Saturday, April 18, 2026

Critters in Fiction

 JENN McKINLAY: I know we've talked about this before but as my asst is about to launch DUDEsday (every Tuesday in May and June on my Insta/FB), having critters in fiction is on my mind. 

What is DUDEsday? It's a chance to win this sweet bookmark of Dude (you can see him carrying a stick on the book's cover). Right now, you can jump the DUDEsday line by leaving a comment on this blogpost to be entered to win this Dude bookmark. Winner will be announced in tomorrow's blog. Good Luck!


Who is Dude? He's the Harlequin Great Dane sidekick of Hannah the female main character of The Summer Share. Not gonna lie, I feel like Dude steals the book just like the donkey Maybellene takes the spotlight in the book I just turned in entitled If Summer Never Ends. Why do I have a Great Dane and a donkey in my romcoms? Because I love animals, obvi, but also because I think they add comic relief and give insight into my main character's ability to care for others and be vulnerable. 

Looking back, I realize there have been critters in all of my books just as in my life. Currently, I live in a house with 2 dogs, 5 cats, and several feral yard cats that we share the care of with our neighbors. That's A LOT of critters. 

I have noticed that many of the books I've read recently do not have critters, although I've been reading a lot of fantasy so sometimes the critter equivalent is a sentient houseplant or a dragon, there's a fairly wide spectrum there. I can't say that I'd reject a book with no furry sidekicks, but I definitely enjoy a book a little bit more when they appear.

How about you, Reds and Readers? Do you notice when there's a pet? Do you have a preference, pet or not pet? Do you think they add value or detract from the story? 

Friday, April 17, 2026

Haiku Poetry Day!

 JENN McKINLAY: It's national Haiku poem day! Let's give it a go!

When words are planted,
pretty poems bloom in spring—
silence becomes verse.


"Observed annually on April 17, National Haiku Poetry Day encourages all to try their hand in creativity. Haiku poetry is a form of Japanese poetry that is non-rhyming and usually consists of 3 lines with a syllable pattern of 5-7-5. Usually, an element of nature, a season, a moment of beauty, or an individual experience inspires haiku poems. Sensory language is used to capture a feeling, image, or moment."


The most famous Japanese haiku (according to Google) is Matsuo Basho's "Old Pond" (Furu ike ya), written in 1686. 
The Pond (Matsuo Bashō)
Japanese: 
古池や  (Furu ike ya)
 蛙飛び込む (kawazu tobikomu)
 水の音  (mizu no oto)
  
English translation:
An old silent pond...
A frog jumps into the pond—
Splash! Silence again.

Thursday, April 16, 2026

April Surprises!


Jenn McKinlayApril is always a big month for me for two very good reasons. First, it is my wedding anniversary (27 years this year) and second, spring has finally taken root. Ha! See what I did there? Spring? Root? Very punny, I know. Julia covered the melancholy that comes with the arrival of April, and I do get it, but I tend to see it as more of a month of surprises.

The wedding anniversary is a big deal because quite honestly, I spent most of my life not planning to marry. Not that I have anything against marriage. It just wasn't part of my agenda. I blame my brother. We're Irish twins and since he was only 11 months older than me, I just did whatever he did. I mean, really, why play house when you can play pirates?

This attitude pretty much shaped my formative years. My poor mother used to put me in a dress every day and then as soon as her car pulled out of the driveway, she was a high school librarian, I ran back upstairs and changed into my play clothes (jeans and T-shirt) and then went to school. This went on until my second grade teacher sent home a note ratting me out because she was concerned that I was wearing the same clothes to school every day and, yeah, I kind of smelled.

Suffice to say, my mother got shorted on the daughter front. She did not get a mani-pedi buddy in her little girl, no instead she got a pre-adolescent who announced that she was going to travel the world and have four children but never marry. Yes, I did! I think it is a testament to her Connecticut Yankee constitution that she didn't stroke out but just smiled and nodded and said, "We'll see."

Fast forward a few years and a few boyfriends later and there I was married to the other half of our whole. Mom was quite relieved. So April is always a favorite month for me because it really does make me believe in the unexpected. Sort of like gardening in central Arizona, I am always delighted when my peach and pomegranate trees bloom and later fruit. Spring always amazes! As does life!

So, Reds and Readers, what is your favorite thing about spring?

