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Showing posts with label cozy mystery. Show all posts

Monday, February 12, 2018

"Death by a Whisker" by T. C. LoTempio

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Death by a Whisker
(A Cat Rescue Mystery Book 2)
by T. C. LoTempio

Death by a Whisker (A Cat Rescue Mystery Book 2)  by T. C. LoTempio

Death by a Whisker,  the second book in the Cat Rescue Mystery series by T. C. LoTempio, has just been released. Also available: Purr M for Murder (read my blog post).

Purr M for Murder by T. C. LoTempio

This book tour and giveaway is brought to you by Great Escapes Virtual Book Tours. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.


More books by this author: Meow If It's Murder (read my blog post), Claws for Alarm (read my blog post), and Crime and Catnip (read my blog post).

Description
Getting used to life back home in Deer Park, North Carolina, Sydney McCall and her right-hand tabby, Toby, are helping her sister Kat run the local animal shelter. Syd and Kat are all excited about the prospect of the shelter’s newest fundraiser: shopping channel queen Ulla Townsend. Shelter admin Maggie Shayne vehemently refuses to have anything to do with the woman, but the fundraiser ensues as planned. That is, until Ulla turns up dead in the middle of the event.
The cause of death is determined to be an allergic reaction, but Syd and Toby are sniffing out something fishy. When Syd met Ulla, it was clear she was distasteful and rude. And right before the event, Syd spotted some behind-the-scenes drama between Ulla and her manager. As they begin to investigate, they realize there is no shortage of suspects, and Maggie is at the top of the list.
Now Syd and Toby must claw their way to the truth before everything goes paws up at their animal shelter in Death by a Whisker by national bestselling author T. C. LoTempio.

Excerpt
As I passed by the signing table I noticed that Ulla was frowning and scratching her arm. She leaned over and whispered something to Wendy, who immediately got up and headed toward the back. Then she smiled at the person standing in front of her and asked who he wanted the book inscribed to. As she signed it, I noticed she seemed to be having trouble breathing. Suddenly she tossed the pen and book aside and jumped to her feet, almost knocking her chair over. I set the flyers down and hurried over to her. “Ms. Townsend, are you all right?”
She pressed two fingers to her sternum. “I-I’m not sure,” she said in a strangled tone. “My chest feels so tight…maybe I need to splash some water on my face.”
She turned toward me and I frowned. Her lower lip looked a bit puffy, and the flush on her neck had now morphed to a bright candy-apple red. “Do you need me to come with you to the restroom?”
She shook her head. “Just tell Wendy and Savannah where I am,” she murmured. She raced down the hall to the bathroom and I heard the door slam.
There was an excited buzz in the room. As I debated whether to say something, Wendy suddenly appeared at my elbow. “Where’s Ulla? Why isn’t she at the table?”
“She said she felt sick – her chest was tight. She went to the bathroom to splash some water on her face.”
Wendy let out a strangled cry. “A panic attack. Just what we need in the last twenty minutes.”
I frowned. “It didn’t seem as if it were a panic attack.”
“Oh trust me, it probably was. She does this all the time-although it’s usually to get Ken’s sympathy.”
“I don’t know about that,” I said. “Her lip looked a bit puffy, and she really was having trouble breathing.”
Wendy ran a hand through her short do, glancing over at the people who were milling around the table, craning their necks and whispering excitedly. “I guess I’d better do some damage control.” She turned toward the crowd and said smoothly, “Not to worry, folks. Ulla will be back in a few minutes…I hope,” she muttered under her breath to me and then she hurried off in the direction of the bathroom.
Tara came over to me, concern etched on her face. “Is Ulla sick?”
I frowned. “I’m not sure. It seemed that way. I think I’ll go check on her as well.” I hurried down the hall, and I could hear Tara saying to the remaining people, “Don’t worry, Ulla will be back shortly. In the meantime, there’s plenty of goodies at our café.” As I passed the side door it suddenly swung open and Savannah breezed in. Her gaze swept me up and down. “You look concerned. Is something wrong?”
“Ulla didn’t feel well. She went to the bathroom to splash some cold water on her face. She doesn’t have high blood pressure, does she?”
“One twenty over eighty since I’ve known her. Her pressure’s fine. She just manages to raise other people’s.” Savannah said, and then she frowned. “How bad is she? I wonder if I should call Ken.”
“He’s not here?”
Savannah shook her head. “He and his wife left about fifteen minutes ago.” Her lips twisted into a wry smile. “Neither one of them looked very happy. Man, would I love to be a fly on the ceiling of that Mercedes. Come to think of it, he might appreciate an interruption.”
Savannah put the phone to her ear and moved off. I shifted the tray in my arms and was just about to enter the playroom when the bathroom door banged open and Wendy emerged, pale and wide-eyed.
“Someone call nine-one-one,” she shouted. “Something’s terribly wrong with Ulla. I-I don’t think she’s breathing.”

