Guest Blog Post by Sofie Kelly –You Know You’re a Child of the 70’s If…


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In The Cats Came Back, the latest Magical Cats mystery, we learn that Kathleen Paulson’s mother, Thea, was in the musical Mamma Mia and let Kathleen wear one of her outfits from the show—including a pair of silver platform boots—for a Halloween costume one year.

Mamma Mia features the music of ABBA, who hit their height of fame in the 1970s. The second movie based on the group’s songs is in theatres now. (With Cher! Yay!) That got my friends and me reminiscing. What about you? Are you a child of the 70s? Do any of the following apply to you?

You know all the words to at least one ABBA song.

 You have a photo of your Dad in a leisure suit and white shoes.

 You owned a mood ring.

 There’s a pet rock in a box in your basement, along with your earth shoes and some 8-track tapes.

 You believed that eating Pop Rocks and drinking Coke could kill you.

 You owned a Hollie Hobbie purse—which is in that box in the basement underneath your earth shoes.

 You have danced on roller skates to Stayin’ Alive and think Saturday Night Fever is an American classic. (Because it is.)

 A bike with a banana seat was the way you got around.

 You wrote a fan letter to Shaun Cassidy.

 You owned gaucho pants.

 For Mother’s Day you made your mom a macramé plant holder.

 You wore Love’s Baby Soft perfume and cleaned your face with Ten-O-Six cleanser.

 You had a satin bomber jacket that you wore to the roller rink.

 You know who Sheriff Roscoe P. Coltrane is.

 The words, “Steve Austin, astronaut. A man barely alive,” meant must-see TV.

 Your first kiss happened in someone’s shag-carpeted basement family room by the light of a lava lamp.


Guest Blog Post – Marigolds for Malice By Bailey Cattrell


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Gold Rush Fever in Poppyville

9780451476906Marigolds for Malice is the third book in the Enchanted Garden Mystery series. Elliana Allbright is still running her perfume and aromatherapy shop, Scents and Nonsense, in Poppyville, California. The scent-related empathy that allows her to create custom essential oil blends to benefit her clients is developing more and more, and business is booming. She loves her work, her tiny house, her friends, and her small town. In late March, the Enchanted Garden behind the shop is burgeoning, filled with spring blooming plants and the tender green shoots of new growth between the tiny fairy tableaus and gnome doors. Better yet, Ritter Nelson is returning from his research project in the Alaskan tundra, so her love life is about to pick up in a big way.

So, life is better than good … until another murder throws a wrench into things.

Ellie’s women’s business group, the Greenstockings, have been putting the finishing touches on the Heritage House Gold Rush museum. It’s housed in a small log cabin that’s been restored and moved to the park behind the library. Retired Berkeley history professor, Eureka Sanford, has a special interest in the Gold Rush, and is helping out. As the group sifts through items to put on display, they discover a time capsule from the mid-1800s. Inside are several artifacts from Poppyville’s Gold Rush heyday, including a gold nugget the size of an orange and the picture of a woman who could have been Ellie’s identical twin. There is also a mysterious manuscript that appears to be much older and doesn’t seem to be related to the other contents of the time capsule.

The manuscript, soon dubbed the Xavier manuscript, is written in several alphabets and is in a language no one understands. Eureka Sanford knows it’s rare and valuable, but Ellie senses something more about it. When she goes to find out more, she discovers Eureka dead in the museum, and the contents of the time capsule missing.

The last thing Ellie wants is to go up against Detective Max Lang in another murder investigation, but this time the chief of police is heading the investigation. He’s a busy man, though, and Ellie doesn’t quite trust that he’s giving the case the proper amount of attention. So in the interest of justice for Eureka – and finding the Xavier manuscript, which seems to hold a key to her own past and strange scentual abilities – Ellie starts asking questions.