Wednesday, April 15, 2026

Good-byes: Quick or Lingering

JENN McKINLAY: Good-byes. I’m terrible at them. I’m not sure why but I think it has something to do with my XX chromosomes because I know I am not alone in this lingering at the train station until the last possible second and then having to run and execute an undignified skirt in the air leap to catch the train because talking about the incoming weather is so much more important than, you know, actually getting my butt on the train.


I was at a conference years ago where I stayed up until the wee hours of the morning with my writer buddies talking like we were solving all of the world’s problems - we were not - when we finally called it a night, or rather a day, since the sun was coming up.


Do you think we managed to mumble ‘good night’ and part? Oh, no, we stood there sagging on our feet, trying to figure out when we’d meet up the next day at the conference just to say good-bye, because it was the last day and we were all headed home. This went on for fifteen minutes when I finally looked at my gal pals and said, “If we were dudes, we’d just knuckle bump and say ‘see ya’ and it’d be cool.”

This inability to end things extends to my relationships as well. I am the queen of the ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ talk. I’m so good at it, in fact, I think there are a few people out there who aren’t even aware that we’ve broken up. Again, I blame the XX. Hub, like all manimals, has the XY and I suspect the Y stands for “Why are we still here talking when we could be gone already?” or “Why is this person calling me? We were done ages ago. Was I not clear?” I tried to explain that my ineptitude in adios is really a disability. He didn’t get it. Ghosting from social events was created for this man.

I have struggled with endings my entire life -relationships, jobs, even some friendships. But now that I've reached a certain age, I have discovered that there’s an upside to saying good-bye swiftly. Once you get over it, you get to say hello to something new! Say it with me now: “Hello, exciting new adventure!”

Now I could be a scaredy-cat and worry that I won’t like the next job, friendship, or career move as much as the one I'm leaving. And I could refuse to try something new and keep my life exactly the same. But life is just too short not to do what you love with whom you love in a place that you love. So here’s my unsolicited advice, because I’m so good at giving it but not taking it - unless by force - figure out what you need to do to say good-bye to the old and GO FOR THE NEW!


So, how about you, Reds and Readers, are you good at good-byes and making changes or not so much?

Tuesday, April 14, 2026

Lemon Poundcake Shenanigans

 JENN McKINLAY: Social media can sure feel like a giant cesspool, but every now and then a little gem comes along that entertains me and reminds me that there are some seriously funny people out there. So, last week as I was harvesting lemons and trying to figure out what to do with them, I came across a dude called Afroman and his song about a deputy who was searching his house and paused to eyeball his mama's lemon poundcake. Naturally, Afroman wrote a song about it.



Now, the stars (read Sheriffs) who were featured in Afroman's video which was posted three years ago, took offense to the video and sued Afroman for defamation. This was where it came across my radar because the court case was bonkers! You can Google the case to find out what happened as there will be no spoilers here! But I will say Sheriff Poundcake's ex-wife was Afroman's lone witness. 

In any event, the whole thing gave me a hankering for lemon poundcake, so I made one! 


Here's the recipe, inspired by Seasons & Suppers but tweaked a bit:

Loaf:

  • 1/2 cup butter, room temperature

    3/4 cup white sugar

    3 large eggs, room temperature

    2 Tbsp lemon zest,1 large lemon

    1 Tbsp lemon juice

    2 tsp vanilla

    1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour

    1/4 tsp table salt

    1/4 tsp baking soda

    1/4 tsp baking powder

    1/3 cup Greek yogurt

    Glaze:

    1 cup icing/confectioners' sugar
    2 Tbsp lemon juice or whatever amount achieves desired consistency

  • Instructions:

    1. Preheat oven to 325 F. Grease an 8x4-inch loaf pan.

    2. In a large bowl with an electric mixer, cream the butter with the sugar at medium speed until light colored and fluffy. Add the eggs one at a time and beat in well after each addition, scraping down the sides of the bowl, as needed. Beat in the lemon zest, lemon juice and vanilla.

    3. In a separate bowl, whisk together the flour, salt, baking soda and baking powder. With mixer on low, add the flour mixture to the butter mixture alternately with the Greek yogurt.

    4. Scrape into prepared 8x4-inch loaf pan and level batter. Bake in preheated oven for 50-55 minutes, or until a tester inserted in the center comes out clean.

    5. Allow to cool in the pan for 15 minutes, then run a knife along the edges to loosen and remove from pan. Allow to cool on a cooling rack.

    6.  While loaf is still a little warm, prepare the glaze in a small bowl, adding enough lemon juice to make a pourable glaze. Drizzle on top, allowing it to drip down the sides a bit. Cool completely, then slice and enjoy.