Praise for the Book
“The author provides plenty of suspects for you to dish about their suspicious behaviors and activities, and the finale is a whopper of a reveal!” ~ Linda Langford at Chatting About Cozies
“This was a highly enjoyable cozy mystery. I loved how this book was perfect if you are an animal/cat lover.” ~ Dani, Touch My Spine Book Reviews
“This was a quick fun read that will appeal to mystery lovers.” ~ Kristi
Death by a Whisker is the 2nd book in the enjoyable cozy mystery series. The story is well told and the plot kept me guessing.” ~ Lisa Morin
Death by a Whisker is a fast-paced, enjoyable read that will have the audience yelling for more. It is highly recommended to anyone who loves animals, town gossip and stories that keep them guessing.” ~ The Cozy Review

Guest Post by the Author
Cats Make Great Detectives, Too!
As a writer of cozy mysteries featuring extremely communicative cats (Nick in the Nick and Nora Mystery series, debut December 2014, Toby in the Cat Rescue series, debut March 2016), I must confess to being partial to mysteries that feature cats! (Not that I don’t like dogs, or give dogs equal time, I do, I do! But when you own a twenty-two-pound blogging cat, your loyalties are naturally going to gravitate toward the feline end!)
Here are a few of my favorite feline cozies!
Magical Cats Mystery series by Sofie Kelly
This series centers around Kathleen Paulson, a librarian from Boston, and two stray cats with special powers, Owen and Hercules, in fictional Mayville Heights, Minnesota. Kathleen has moved to Mayville Heights from Boston after her fiancée marries a waitress after an argument, and ends up adopting two strays, a tabby named Owen and a tuxedo named Hercules. Turns out the cats have magical powers: Owen can turn invisible and Hercules can walk through walls! Which provides quite a bit of humor! There is also a bit of romance in the form of uptight detective Marcus Gordon. Plenty of quirky characters and homespun charm! Kathleen finds herself a murder suspect in the first volume setting up the romantic tension between herself and Detective Gordon for future adventures.
In my favorite entry, Final Catcall, Kathleen’s ex-boyfriend Andrew shows up, desperate to win her back, but Kathleen’s unsure just where she stands with Detective Marcus. And when a local theatre festival relocates to Mayville Heights and its insufferable director is found shot, Kathleen (and her cats) are in the thick of a puzzling mystery once again.
The latest in the series, Faux Paw, revolves around the arrival of an art exhibition at the Mayville Heights library. Thanks to the overbearing curator and high-tech security system that comes with it, Kathleen’s life has been completely disrupted. Even Owen and Hercules have been affected, since their favorite human doesn’t seem to have a spare moment to make their favorite fish crackers or listen to Barry Manilow. But when Kathleen stops by the library late one night and finds the curator sprawled on the floor - and the exhibition’s most valuable sketch missing - it’s suddenly time to canvass a crime scene.
The charm of this series lies in the quirkiness of its main characters and, of course, the two cats with their seemingly supernatural abilities. A great series!
Cat in the Stacks Mystery series by Miranda James
Set in the fictional town of Athena, Mississippi, the action centers around librarian Charlie Harris and his Maine Coon cat, Diesel. Diesel is quite large for his size, but very lovable, and Charlie walks him on a leash and takes him pretty much everywhere he goes. Unlike the cats in the Magical Cats Mystery series, Diesel is more of a sidekick for Charlie than an active participant in the mystery solving – although he does lend a paw from time to time. The series has many charming characters, some of which have even been put into a spin-off series by James. My favorite is The Silence of the Library, which revolves around a library exhibit to honor YA novelists – in particular, one octogenarian, Electra Barnes Cartwright, the author of the beloved Veronica Thane series. Once news of the author’s appearance goes viral, another rumor surfaces – that of five unpublished manuscripts – drawing out one rabid fan who will stop at nothing short of murder to get hold of the rare books. Series book devotees will find the references and facts about actual series books interspersed throughout the book interesting, and it adds to the mystery. Charlie and Diesel should be around entertaining us for many years to come.