The other members of the Greenstockings want the professor’s killer found as soon as possible, and of course Ellie’s best friend, Astrid Moneypenny wants to help. However, she’s a little distracted by her latest beau, a newcomer who makes Ellie’s hackles rise. Maria Canto, the town librarian, isn’t a member of the business group, but she was close to Eureka and works closely with Ellie to discover the truth. Between the locals and the out-of-towners who came to see the contents of the time capsule there are plenty of suspects. And between family dynamics, a gold nugget worth six figures, and a connection to the past, there are plenty of motives between them.

The book includes recipes for Astrid’s Chocolate Crinkle Cookies and Ellie’s Oatmeal Milk Bath. Next up is Cookies and Clairvoyance, the eighth in the Magical Bakery Mystery series that I write as Bailey Cates. For more information about my books, please visit


Book Review -The Guests on South Battery


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Title: The Guests On South Battery

Author: Karen White

Publisher: Berkley

On the Shelves: Aug. 28, 2018

Format: Trade paperback, Hardcover Jan. 2017

Genre: Paranormal Mystery

Price: $16.00

Pages: 337 plus reader’s guide

Setting: Charleston

With the birth of her twins behind her, life seemed to be getting back to normal for Melanie Trenholm. She’s ready to resume her job at the real estate office. Hubby, Jack, is busy carrying for the twins until a nanny is found. When they’re sleeping, he’s able to work on his next writing project.

There are two obstacles standing in the way of Melanie being able to focus on her job. One is the big hole in her backyard where a cistern was found and her friend, Sophie and her students are excavating the area. The second is a prospective client and nanny for her children has inherited a historic home in need of desperate repair. The former owner that their new nanny, Jayne Smith, inherited the home from was Button Pickney. Button had no heirs. She left her crumbling haunted house, which she adored, to Jayne, who is alone in the world. One thing not yet mentioned is that Jayne seems to leave a trail of disturbances. Make a mental note of that. Though, the disturbances were not described by former employers. Oh, and Melanie is a psychic, as well as her mother, Ginette. That alone is a recipe for possible encounters with the long departed and those still present. One can’t help to think that the newly dug hole in Melanie and Jack’s backyard will lead to a discovery. So, you can clearly see who the guests are in both houses.

Jayne seems highly capable to handle the demanding twins. The problem is Melanie tries to push aside her thoughts that Jack is attracted to Jayne and that’s a threat to their marriage. Add on the renovation of Jayne’s house so she can sell it, Sophie finding interesting things in Jayne’s haunted house, Melanie’s cousin appearing to be a piece of work rubbing in Jack and Melanie’s face that her husband’s book will be successful and there’s a pretty good chance one of Melanie’s twins is a psychic, as well.

What did I love about The Guests on South Battery? That it truly captured the essence of those that could not move on. Read this book at night to deepen that haunting setting that will have you trying to understand the confused, possessive and heavy-hearted emotions of the spirit unwilling to go toward judgment and release a more innocent spirit. Gaze into every mirror, watch your step on the stairway, stay out of the bathroom and please be nice to the poor cat.

Four and a half snow globes out of five

Denise Fleischer

September 6, 2018

Guest Blog Post: Justice doesn’t get time off for Christmas by Emily Brightwell




When I sat down to write Mrs. Jeffries and the Three Wise Women coming up with the plot was the easy part, but what I didn’t realize was that as I wrote the novel, I was also delving into the true motivations of three of my characters.  Old friends, people I thought I knew like the back of my hand since I’d been writing about them for years suddenly began behaving in a way that revealed hidden depths to their characters.

Luty Belle Crookshank, Lady Cannonberry and Mrs. Goodge, my three wise women become the conscience of the Witherspoon circle when the others don’t want their Christmas ruined because of a murder.  For goodness sakes, it’s a cold case; a killing that had been done six weeks earlier and the murderer is probably long gone. For once, they’ve all got plans for the holiday and having to solve a murder would ruin everything.

But the three wise women know that justice doesn’t take a holiday. So when appealing to everyone’s better nature doesn’t work, they come up with a way to manipulate their friends into doing their duty.  That’s right, these three ladies become crafty schemers in their quest to prod the others into doing the right thing.