  • So, who else watched the Afroman court saga? Or more importantly, who loves lemon poundcake?



Monday, April 13, 2026

Research Rabbit Holes by Jenn McKinlay

 The Winner of Leslie Karst's MURDER, LOCAL STYLE is Brenda Gaskell! Brenda, please send an email to julia at julia spencer - fleming dot com (remember the hyphen!) and I'll connect you to Leslie.

 

JENN McKINLAY: Writing brings an author to some seriously strange places. Over the course of sixty plus books in different genres, I’ve done deep dives into everything from how certain poisons work, naturally, to the inner workings of beauty pageants, dog shows, Elvis impersonators, and NFL football teams. I’ve studied conditions like dyslexia and anxiety and interviewed professionals about narcissism and obsessive compulsive disorder. And I’ve done boots on the ground research for settings from Arizona to New England to Italy (a hardship, I know). If you ask me what my favorite research was to date, I’d have to say going to the top of the Eiffel Tower for a pivotal scene in PARIS IS ALWAYS A GOOD IDEA. Hard to beat, I know. 


How about you, Reds? What is your favorite research deep dive and what book did you use it in?


RHYS BOWEN:  Every one of my books seems to involve a research deep dive. Exotic places, other times, the royal family, not to mention poisons and blood spatters. I studied the whole training program for secret agents in WWII. I sat inside a Blenheim Bomber and tried on a flight helmet. I have walked every street in lower Manhattan and at this moment I’m becoming an expert in appraising fifteenth century books! I love the way we become accidental experts!



Much of my research involves a trip somewhere. Researching at the antique Correr library in Venice. Learning to make Tuscan pasta. This is definitely the fun part. Eating on a dock beside the Mediterranean is magical. 


LUCY BURDETTE: With my Key West series, most of the research has been exploring the undercurrents of the island. I did love my two experiences with the citizens police academy and sheriff’s police academy. There is an almost-deserted island I need to visit for next book, though it scares me a little…




Other than that, Paris, Paris, and Paris!


HALLIE EPHRON: Every book has involved a foray into some topic or place I’d never have imagined myself investigating. I’ve been to a brain bank (donated brains arrive in FedEx boxes and get stored in buckets so they look like oversized cauliflowers taking a bath). I was a tourist in an MRI lab (how to kill someone? Let me count the ways!) The mud flats at low tide in and around Beaufort, South Carolina (not a place you want to get stuck). 





I started writing a book about a psych/intern who works nights as an exotic dancer, but realized that research into what that would be like was a bridge too far.  Nope, not going there.


JULIA SPENCER-FLEMING: My on-site research has consisted of a lot of hiking around places in upstate NY, looking for likely sites to hide a body and buildings and business that catch my eye - I want to make sure the reader absolutely feels like they are right there in Washington County.


When I wanted to describe Clare piloting a helicopter in the southern Adirondacks, I went to my dad. For years, he had the top of the line, most recent version of Microsoft Flight (with different kinds of yokes and controls to match the aircraft he was “flying” and he led me through the entire spin up process and flight plan - the program let me see what Clare would have seen. You can take the man out of the Air Force, but you can’t take the Air Force out of the man, I guess.





I keep saying I’m going to set a novel in someplace warm (Aruba?) or beautiful (Vienna?) but so far, it’s all snow, mud or high heat/high humidity. Sigh.


HANK PHILLIPPI RYAN: Usually I make stuff up. And as a reporter, I’ve wired myself with hidden cameras (and got caught in a cult once...ahh) and gone undercover and in disguise. Been in prisons and jails and behind the scenes at the airport and courthouse and been with SWAT teams and tear gassed and inside a nuclear reactor. (Oh, and in the FBI Academy, I figured out how to fool the lie detector. They are, truly, STILL mad at me.) I have, though, done a lot of on-line research into the psychology of revenge, and geography of an area, and time zones, and things like “how long to drown in salt water vs. fresh water” and “what are the symptoms of CO poisoning.” That stuff has to be right. Still mostly, I make stuff up.



DEBORAH CROMBIE: I have had such a blast doing research for my books. From the history of tea to distilling single malt scotch, London during the Blitz and Notting Hill in the Sixties, elite rowing, search and rescue dogs, Crystal Palace and the Great Exhibition, immigration in East London, fire investigation, female chefs and life in a professional kitchen, to undercover cops in the Met, and more… How to pick a favorite? I don’t think I can!





How about you, Readers, what informational rabbit holes have you fallen into?