The latest in the series, No Cats Allowed, has Charlie facing trouble at the workplace. The new library director, Elwyn Dillard, is a brash, unfriendly Yankee who’s on a mission to cut costs - and his first targets are the archive and the rare book collection. Dillard quickly raises the hackles of everyone on staff, including Charlie’s fiery friend Melba - whom Dillard wants to replace with someone younger. But his biggest offense is declaring all four-legged creatures banned from the stacks. With enemies aplenty, the suspect list is long when Dillard’s body is discovered in the library. But things take a turn for the worse when a threatening e-mail throws suspicion on Melba, and Charlie and Diesel have to put in overtime to clear her!
Mrs. Murphy Mystery series by Rita Mae Brown (& Sneaky Pie Brown)
What can you say about a mystery series co-authored by a cat? The first adventure, Wish You Were Here, published in 1991, introduced us to Mary Minor Haristeen (aka Harry) and her constant companions, Mrs. Murphy, a tabby and Tucker, a Welsh Corgi. Harry is the postmistess of the town of Crozet, Virginia, a job that puts her in an excellent to figure out who is murdering, in ghastly fashion, various pillars of her community. Postcards are sent to a wealthy contractor shortly before parts of his body are found in a cement mixer and then to a storeowner whose corpse, tied to a railroad track, is cut in three parts by the express. The cards alert Harry and friends to a plot that will take more lives before they discover the treasure that inspires the violence. Quirky is the middle name of most of the characters in this long-running series, and Brown always gives a brief rundown of all the characters at the beginning of each book, apparently to keep readers from becoming confused at the large cast.
My pick of the series is The Litter of the Law. Autumn has descended and crops are being harvested all over Crozet, Virginia, ideal conditions for a scenic drive for Harry and husband Fair. Bucolic views are all well and good, but Harry’s nose for trouble leads her straight to a cornfield’s macabre scarecrow - an all too real murder victim that frightens all but the noisy crows! Nothing, however, frightens the irrepressible Mrs. Murphy, because we all know that while it’s Harry who receives the credit for the crime solving, it’s really Mrs. Murphy and her friends, Pewter the cat and Tucker the dog, who are the real detectives!
Nick and Nora Mystery series by T. C. LoTempio
And while I don’t like to toot my own horn, I feel I’d be remiss if I didn’t give a brief shout out to my own series. First is the Nick and Nora Mystery series. Nora Charles is an ex-true crime reporter who leaves her high pressure job on a Chicago newspaper to return to her hometown of Cruz, California, to take over her late mother’s specialty sandwich shop. Along the way she makes the acquaintance of a tubby tuxedo cat she names Nick. Nick belonged to a PI who may or may not be dead, and the cat seems to have extraordinary abilities of his own. He’s remarkably adept at sniffing out a clue, and he can spell them out with his favorite toy, Scrabble tiles! The first book in the series is Meow If It’s Murder.
Cat Rescue Mystery series by T. C. LoTempio
Then there is Toby in the Cat Rescue Mystery series. Toby might not spell out clues for his human, Syd McCall, but he’s very adept at pointing her in the right direction and in the latest, Death by a Whisker, even manages to rescue her from a tight situation.
I hope that you’ll be inclined to try one of these wonderful mysteries. And there are more, lots more to come!