It was fun to see that side of their characters pop onto the page.  But then I asked myself why these three, all of whom came from very different backgrounds, would have the same burning desire to make sure that a dead man, someone they’d never met, would find justice?  Then it hit me, despite their diverse pasts, all of them had seen the horrifying consequences of injustice gone unchecked.

Lady Cannonberry was the daughter of a country vicar and took Christ’s admonition to love thy neighbor as thyself very seriously. In her youth, she’d witnessed how the poor were treated, seen them driven out of the homes and forced in factory jobs. She’d seen the misery of working twelve or fourteen hours a day for wages that kept them living in hovels and their children hungry.  As a child, she had witnessed one of the last transports of convicts sent off to the western coast of Australia and had watched the anguish of families separated forever.

Luty Belle Crookshank married an Englishman and together she and her husband had made a fortune mining silver in Colorado and Nevada. They worked hard but along the way, Luty saw that hard work was no guarantee that life would treat you fairly. It instilled in her a sense that if the universe wasn’t fair then it was up to humanity to step up and do the right thing.  She knew it was impossible to level the playing field completely, but after watching an innocent seventeen year-old boy get hung for a crime he didn’t commit, she vowed that if she ever got the chance, she’d make sure no one was ever unjustly convicted.  When she met the Witherspoon household and Mrs. Jeffries in particular, she got her chance.

Mrs. Goodge has spent a lifetime living in other people’s house, cooking for the high and mighty, the aristocrats and the bankers. But along the way, she’d watched as young footmen had been tossed out into the street for improperly polishing a shoe or a housemaid had been sent off without a reference because she’d accidentally broken a lamp or caught the attention of the young master.  For years, the cook had simply told herself that was the way the world worked and there was nothing anyone could do about it. But then she’d come to work for the Inspector and everything had changed.  She’d realized that individuals can do something to right the injustices of the world and more importantly, that they should do something.

These three women were shaped by different backgrounds and even different cultures yet all of them have the same burning need to right the wrongs of the world and make sure that justice is always served.  Now don’t get me wrong, most of the time, the rest of the Witherspoon household and their friends feel the same way, but sometimes, they give in to their own selfish desires.  But occasionally, we all act that way.  That’s why wise women are so very important; they remind us that justice never takes a holiday.

An Interview with Historical Romance Author Faye Hall


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Faye’s newest ebook release, “Apathy & Vigor” is Book 4 in her Sins of the Virtuous series. It’s due to be released Aug. 20, 2018 from Beachwalk Press. Visit her website at

Gotta Write: First of all hello from the other side of the world. It’s wonderful that you’ve reached out to Gotta Write’s readers. Before we learn about your latest title, we’d love to learn about your life. Where in Australia do you live and have you always lived there? Tell us about your family and your writing life. 

Image 8-23-18 at 7.10 PMFaye: I live in North Queensland, Australia and have my whole life.  The town I live in is a small sugar cane farming district with a few cattle farms.  I am married with 5 school kids and 4 adult step children so my writing life is very much ‘where and when I can’.

Gotta Write: When did you start this series “Sins of the Virtuous” and what’s its general theme?

Faye: The original plan for “Sins of the Virtuous” was planned over ten years ago and it was just going to be a rural, historical romantic take on the seven deadly sins.  About two years ago my husband suggested maybe adding heavenly virtues into the story lines.  I’ve been working on the series ever since.

Gotta Write: Do you focus on a single time period or family? 

Faye: I don’t tend to focus on a single family, though some minor characters do find their way into every story.  I do focus on a single time period though.  All the stories either take place or end up in Jarvisfield, Queensland in 1871.

Gotta Write: In “Apathy & Vigor,” introduce us to Tristen Brone and explain how he lost everyone he loved.

Faye: Tristen Brone came from a wealthy family and was essentially set up for life, but then one night he was caught in a fire trying to rescue his best friend.  He was left scarred and alone, having lost contact with all those he’d been close with, he ends up on a downward spiral of self destruction.

Gotta Write: I can understand how that would be difficult for anyone to carry on. But then Amalie Fergus turns up on his doorstep. How important was she in his past and what is she running from (without a spoiler)?

