, a fisherman's entire arm was ripped out when he operated a hydraulic winch for shrimp on a ship and the arm became entangled in a cable. The man was rescued by the Newfoundland Coast Guard, but the helicopter had to make a stopover in Gander so they could give the man blood transfusions. He almost bled to death during the transport. Life is dangerous, and not only in crime novels.

Bernadette Calonego
Published on August 06, 2023 07:01
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bay-of-evil, bernadette-calonego, canada, coast-guard, cold, dangerous, fisherman, mystery, newfoundland, winter
Hideouts
My German editor told me recently she had noticed that there are a lot of cabins in my mystery thrillers. She's right. Cabins play an important role im my stories. How could they not: My crime novels are set in northern and other remote areas where a lot of people have cabins. Fishing cabins, hunting cabins, weekend cabins, party cabins, icefishing cabins, cabins along snowmobile trails, cabins in the woods, cabins on the lakes, cabins in the wilderness, cabins to get away from everybody.
There is a distinct cabin culture in isolated and rural areas. It is part of people's lifestyle and traditions. In my small community in northern Newfoundland, not many people can afford to go on cruises or beach holidays in Cuba or even to cities like Halifax or Montreal. But they do build a cabin to enjoy a getaway, especially in the winter when they can reach these wild locations on the snowmobile.
As it is tradition to visit people in their cabin, the cabin dwellers aren't alone for any stretch of time. Usually, visitors are welcome. They are offered tea and some cookies or they bring a bottle of rum or "screetch" with them and the chatting and hollering can begin.
Everything is simple in the cabins: old sofas, used cutlery, worn blankets, ancient calendars on the wall. But it is a great way to spend a day or two, to forget about village life and chores, to gossip and relax.
For me as an author of mystery novels, cabins are a fitting location for crimes, hideouts or eerie encounters. For this reason alone, I cannot promise there won't be any cabin in my next book. There is certainly one in "Missing in the Dark", my latest crime novel! And morbid things are happening there, I can tell you.
There is a distinct cabin culture in isolated and rural areas. It is part of people's lifestyle and traditions. In my small community in northern Newfoundland, not many people can afford to go on cruises or beach holidays in Cuba or even to cities like Halifax or Montreal. But they do build a cabin to enjoy a getaway, especially in the winter when they can reach these wild locations on the snowmobile.
As it is tradition to visit people in their cabin, the cabin dwellers aren't alone for any stretch of time. Usually, visitors are welcome. They are offered tea and some cookies or they bring a bottle of rum or "screetch" with them and the chatting and hollering can begin.
Everything is simple in the cabins: old sofas, used cutlery, worn blankets, ancient calendars on the wall. But it is a great way to spend a day or two, to forget about village life and chores, to gossip and relax.
For me as an author of mystery novels, cabins are a fitting location for crimes, hideouts or eerie encounters. For this reason alone, I cannot promise there won't be any cabin in my next book. There is certainly one in "Missing in the Dark", my latest crime novel! And morbid things are happening there, I can tell you.


Published on December 04, 2023 15:45
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Tags:
adventure, cabin, canada, frozen, newfoundland, northern, remote, snow, snowmobiles, wilderness, winter
No Splurging
Our snowmobile broke down a few days ago and it needs to be repaired. The parts - if we can buy them - will cost around 3000 Canadian dollars. We hope to find used parts but it is uncertain. A new snowmobile can cost up to 30000 Canadian dollars, more than a decent car. One cannot really live without a snowmobile in northern Newfoundland in winter. My fisherman needs to go over the barrens to cut down trees for firewood. There are places that cannot be reached on the road when there is lots of snow. We will have to make a big decision how to proceed.
Sometimes people ask me if the costs of living are way higher in remote places in Canada's North than for instance in Vancouver. My usual answer is: "It depends." I don't find food much more expensive in our isolated area than in Vancouver (the Arctic is a different story). But in my tiny Newfoundland village, there is no supermarket chain like Costco within reach. (There is no IKEA store either on the entire island of Newfoundland.) On the other hand, I am not tempted to buy the latest fashion or exquisite furniture for our modest fisherman's house. I own a second-hand car with a battered windshield because the salty air and the salt on the roads in winter make a vehicle rust out in no time.
There is no opportunity to splurge on entertainment in winter: I pay ten dollars to participate in a competitive card game or bingo. The last concert I went to was several years ago (very few concerts come to our depopulated area). During the Iceberg Festival, I went to Trivia Night in the local pub which I really enjoyed (I even won a t-shirt!).
With Netflix, it is not so bad not to have a movie theatre in town - nor a book store. I do appreciate Amazon for book deliveries.
When I started to spend time in remote northern Newfoundland, I worried that I would be bored and not stimulated enough. It turned out that I am busier than ever. Writing mystery thrillers, but also meeting people, going on hikes, trying new handicrafts, training a dog, helping a cat rescue group as a volunteer, zooming with friends. And hey, if push comes to shove - the temptations of New York and Vancouver are just two flights away!
Sometimes people ask me if the costs of living are way higher in remote places in Canada's North than for instance in Vancouver. My usual answer is: "It depends." I don't find food much more expensive in our isolated area than in Vancouver (the Arctic is a different story). But in my tiny Newfoundland village, there is no supermarket chain like Costco within reach. (There is no IKEA store either on the entire island of Newfoundland.) On the other hand, I am not tempted to buy the latest fashion or exquisite furniture for our modest fisherman's house. I own a second-hand car with a battered windshield because the salty air and the salt on the roads in winter make a vehicle rust out in no time.
There is no opportunity to splurge on entertainment in winter: I pay ten dollars to participate in a competitive card game or bingo. The last concert I went to was several years ago (very few concerts come to our depopulated area). During the Iceberg Festival, I went to Trivia Night in the local pub which I really enjoyed (I even won a t-shirt!).
With Netflix, it is not so bad not to have a movie theatre in town - nor a book store. I do appreciate Amazon for book deliveries.
When I started to spend time in remote northern Newfoundland, I worried that I would be bored and not stimulated enough. It turned out that I am busier than ever. Writing mystery thrillers, but also meeting people, going on hikes, trying new handicrafts, training a dog, helping a cat rescue group as a volunteer, zooming with friends. And hey, if push comes to shove - the temptations of New York and Vancouver are just two flights away!