About the Author
While Toni Lotempio does not commit – or solve – murders in real life, she has no trouble doing it on paper. Her lifelong love of mysteries began early on when she was introduced to her first Nancy Drew mystery at age 10 – The Secret in the Old Attic. She (and Rocco, albeit he’s uncredited) pen the Nick and Nora Mystery series from Berkley Prime Crime and the Cat Rescue Mystery series from Crooked Lane. She, Rocco, and company make their home in Clifton, New Jersey, just twenty minutes from the Big Apple – New York.




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Wednesday, October 18, 2017

"Cold as Ice" by Julie Mulhern

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Cold as Ice
(The Country Club Murders Book 6)
by Julie Mulhern

Cold as Ice (The Country Club Murders Book 6) by Julie Mulhern

Cold as Ice is the sixth book in Julie Mulhern's Country Club Murders series set in the 1970s. Also available: The Deep End (read my blog post), Guaranteed to Bleed, Clouds in My Coffee, Send in the Clowns, and Watching the Detectives (read my blog post).

The Country Club Murders by Julie Mulhern

Cold as Ice is currently on tour with Great Escapes Book Tours. The tour stops here today for a guest post by the author, an excerpt, and a giveaway. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.


Description
Ellison Russell’s life resembles a rollercoaster ride. And rollercoasters make her ill. Her daughter Grace has a crush on a boy Ellison doesn’t trust and she’s taken to hosting wild parties when Ellison goes out for the evening. Worse, the bank which represents Grace’s inheritance from her father may be in trouble.
When a meeting with the chef at the country club leads to the discovery of a body, Ellison can’t afford cold feet. She must save the bank, find the killer, and convince Grace (and herself) that powerful women don’t need men to rescue them.

Excerpt
Check out the Guest Post by the Author (below) to read an excerpt and the inspiration behind it.

Praise for the Book
"I loved that the book takes place in 1974 when there were no cell phones, computers, etc. It was a nice change of pace. I am looking forward to reading the other books in this series, but do not feel that I was missing any important information because I hadn't. This book can definitely stand alone and I truly enjoyed it." ~ Sunny
"This is the first book I have read by Julie Mulhern and certainly won't be the last. I now need to go back to the first book in the Country Club mystery series and read them in order. Ellison is a typical seventies mom, a widow with a typical teenage daughter. Great story, fast paced, funny and a dead body." ~ sonnysmom
"This was the first book in the series I have read but it will not be the last! The characters were quite entertaining and the whodunit was very well written. I will certainly read the previous books in the series now, and look forward to reading the next in the series." ~ Karen Kenyon
"Every Country Club Murder is better than the last. I read this one in an afternoon; there was no stopping this story. I can't wait for the next one, because Anarchy." ~ G. Smith
"Julie Mulhern keeps honing her craft as a writer. I enjoy each of her Country Club mystery series installments more than the pervious. Her books are funny, well written and you can't put them down. When reading one of Mulhern's books, I keep telling myself, 'Just one more page' until I'm at the end, and I've lost a night's sleep. Cold as Ice is her best yet!" ~ Charlotte Wilson