Faye: Amalie was the love of Tristen’s life and he had planned to marry her, but when he didn’t hear from her after the fire, he assumed she blamed him for the death of her brother.  When she turns up on his doorstep, he is suspicious because he knows about the mystery surrounding her last employer.

Gotta Write: How has her life seemed to crumble into a million pieces?

Faye: Her brother died in the fire that left Tristen so badly scarred.  Not long after her father suddenly died, all her family’s properties were repossessed and she was left with no one and nothing.

Gotta Write: Is she being forced to do something to further damage the life of a man she once loved? 

Faye: Amalie ran into a man from her past the night her employer was murdered, and he offers her protection on one condition – that she returns to Tristen to steal some property papers.

Gotta Write: Do you know how many more books you’ll write in this series? Then what’s next? 

Faye: There’s going to be seven books in total.  After that I plan on writing a few stand alone titles as well as release a short book containing poems and ditties I wrote in high school.

Gotta Write: What was your path toward publication like?

Faye: Bumpy lol.  I was lucky that my very first script got picked up straight out of high school.  But only a few months later the company went bankrupt.  The next publisher I had started off great but then there was some dispute between the brother and sister who owned the company and my contract was cancelled.  I was then picked up by another company that had been around for a few years and though things were great at first, there has been some disputes over payment of royalties and dodgy contracts.  The publisher I’m with now is great though.  Very supportive of us authors and our work and they pay on time too.

Gotta Write: How do you promote your books? What has really worked for you and what got you little attention? What tips can you offer writers today?

Faye: I’m willing to give anything a go to promote my work.  I love doing blog spots as I’ve met so many wonderful people through them.  I do find that social media like Facebook are already flooded with authors advertising their work so that hasn’t been very successful for me.  The trick is to persevere and not give up as a writer.  Sooner or later all your hard work will pay off.

Book Review: The Night the Lights Went Out By Karen White


Title: The Night the Lights Went Out

Author: Karen White

Publisher: Berkley

On the shelves: reprint, March 27, 2018

Format: trade paperback

Genre: Southern women’s fiction

Price: $16.00 US

Pages: 406 pages and a reader’s guide/preview of Dreams of Falling

Setting: Sweet Apple, Georgia 2016


After Merilee Talbot Dunlap’s husband decided to leave his wife for his daughter’s math teacher, Merilee has no other choice but to move on and make the best life possible for their children, Lily and Colin.

She packs their belongings in the minivan and heads to Sweet Apple, Georgia where she’ll rent a craftsman cottage behind Sugar Prescott’s farmhouse. Sugar is 93 years old, smart, observant and not afraid to say what’s on her mind. Though Sugar is one to keep to herself, she becomes close with Merilee and her children, but won’t let them know. She prefers sarcasm and distance for good reason. Mainly because it hurts too much to lose the ones you love.

Throughout the book both Sugar and Merilee’s perspectives are revealed. For Sugar, its flashbacks of the difficult times of her life and there are many. Her family owned property and managed to pay for farm workers. They manage to survive the Depression and helped other families. Some people needed more help than others. Some were pure evil and preyed on the innocent. One of the special people in her life was her brother, Jimmy, whose birth left him somewhat disabled and a further encounter took away his independence. Her mother’s depression was difficult for them all.

Merilee struggles to make ends meet and to fit in with the other mothers at her children’s school. She is nothing like them. Think Stepford wives, but instead of it being a man wanting perfection and control, it’s a class mom.

Throughout the book, a blogger anonymously reviews the actions of the residents in the community and gives an opinion without being preachy. I would think it’s the blogger’s way of making them more aware of what’s happening and to get them to think more appropriately.

There is something darker at the story’s core. Eventually, all things are revealed, whether they are buried in the past or pop up unexpected in our present.

The Night the Lights Went Out reaches two generations of women showing that you don’t have to be related, you just have to care about another human being. Everyone has the capability to love and an inner strength. But what happens in the past can take on a life of its own and control you if you don’t stop it.

