High Noon at Camp Etobicokee

  The first time I saw Susan was at Camp Etobicokee. We would have been about eleven that summer, gawky in shorts and t-shirts and sticking fast to the kids we already knew. The morning activities were over and Susan was at a picnic table on the far side of the...

Oscar Chump!

“What’s that secret you’re keeping?”   When Oscar Chump passed, news of his demise spread through the county like wildfire. By noon, twelve hours after Doc Neilson had reluctantly drawn the white sheet over Oscar’s slack face with a finality...

The Nottingham Connection…

  When I first met Charlie Resnick, John Harvey’s jazz-loving detective inspector, on the page in 1991, I was thrilled.  Here was a new series from a British crimewriter I hadn’t read before.  Three books in, and I was hooked — on Harvey’s...

The Art of Collaboration!

  In the days before writing romances together as Stephanie Browning, Susan Brown and I wrote mysteries for middle-grade readers. We also co-authored scripts and dabbled in a bit of television, but the following article was, in fact, our first “official” collaborative...

Writing 101…The Reboot!

Other than a naively romantic notion that being a foreign correspondent would be cool, I had no plans to be a writer. But when it came time to choose a university, typical teenager that I was, I went for the one furthest from home. Journalism has served me well – or...