Welcome to my tiny island of civility and literacy. If you've read my novels, you know I can't decide whether politics is a comedy or a soap opera. On good days, it's both. We might as well admit it, and enjoy it.
If you've read Murder Across the Board, or the newly published Murder out of the Ballpark, DO let me know what you liked - or didn't. (You haven't read either? What are you doing with your time on the Metro? Go buy my books now!) As one of those appliance companies said in their ads, "progress is our principal product." I amused myself by taking a few requests from fans of Board when I completed Ballpark, some of which [one suspects] worked better than others. But I remain open to suggestions from my readers. Gracious, there must be someone you think would serve well as the model for the victim in a murder mystery, but be advised, mere personal dislike is insufficient cause. Actually, no personal animus whatever is involved in anything I have written so far. The question is: what might someone's motive be... if, as I said at the beginning, we lived in an Arlington where a great many people were a great deal wickeder than is the case in real life? Where there was a heavy-footed political machine with a relentless agenda and secrets to keep, an opposition full of characters straight out of Saturday Night Live, the local press positively cowering and... hm, let's not go on.
Do come into my parlor! And have a chat.