Frozen
February, along with March, is the worst month when the snowstorms whip over Newfoundland and Labrador. Today is such a day, we expect 75 centimeters of snow. I can't see the other end of the bay in the white whirlwind.
So far, however, the winter has been manageable despite the cold. On the really bitterly cold days I wasn't outside at all.
I am lucky that right behind our house there is a hiking trail leading up a hill from which you have fantastic views. Up there, I can let the neighbors' dog, which I take for walks, run free. Maggie follows snow hares and mice and startles the hawk, which is also hunting.
The bays were not frozen over for a long time, and I asked my fisherman if there had been years without ice on the ocean near the settlements in northern Newfoundland (yes, there were, but rarely). Now the most daring among us are already driving their snowmobiles over the thick ice cover on the water. In some places, however, ice floes have piled up and besiege the shore like hungry crocodiles.
During an excursion in the snow, we made an interesting, albeit sad find: a dead whale was pushed to the shore. Some locals claim it is a sperm whale. I can't say for sure, because it would have been too dangerous to get any closer to the poor animal on the ice.
Instinctively, people turn to things that offer warmth, coziness and distraction. I bake Swiss apple pie with puff pastry, play cards with the neighbors, meet other women for a coffee chat, keep the wood fire burning in the oven, plan a vacation in warmer regions and read exciting books (biographies, adventure stories and crime novels). By the way, if you subscribe to "Bernadette's Letter" on the homepage of my website bernadettecalonego.com/eng, you will learn even more about my everyday life in northern Newfoundland. Lots of love from Noddy Bay!
So far, however, the winter has been manageable despite the cold. On the really bitterly cold days I wasn't outside at all.
I am lucky that right behind our house there is a hiking trail leading up a hill from which you have fantastic views. Up there, I can let the neighbors' dog, which I take for walks, run free. Maggie follows snow hares and mice and startles the hawk, which is also hunting.
The bays were not frozen over for a long time, and I asked my fisherman if there had been years without ice on the ocean near the settlements in northern Newfoundland (yes, there were, but rarely). Now the most daring among us are already driving their snowmobiles over the thick ice cover on the water. In some places, however, ice floes have piled up and besiege the shore like hungry crocodiles.
During an excursion in the snow, we made an interesting, albeit sad find: a dead whale was pushed to the shore. Some locals claim it is a sperm whale. I can't say for sure, because it would have been too dangerous to get any closer to the poor animal on the ice.
Instinctively, people turn to things that offer warmth, coziness and distraction. I bake Swiss apple pie with puff pastry, play cards with the neighbors, meet other women for a coffee chat, keep the wood fire burning in the oven, plan a vacation in warmer regions and read exciting books (biographies, adventure stories and crime novels). By the way, if you subscribe to "Bernadette's Letter" on the homepage of my website bernadettecalonego.com/eng, you will learn even more about my everyday life in northern Newfoundland. Lots of love from Noddy Bay!


Published on February 15, 2025 05:39
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Tags:
canada, cold, frozen, ice, ice-floes, newfoundland-snowstorms, snow, village-life, whale, winter
Eventful
Right now, I am multitasking, juggling several books at the same time, emerging from one, diving into another one.
My new mystery novel "Stormy Cove" is released on May 24. But another things is happe Right now, I am multitasking, juggling several books at the same time, emerging from one, diving into another one.
My new mystery novel "Stormy Cove" is released on May 24. But another things is happening: My next novel that is set in the Arctic is being edited. And I am already thinking of a future novel with cowboys, horses and a series of unexplained high-profile accidents/murders in it.
Sometimes, when people inquire about my books, I mix up my heroines`names or the locations or even the plot. That is what happens when you are pulled out of your quiet and solitary occupation of writing, and all of a sudden you find yourself out in the open, surrounded by people and bombarded by questions. But I enjoy that part, too, I really do. I just have to manage the transition.
What I am really looking forward to is the exchange with my readers. It is amazing what they come up with and what a particular book means to them and their lives.
All I can say: Bring it on. ...more
My new mystery novel "Stormy Cove" is released on May 24. But another things is happe Right now, I am multitasking, juggling several books at the same time, emerging from one, diving into another one.
My new mystery novel "Stormy Cove" is released on May 24. But another things is happening: My next novel that is set in the Arctic is being edited. And I am already thinking of a future novel with cowboys, horses and a series of unexplained high-profile accidents/murders in it.
Sometimes, when people inquire about my books, I mix up my heroines`names or the locations or even the plot. That is what happens when you are pulled out of your quiet and solitary occupation of writing, and all of a sudden you find yourself out in the open, surrounded by people and bombarded by questions. But I enjoy that part, too, I really do. I just have to manage the transition.
What I am really looking forward to is the exchange with my readers. It is amazing what they come up with and what a particular book means to them and their lives.
All I can say: Bring it on. ...more
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