Hi! How about something different this time?! A quiz! A quiz? Yes, a quiz—but a fun one. The Roaring Twenties redefined music and brought jazz to the forefront of American culture. From the immersive experience of smoky speakeasies to the dazzling dance floors, jazz […]
I hope you had a wonderful holiday season. It’s been a while since we last connected, so I wanted to take a moment to reach out and say hello. Sometimes, it’s the simple act of staying in touch that matters most. Murder […]
As a child growing up in New York, autumn was my favorite season. I cherished everything about it, from the golden hues that painted the landscape to the subtle sense of nostalgia and even a touch of melancholy that graced the air. […]
So, what’s new with me? Hmm. Not much. When it comes to writing, I’ve been working on multiple projects at once. I’m nearing the finish line on a tale set among African-American expats in 1920s Montmartre—often referred to as ‘Harlem on the […]
I hope this newsletter finds you well and ready to embark on captivating literary journeys with me. Today, I’m thrilled to share with you not one, but two remarkable historical novels that have caught my attention. These tales are brimming with courage, […]
Ever glance in a mirror and see more than your own reflection? That’s what crime fiction does—it holds up a lens to the world, and what a lens Lanie Price’s 1920s Harlem is! It’s a tableau, a gritty, poetic tale that tells […]
As the sun begins to tilt towards autumn, my adventures have taken me to the stunning coastline of San Diego. And it’s not just for the waves and the sea breeze. I’m immersed in the world of mystery at Bouchercon, the renowned […]
Life here is slowly settling down to a rhythm. I’m finding my way back to the writing … and the writing is finding its way back to me. From my writing desk in sun-drenched Southern France, I’m swept away to the bustling […]
Some twenty years ago, I wrote a novel called Harlem Redux, later republished as Lyrics of a Blackbird. Set in 1926, at the height of the Harlem Renaissance, it concerns David McKay, a civil rights attorney whose mysterious disappearance baffled his friends […]
This cat. That’s my first thought when the Orange Furball plops her warm little rump down on my lap, squeezes herself between me and my laptop, then curls up, closes her eyes, and goes soundly to sleep. In making herself comfortable, Sunday has […]