Four cold glasses of Southern sweet tea

August 15, 2018

Denise Fleischer


It Isn’t Easy Being Royal, A Blog Post By Rhys Bowen


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It isn’t easy being royal!

So often I meet someone who says that Britain should get rid of the royal family. They take public money to live a life of luxury and do nothing for it. This really does make my hackles rise because most members of the family work very hard. The queen, now aged 92, had over 300 public engagements last year. That’s almost one a day! Some days she has more than one public appearance. She’ll travel several hours to a town, tour a school, hospital or factory, have people presented to her, sometimes have to have lunch with them, then drive on to another event. This doesn’t sound too tiring until you try it. She can never look bored or yawn, always seem fascinated by people who make nuts and bolts, never smile when something serious is happening. She knows the paparazzi are waiting for that one moment to catch her out. And just think how long she has to go between visits to the ladies room!

I only really appreciated what the royals have to do when I started being sent on book tours. Flying into a city, being picked up by an escort, driven to other stores, maybe TV or radio interview and then the bookstore speech in the evening. You never get a proper meal because you leave for the bookstore at 5:30 and come back after nine, too tired to eat. And you have to be, like the queen, ON every moment. Gracious to a line of people who have taken the trouble to come and meet you. And after a couple of weeks of this I’m exhausted. But the poor old royals do it all year round!

My heroine, Lady Georgiana, is only a very minor royal. Not close enough to the throne to represent her monarch, King George V. But life is complicated for her by her royal connections. For starters… she wants to marry a Catholic. This is not allowed for any member in the line of succession. This rule remained in effect until literally a couple of years ago! So Georgie has to renounce her claim to the throne if she wants to marry her sweetheart Darcy. But this is not a hard decision for her. As she says, it would take a particularly virulent plague to wipe out all those between her and the throne!

However, there are other complications for her: she wants a simple wedding. The queen lets it be known that of course she and the king expect to be invited. What’s more the little princesses would be thrilled to be bridesmaids. Oh, protocol demands that Georgie invite her relatives from among the crowned heads of Europe. Golly! as Georgie would say! The simple wedding is rapidly turning into something akin to Harry and Meghan’s.  So the question is whether Georgie can get her own way and keep the occasion the way she wants it or will she find herself walking down the aisle of a cathedral with crowned heads on either side of her? And that is if someone doesn’t manage to bump her off first. You’ll have to read the book to find out!

Gotta Read: Our House by Louise Candlish


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9780451489111ABOUT OUR HOUSE

From an internationally acclaimed author, a disturbing and addictive novel of domestic suspense where secrets kept hidden from spouses cause shocking surprises that hit home…

There’s nothing unusual about a new family moving in at 91 Trinity Avenue. Except it’s her house. And she didn’t sell it.

When Fiona Lawson comes home to find strangers moving into her house, she’s sure there’s been a mistake. She and her estranged husband, Bram, have a modern coparenting arrangement: bird’s nest custody, where each parent spends a few nights a week with their two sons at the prized family home to maintain stability for their children. But the system built to protect their family ends up putting them in terrible jeopardy. In a domino effect of crimes and misdemeanors, the nest comes tumbling down.

Now Bram has disappeared and so have Fiona’s children. As events spiral well beyond her control, Fiona will discover just how many lies her husband was weaving and how little they truly knew each other. But Bram’s not the only one with things to hide and some secrets are best kept to oneself, safe as houses.


Louise Candlish attended University College London and worked as an editor in art publishing and as a copywriter before becoming a novelist. She lives with her husband and daughter.


