A Word From the Editor
Winter is still chilling the air. But our Winter issue will help get you feeling warm and cozy. Grab a cup of coffee or tea and settle yourself under a blanket or in your favorite easy chair and read. And then comment -- Mysterical-E is open for comments now. Share your opinions with …
Stories
At 2:00 AM, William Jackson, Sr., heard a car door slam down the street. He crouched behind the bushes ringing the foundation of the house, one knee in the dirt, and pulled the ski mask down his face. He steadied his breathing. The mask was comfortable enough in the cold …
Stories
The first book my wife received came in a brown envelope, postmarked Basingstoke, in August. It was a cheap paperback entitled Redemption of the Pagans. The cover had a group of people standing around a purple fire with a skull in the bottom left corner. There was no letter, note, …
Stories
Episode Five in the Copper and Goldie Mysteries Sam Nahoe and his canine partner, Goldie, crept down Kalakaua Avenue through the heart of Waikiki in their yellow Checker cab seeking one more fare for this Saturday night. Sam, the thirty-seven-year-old independent driver, had started Copper and Goldie’s Taxi Service when …
Stories
Donovan and his partner had taken just a few minutes to get there after they had gotten the call. They were just finishing their lunch when the dispatcher had notified them of a body in an alley just a couple of blocks away from where they were. She had been …
Stories
The girl furrowed her spotty brow at the two women fussing over the six-year-old boy at the table. Estelle Gibbons tipped the platter of home-baked treats toward him. “Another chocolate cupcake?” “It’s fine, Andrew. Go ahead,” Davonne Sparks, the social worker, said. “You don’t eat sweets these days, Tiffany?” “I …
Stories
Something soft touches my cheek, and I smell a sultry, yet sweet, fragrance, like gardenias floating in expensive scotch—one some fairy got big bucks to create—just to drive guys like me nuts. The softness brushes the hair back from my face and strokes my forehead. I fight to open my …
Stories
When you're single, male, and an out of work detective, you tend to visit the laundromat a lot. Not that I dirty more clothes than the next guy, but the laundromat is cheap, there usually are women present, and I like the Cajun and Zydeco music Tee Tommy Tauzin plays …
Stories
I followed my GPS to a mansion playing king of the hill with its neighbors in a Cincinnati enclave of prosperous streets. I drove between two griffin-topped pillars and followed the paving-stone driveway to the front portico. Even at five-nine, I had to stretch to grab the brass doorknocker, cool …
Columns
Happy TV Hiatus As I write this column, the holidays have come and gone. Many TV shows are on hiatus until February or later, and new midseason shows haven't premiered. This is a good time, though, to react to recent TV news and indulge in some DVD nostalgia. On January …
Columns
Cold Weather Reading When the temperature lingers at zero and the wind chill is a minus, there’s nothing better than curling up under a blanket with a good book. And at least while you’re reading about snowy, cold locations you can sip a nice hot drink and stay warm. So, …
Interviews
An Interview with Nancy Cole Silverman
Nancy Cole Silverman credits her twenty-five years in radio for helping her to develop an ear for storytelling. In 2001 Silverman retired from news and copywriting to write fiction fulltime. In 2014, Silverman signed with Henery Press for her new mystery series, The Carol Childs’ Mysteries. The first of the …
Interviews
You can find Cheryl and her books online. http://www.cherylhollon.com https://www.facebook.com/pages/Cheryl-Hollon-Writer/357992230995844 https://twitter.com/cherylhollon BMH: Where did you grow up? CH: I grew up in Dayton, Ohio, the birthplace of aviation. I attended Ruskin Elementary School where we walked home for lunch each day. It seemed like miles, but in reality was …