Sunday, April 12, 2026

Millionaire Pie and Apple Mint Chutney, a recipe repeat with Celia Wakefield

Our dear Celia was working on a fascinating blog for us, when, unfortunately, her health intervened.  Instead, I'm rerunning our only previous April recipe, from 2024. This is also the only time I made something from my own - well, my grandmother's - recipe. Dear readers, if you could have seen the look of horror on Celia's face when I pulled out canned pineapple chunks and bottled marischino cherries (I don't think she had ever seen one except in a cocktail. When I popped open the Kool Whip, I thought she was going to faint.

I hope you enjoy this blast from the past - I promise, the pie tastes great! - and please keep our friend in your thoughts.

 

Millionaire Pie and Apple Mint Chutney, or, Celia and Julia's Easter Treats

JULIA SPENCER-FLEMING: This remembrance and recipe by our own Celia Wakefield starts in the past - Thursday, April 4th, when most of our state was without power. I got mine back by Saturday, but poor Celia went for six days without exterior power (she and Victor sensibly have a wired-in generator) and a full week without internet! Which has nothing to do with the substance of today's post, other than to show she's a trooper.

 

 

 

This may be THE bright spot of Thursday, April 4, writing to you, my dear JRW community, as we are being blanketed with snow and the power lines, internet etc have all surrendered. My bright spot is that I still have a working generator and my computer is fired up. 
 
First my thanks to Julia’s graciousness in inviting me. Any comments? Please address them to Julia, ha, ha. But we are snowbound, power denied and WiFi too. Oh we so rely on our link in the ether to the world. But for those of you writers with no power, I hope you are writing as the authors of old with pen/pencil and paper to give you that nostalgic view point.

I had big plans for what I could bring to Julia’s Easter luncheon, which would also give me a great recipe for the Sunday blog. But alas the rhubarb was covered by feet of snow etc. so that will have to wait until another time. However, Julia decided to make her favorite dessert. 
 
As many of you may know, Julia and Ross gave great parties. This was confirmed by a dear friend at Ross’s funeral who spoke eloquently saying that Ross and Julia would be counted on to be late for most things but never for a party. Aren’t those words to live? Though I was injected with the punctuality vaccine when born, and I do wonder sometimes, was punctuality a gift? Or a curse? 

However back to the Hugo-Vidal party train. This year Julia was hosting her annual Easter Luncheon which had been on a part-time hiatus over the past several years. She was kind enough to invite us and as I have access to locally raised lamb, I brought the lamb. There was a ham, scalloped potatoes, southern style sweet potatoes but without marshmallows in them, plus more asparagus than I have seen outside the supermarket and a HUGE salad made by another guest. I am sorry I didn’t take photos. 

I made apple and mint chutney to accompany the roast lamb, which I had covered with a fresh breadcrumb, garlic, herb and butter paste. I spread this mix over the large lamb leg, weighing five and a half pounds, and roasted it on 325F to an interior reading of 145 degrees in the thickest part. 
 
But the piece de resistance was Julia’s dessert. She made her southern grandmother’s recipe for Millionaire's Pie. She actually made it here in my kitchen and for once I was videographer which was fun. Julia’s grandmother would sing old Baptist hymns while mixing and Julia treated us to a few lines which she may or mayn’t share. I hope she does. (ed. note: she does.)

Now I was very interested in the Millionaire’s Pie as this is a truly American dessert and I can’t think of anything like it when I grew up. But there was one ingredient that was very popular in my family - condensed milk. Yes that small can or tin, if I’m talking, full of a creamy sugary sticky confection just asking, begging in fact, for you to grab a spoon and tuck in. At least that’s what I believed as a child  monitoring my mothers strange addiction to condensed milk. 
 
 
 
My mother was enamored, or perhaps in undying love with condensed milk. Sugar was rationed in the U.K. during the Second World War and for several years after. Coupons for sugar were guarded jealously and spent with careful consideration. So my mum and her best friend, my godmother, Auntie Winifred, would hoard their coupons and when they had enough to splurge, would buy a tin of condensed milk and sit with a spoon each taking turn and turn about until satiated. 
 

My mum's favorite afternoon snack throughout her life, was to keep a tin of condensed milk in the fridge handy for a small snack, think Winnie the Pooh size. Woe beware any of us who helped ourselves too liberally from her tin. I think that Julia’s pie would have been most popular with my mum. In fact, I wonder whether she ever tasted it when she visited the United States in the thirties. Her hostess, a close friend of my grandmother, was southern and I know they spent time in the South. I am sure she would have loved the pie as did all of us.

