October Releases

Miranda James
Dead with the Wind

Joyce and Jim Lavene
Looking for Mr. Good Witch

Carolyn Hart
Ghost to the Rescue

Laura Childs, Terrie Farley Moran
Parchment and Old Lace

Heather Blake
Ghost of a Potion

Isabella Alan
Murder, Plainly Read

Carolyn Hart
Ghost Wanted

Laura Childs
Gossamer Ghost

Donald Bain, Jessica Fletcher, Renee Paley-Bain
Murder, She Wrote: the Ghost and Mrs. Fletcher

Leigh Perry
The Skeleton Haunts a House

Julianne Holmes
Just Killing Time

Sheila Connolly
A Gala Event

Julia Buckley
The Big Chili

Beverly Allen
Floral Depravity

Frank Hayes
Death on the High Lonesome

Sofie Kelly
Faux Paw

Livia J. Washburn
Trick or Deadly Treat

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Melinda Wells

Melinda Wells

Pseudonym: Linda Palmer.

I was born in Georgia and grew up wanting to be a writer. Because my father and I worked together in local little theater productions, my focus was on becoming a playwright.

Aiming for glory on Broadway, I moved to New York City, but I couldn't interest anyone in the plays I'd written. After a couple years of steady rejections, I was mature enough and had leaned enough to understand why no one wanted my plays: they weren't very good.

At the time, I was supporting myself as a photographer specializing in children and their pets. (Photography was an art I'd taken up at sixteen when I won a camera in an "I AM AN AMERICAN DAY" speech writing contest).

There was a lot of creative satisfaction for me in capturing the personality of a child on film, especially when it made the parents and grandparents so happy. That was a thrill, and it made me realize that perhaps I wasn't meant to be a writer of plays.

Through a mutual friend, I met a nice, cute, and very smart man with a wonderful sense of humor. We fell in love and a year later we were married. Because he was an agent who represented television producers and actors, we went out to dinner most evenings with his clients, but one night early in our romance, when he had no business obligation, he suggested that we order something to be delivered. I told him that I'd rather cook dinner myself; Beef stroganoff. He liked it so much he raved to his friends and colleagues that I was a terrific cook. What he didn't know was that beef stroganoff was the only thing I knew how to make! The next day, I enrolled in a New York City cooking school.

It's an amazing irony that learning to cook (and enjoying cooking and creating dishes so much) eventually led me all the way back to writing. Now I'm writing a series of "culinary mysteries" that is published by Berkley Prime Crime. It's a particular joy for me because my favorite form of entertainment reading is mystery novels.

Pie à la Murder, July 2011
The Proof Is in the Pudding, February 2010
Death Takes the Cake, February 2009
Killer Mousse, February 2008

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