Guest Post by the Author
Excerpt from Cold as Ice and My Inspiration for the Scene
If, by chance, you’re the parent of a teenager, I hope your son or daughter is an angel - the kind of adolescent who does their homework without being asked, the kind that empties the dishwasher because there are clean dishes inside and not because you nagged, the kind who never misses curfew and never considered having a party.
I did not raise angels. On the upside, my girls give me lots of inspiration. One of them (I won’t tell which one) inspired this scene in Cold as Ice.
Anarchy slowed the car to a crawl. I looked for the house flooded with lights and people.
Mine.
I was hosting an enormous party.
And if the police cars and scattering teenagers and empty beer cans littering my lawn were any indication, the party was a good one.
“She’s grounded until she’s thirty.”
Anarchy snorted and pulled into the drive, parking at the bottom. The rest of the driveway was already filled with haphazardly parked vehicles.
I didn’t wait for Anarchy to open my door. I was out of the car before he’d even turned off the ignition.
I charged up the drive in full Mother mode. Four friends to spend the night? Where was Grace? When I was done with her she’d wish for Mother.
“Ma’am?” A uniformed officer actually thought he could stop me.
My steps didn’t slow. “My house.”
He wisely got out of my way.
I pushed on the front door. It didn’t budge.
Apparently the teenagers who remained in my house had decided their best course of action was to lock the door and wait out the police.
Too bad for the geniuses behind the door, I had a key. I inserted the gold Schlage and turned. The door swung open onto a world gone mad.
A mob of children holding beer cans stared at me with horrified expressions on their young faces. “Smokin’ in the Boys’ Room” blared from the stereo in the family room, loud enough for me to feel the bass rumble through the floor. The boys’ room wasn’t the only place people were smoking. Far too many children held cigarettes. My house smelled like a dive bar.
I stepped inside. “Where. Is. Grace?”
No one said a word.
“Out.” I pointed toward the front yard.
No one moved.
I let my gaze travel. “I know who you are.” I’d known most of the kids in my front hall since they learned to toddle. “If you’re not out of here in one minute, I’ll call your fathers.” I paused, slowing my voice to deadly intent. “And send them bills for this mess.”
The little delinquents flew out the door.
I felt a presence at my back and glanced over my shoulder. Anarchy stood behind me. “Wow.” His voice was mild.
Wow? Maybe that was an appropriate response for a homicide detective who was accustomed to witnessing gruesome crime scenes, but as the unexpected hostess for this party, the words scrolling through my brain were much stronger. My fingers curved into talons and I stalked forward. At least thirty teenagers still lingered in the living room. And why wouldn’t they? That was where most of the liquor was—had been. A group of five or six kids were spinning an empty bottle of eighteen-year-old Glenfiddich. The bottle had not been empty when I left.
They saw me and leapt from the floor.
“Out.” I pointed toward the door.
Maybe it was the look on my face. Maybe it was the police detective standing behind me. They ran.
I strode toward the kitchen. The island was cluttered with empty beer cans and glasses doing double duty as ashtrays. Three boys perused the contents of my refrigerator, a fourth pumped a keg.
The growl in my throat was visceral.
“Ellison, keep everything in perspective. No one’s dead.”
“Yet.” Maybe not the smartest thing to say to a homicide detective.

About the Author
Julie Mulhern
Julie Mulhern is the USA Today bestselling author of The Country Club Murders. She is a Kansas City native who grew up on a steady diet of Agatha Christie. She spends her spare time whipping up gourmet meals for her family, working out at the gym, and finding new ways to keep her house spotlessly clean - and she's got an active imagination. Truth is - she's an expert at calling for take-out, she grumbles about walking the dog, and the dust bunnies under the bed have grown into dust lions.





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Enter the giveaway for a chance to win one of five ebook copies of The Deep End by Julie Mulhern (US only).

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Tuesday, June 13, 2017

"Treble at the Jam Fest" by Leslie Budewitz

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Treble at the Jam Fest
(Food Lovers' Village Mysteries Book 4)
by Leslie Budewitz

Treble at the Jam Fest (Food Lovers' Village Mysteries Book 4) by Leslie Budewitz

Treble at the Jam Fest is the fourth book in the Food Lovers' Village Mysteries by Leslie Budewitz. Also available: Death al Dente, Crime Rib, and Butter Off Dead.