 
Now I can’t hand over for Julia to add the millionaires recipe without adding my recipe for easy Apple and Mint Chutney which is at the end of Julia’s delicious dessert. 


JULIA: Surprise! It's me with a recipe! As with all my faves, this is fast, easy and made with pantry (and freezer) basics. My grandmother Spencer used to make this pie when I was a kid, and it's replete with '60s no-bake goodness. You'll notice all the ingredients are straight from the Space Age kitchen; all convenience, very little nature. I think this may be the first time in her life Celia's had Cool Whip. 
 
Whether you call it Million Dollar Pie, Millionaire Pie or Millionaire's Pie, this classic southern icebox dessert will take you back to Sunday dinner at Maw Maw and Paw Paw's house - with the bonus that it still stays cool while Paw Paw goes on and on with the blessing.


INGREDIENTS

1 graham cracker crust, store-bought or homemade. Celia and I made ours, but you probably already have a recipe for this three-ingredient crust, so I'm not adding it here. If you make your own, chill for 15 minutes before adding the pie filling.

1 15.5oz can crushed pineapple, VERY well drained. If you're not a Baptist,         use the juice for a Pina Colada later.
1 can sweetened condensed milk
1 cup sweet flaked coconut
1 cup Maraschino cherries, chopped, plus some for garnish
1/2 cup chopped pecans
5 T lemon juice - very important to help firm the pie up 
1 1/2 cup Cool Whip - this is half the usual size container
optional - 1 T cherry juice, if you want a more pink pie
 

 
INSTRUCTIONS
 
In a large bowl, combine well the drained pineapple (as dry as you can get it,) the condensed milk, the coconut, chopped cherries and chopped pecans. Add the lemon juice (Maw Maw used the little plastic lemon for hers) and, if you prefer the color, the cherry juice. Gently fold in the Cool Whip.

Pile it in the graham cracker crust and slide it into the fridge for at least an hour. It can be made up to a day ahead. Garnish with halved pecans, and/or Maraschino cherries, or, it the pastor's coming to dinner, pipe on whipped cream and sprinkle with toasted coconut.



CELIA: Apple and Mint Chutney

Chutney is usually thought of as an accompaniment to Indian foods. But in the UK it was also a way to preserve damaged or bruised fruit which was not good enough for jam or for the table. It was eaten with cold meats or in sandwiches. I love a cheese and chutney sandwich on good bread. My Constance Spry Book says “The prescription is fruit or vegetables, sugar, vinegar and flavoring ingredients . . .”, Spry also recommends using a wooden spoon to stir.  So your chutney might have garlic or ginger, and mustard seed, chilies are another favorite. The seasoning is your choice and this recipe is my choice.

Recipe makes approximately 4 Cups 

3-4# Granny Smith apples, peeled, cored and chopped 
2 large onions (I like sweet onions), peeled and chopped small
4 Cups good vinegar (I used apple cider and Braggs mixed)
1# approx brown sugar 
1Tbsp ginger
1tsp cloves
Use other spices such as nutmeg or even cardamom if preferred
1/4 Cup chopped fresh mint

  • Choose a large heavy pan (not cast iron as that may react with the vinegar). I used a stainless Dutch oven with a heavy base which helps the long slow cook process. No lid needed, it’s all about the slow evaporation of the fruits and veggies
  • Add the chopped onions with 2 cups of the vinegar, stir intermittently, and cook over a low heat.
  • Once the vinegar is heated, add the apples with the spices (not the mint) and an additional 1 cup vinegar if needed. Cook on low, stirring often so that nothing sticks on the bottom. 
  • Measure the 3/4 of the sugar into a bowl and pour 1 cup vinegar over to help melting.
  • After the sugar has cooked in, taste to see if it is sweet enough. 
  • Once the apples are softened add the sugar, stirring well to mix all ingredients and keeping the heat low.
  • It will cook for another 2 to 3 hours to reach a consistency of jam or good yogurt. Look for the liquid to be almost completely steamed away. 
  • But if you’re planning to keep the chutney for a period. (For example to give as holiday gifts). Leave the mixture with a little liquid as it does dry out over time and become more solid. 
  • Also follow good practices for bottling and keep it refrigerated once opened. 

This was so easy to make I am wondering why I haven’t done it more recently. I hope you enjoy it with some delicious cold meat or in a good veggie sandwich. Or my all time fav cheese and chutney sandwiches which is very popular pub fare and forms the basis for a ploughmans lunch.