I didn’t write a regular blog post this week because I’ve been doing a blog tour for The Body in the Wetlands, and I’m just about idea’d out. (I know. Not a real word:) On top of the tour, my cousin ended up in the hospital for a short stay, so we’ve been trying to see her or take my sister up to see her once a day. So my Thursday blog fell through the cracks. To redeem myself, I thought I’d share this. It’s something I shared on Kensington’s Between the Chapters for their HobbyReads. I couldn’t get more support from friends and family for my writing. I’m pretty darned lucky:)
My friends and family know that I’m a writer, and they know how much I love mysteries. We’ve taken a small bedroom at the back of our house and turned it into an office for me, and we lined it with bookshelves. The shelves aren’t just crammed with books, but I showcase some of the wonderful gifts I’ve been given that tie into my writing, too.
I love Agatha Christie, so my husband bought me a clever teapot that looks like a writer’s desk. The piece of paper in the typewriter has words “typed” on it from one of Christie’s novels. The pages tossed in the wastebasket are filled with her words, too. A handgun lies on manuscript pages. Here’s what it looks like:
My sisters bought me a typewriter, too, with little mice scampering across the keys.
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