Category Archives: Dorothy’s Posts

A Peek Through My Window

Dorothy Cannell: As I write this a fine snow is coming down, dusting the garage roof with confectioner’s sugar and powdering the driveway. The road that runs in front of our house is empty of traffic, tranquil, still, left to itself … Continue reading

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Boring Can Be Bliss!

Dorothy Cannell: My husband Julian and I have taken to drink. Well, somewhat truish. At Christmas time I usually make hot wine punch, mostly because it makes the house smell nice, but this time, either because it tasted better than usual … Continue reading

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What the Dickens!

Dorothy Cannell: In the past I have always squirmed when asked the inevitable question of this time of year: “Are you all ready for Christmas?” The answer, because one cannot risk telling lies with Santa listening, was always a squeaked: “No.” … Continue reading

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No Holiday for the Wicked

Dorothy Cannell: Happy Thanksgiving to one and all. I am, as so often happens at this time of year, in book jail – a term coined by Kate Flora. It is where writers go when they have ignored looming deadlines until … Continue reading

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Mystery Loves Company

Dorothy Cannell: A few weeks ago a friend from England came to visit and gave me, perhaps in hope of breakfast in bed, a page from The Times, Monday October 3, 2016 written by David Sanderson under the headline “And Then … Continue reading

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