Praise for Our House

“[A] superb thriller…the ending Candlish has devised is devastating.”—The Washington Post

“An artfully plotted, affecting page-turner…a truly killer climax.”—Publishers Weekly (starred review)

“Candlish is skilled at portraying families in critical situations and ramping up the suspense…An absorbing plot with surprising twists until the final page.”—Library Journal (starred review)

“[A] twisty domestic thriller that features everything readers enjoy about the genre: dark secrets, unreliable narrators, a fast-moving plot, and a terrifyingly plausible premise. This could be summer’s breakout hit.”—Booklist (starred review)

“I loved the wonderful hook of Our House, which plays with our modern obsession with property—and the vulnerability that exposes. Louise Candlish is a great writer; she inhaled me into her nightmarish world where everything we think we know is ripped from under our feet.”—Fiona Barton, New York Times bestselling author of The Widow

“[A] masterfully plotted, compulsive page-turner.”—The Guardian

“The last line will make you literally shout with shock.”—Good Housekeeping

“A delightful disturbing story about marriage and secrets.”—BookRiot

“[An] addictive portrayal of how lives can unravel…. A compulsive story with a final flourish in the form of a delicious sting in the tale–one of this year’s must-reads.”—Sunday Mirror

“Candlish is an expert on the psychological flaws of these types of couples, and she doesn’t shrink from posing uncomfortable questions about modern marriage. This very original storyline is a winner.”—The Daily Mail

“If 2018 brings a better book than Our House I will eat my hat. Addictive, twisty, and oh so terrifyingly possible.”—Clare Mackintosh, New York Times bestselling author of I Let You Go

“A high-stakes domestic thriller that is utterly absorbing. Twists and turns abound, and Our House will have you locking your doors and checking your windows.”—Heather Gudenkauf, New York Times bestselling author of Not a Sound

“Absolutely brilliant. It has bestseller written all over it.”—Kate Furnivall, New York Times bestselling author of The Betrayal
“Dark, timely and full of surprises, Our House is a truly captivating novel of domestic suspense….A true binge-read. I couldn’t turn the pages fast enough.”—Alison Gaylin, USA Today bestselling author of If I Die Tonight

“Twisty, warped, credible. Brilliantly plotted and compelling.”—Sarah Vaughan, author of Anatomy of a Scandal

“Yesterday I missed my stop on the train because I was so absorbed in Our House. I am in awe of the twisty, clever plot and gasped out loud at the last paragraph.”—Erin Kelly, author of He Said, She Said

Guest Blog Post – Cats of the Past: The Muses of Cozy Fiction by Julia Buckley



There’s never been a time in my life when I didn’t have a cat companion, and the cats of my past have certainly inspired the references to cats in my fiction.

In my childhood, there was Midnight, the defiant and mysterious black feline who ruled our suburban street and enjoyed sunbathing in the middle of the thoroughfare, much to the chagrin of motorists. Midnight knew the limits of the dog’s leash, and he would wash a casual paw just a few inches beyond the dog’s reach because that’s what cats do. On one occasion the dog, Buffy, managed to pull the tether out of the ground, and she ran at Midnight, her tormenter. Midnight shot straight up into the air, and Buffy ran under him, and then stood, confused, not sure where the cat had gone. Despite his toughness in the neighborhood, Midnight was a cozy cuddler, and we all competed for his love. When he entered the room in the evening, it was suddenly a contest. Whose lap would he choose? When we were chosen, we felt truly superior to the others, because it was a significant thing to be selected by Midnight.


Later, there was Max, a beautiful gray and white kitten. Because our family couldn’t decide on a name for him, we combined all his names in one: Baron Maximilian Frederick Sebastian Von Tinkel Klaus III—but we just called him Max.

Max was an amazing, beautiful, curious kitten. He was so friendly anyone could pick him up, and sometimes he sat on my shoulder like a bird. He was my mother’s favorite. Back then (the 1970s) everyone let their cats outside, and if I could go back in time I would make him an indoor cat because he died young (seven months) after getting hit by a car. Forty some years later I still remember what a great cat he was.

After Max, my mother wanted no other cats, but a few years later, giving in to my longing for a feline companion, my parents got me a cat for Christmas, and we named her Holly Mistletoe. She was a sweet little orange cat who grew into a sort of cantankerous adult, but she had an amazing creative talent that I’ve never seen in another cat. When we would go out, we’d give her a ball of yarn to play with. When we came back, we would arrive to find a splendid, multi-level yarn labyrinth that often covered an entire room. She would hold the ball in her mouth, jump up somewhere, loop her yarn around, then jump down. She’d do this over and over; it was almost like weaving, and the results were magical. I wish we had taken pictures, but instant cameras weren’t a thing then and we never bothered to capture her creations for posterity.

darkpic2jpgCato and Clouseau

When I got married and moved into my first apartment, I knew that I wanted cats of my own. I convinced my husband, who had never had pets, to go with me to the shelter and select a couple of kittens who could keep each other company. We came home with two lovely gray tabbies that we named Cato and Clouseau because they kept attacking each other the way Inspector Clouseau and his friend Kato attacked on another in the Peter Sellers Pink Panther movies. These two were a delight from the moment we got them, full of mischief and very loving to one another. This was back in the eighties (which partially explains my hair), so of course these sweet boys are no longer with us, but we think of them all the time!


Our final cat of the past entered our lives very unexpectedly. We lived in a very small apartment with the two guys mentioned above, and one day when I went into the hallway, bound for work, I found a kitten walking around and meowing. I petted her but left her alone, thinking she must have snuck out of someone’s apartment and not been discovered missing yet (how else would she have gotten on the third floor of a locked apartment building?

When I got home that afternoon, the poor little cat was still in the hall, mewing and obviously hungry. This infuriated me, so I took her into my apartment. She marched straight to the bowls of my male cats and started eating. She was a very pretty calico, and obviously just a few months old. I called my husband and explained that, at least for the time being, we had a third cat.

I put up signs all over the building, telling people to come and claim their kitten, and no one ever did. My husband’s theory is that some little boys in our building found the cat somewhere, brought it home, and then put it out when their parents said no cats. But we’re just not sure how she ended up in our hall. I was angry at the way she’d been mistreated, so I didn’t feel bad at all for keeping her safe in our apartment. When we brought her to the vet, we found she had ear mites and worms, another sign for me that she had not been cared for and had probably been brought in off the street.

So she became our Kahlua, a lovely calico cat and a true friend to the two tabbies we already had. (That’s all three of them with my husband in the slightly blurry photo below).


So—those were the cats of my past. Stay tuned for my next post on Gotta Write Network with an update about cozy cats of the present!

Thanks for reading my animal stories.

–Julia Buckley



Julia Buckley is a Chicago author and teacher. A lover of mysteries herself, she spent her teen years absorbing the wonderful mystery and suspense fiction of the 20th Century, all of which helped to influence what she writes today. Her published series include the Writer’s Apprentice mysteries, the Undercover Dish mysteries, the first in the Teddy Thurber series, and the Madeline Mann mysteries. She is a member of the Mystery Writers of America, Sisters in Crime and the Chicago Writer’s Association.

Julia lives with her husband, three cats and a big rambunctious Labrador. She has two grown sons. In her free time she likes to watch Netflix (on which she has discovered the joy of French cinema), tend to the potted plants on her deck, read great books, or take part in one of her two book groups.  Her latest book is “A Dark and Twisting Path.”


Interview request and new title: Scandal Above Stairs by Jennifer Ashley





From the New York Times bestselling author of Death Below Stairs

A mystery of stolen antiquities has Kat Holloway setting aside her apron once again for the intrigues of the upper echelons of Victorian London

Priceless artwork has gone missing from the home of a wealthy baronet, and his wife stands to take the blame. When Kat’s employer asks for help in clearing her friend’s name, Kat trades her kitchen for the homes of Mayfair’s wealthiest families. Soon antiques are disappearing not only from the extravagant households of connoisseurs and collectors, but from the illustrious British Museum.

As the thefts increase in frequency, Kat calls upon her friend Daniel McAdam, who has already set himself up in a pawnshop on the Strand as a seedy receiver of stolen goods. When a man is murdered in the shop, Kat must use all of her wits to see that the thieves are caught and justice is done.


Jennifer Ashley is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Shifters Unbound series and the Mackenzies series. A winner of a Romance Writers of America RITA Award, she also writes as national bestselling and award-winning author…

More about Jennifer Ashley


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