Death al Dente by Leslie BudewitzCrime Rib by Leslie Budewitz

  
Treble at the Jam Fest is currently on tour with Great Escapes Virtual Book Tours. The tour stops here today for a guest post by the author, an excerpt, and a giveaway. Please be sure to visit the other tour stops as well.


Description
Erin Murphy, manager of Murphy’s Mercantile (aka the Merc), is tuning up for Jewel Bay’s annual Jazz Festival. Between keeping the Merc’s shelves stocked with Montana’s tastiest local fare and hosting the festival’s kick-off concert, Erin has her hands full.
Discord erupts when jazz guitarist Gerry Martin is found dead on the rocks above the Jewel River. The one-time international sensation had fallen out of sync with festival organizers, students, and performers. Was his death an accident - or did someone even the score?
Despite the warning signs to not get involved, Erin investigates. And when the killer attacks, she orchestrates her efforts into one last crescendo, hoping to avoid a deadly finale.

Excerpt
Click below to read an excerpt.


Praise for the Book
"Settle in for a cozy read but be prepared to want to read the next book to find out what happens next." ~ Laura’s Interests
"I truly enjoy the creativity the author shows in developing festivals for the town. I especially liked the Jazz Festival theme used for this book since it’s one of my favorite types of music to listen to while reading and enjoying a glass of wine." ~ Cinnamon, Sugar, and a Little Bit of Murder
"They are a family of strong women with their own thoughts and opinions. It was interesting to watch their family dynamics weave into the rest of the story." ~ A Cozy Experience
"I stayed up more than a little past my bedtime because I just had to finish the book and find out whodunit!" ~ I Wish I Lived In a Library
"Sweet and tart, just like a good strawberry-rhubarb jam, Treble at the Jam Fest is perfect for longtime fans of the series as well as newcomers who aren’t yet sure what to expect." ~ Reading is My SuperPower


Guest Post by the Author
Researching the truth
“It’s fiction, you just make stuff up, right?” readers sometimes say.
No, not really. Because truth matters. I can hardly say otherwise - after all, I’m a lawyer who wrote a book aimed at helping writers get the legal details right in their stories. And frankly, the truth - the odd, the weird, the gut-wrenching, heart-rending, improbable, magnificent truth of life, is what makes it so interesting.
But I’m a novelist, not a historian. And novelists use fiction - made-up stories - to get at the emotional truth of life. To help ourselves and our readers understand this wild, chaotic world a little better. Through the people on the page, we can imagine how we would respond, what we would do, how we would feel. If we’re doing fiction write - er, right - our readers come away entertained, relaxed, and a little more deeply connected to the experience of being human.
None of that happens if we don’t portray a world that’s real enough for our readers to enter easily. It’s a paradox that writers of science fiction and fantasy confront every day: Though they are creating worlds that do not exist, they must provide enough detail that readers can identify with the story people and places, creating a relationship of trust so that readers believe them when they describe the hierarchy of sensate interconnection on the 4th planet in the Carnuvian galaxy of the Dionysian solar system. (And no, I don’t know what that means, either.)
But it’s just as true in the more recognizable worlds like the village in NW Montana where my Food Lovers’ Village Mysteries take place. Besides, research is fun.
So when I started planning Treble at the Jam Fest, the 4th in the series (June 8, 2017, Midnight Ink), it wasn’t enough to imagine the spot where the victim died. (Not a spoiler, I promise!) Mr. Right and I took along our favorite trail. Here? No, too many trees, not enough rocks. Here? Maybe. What about here? Ah, just right. (The trail was busy that sunny day, and we had to keep our voices low as we plotted. We still giggle about it.)
The Jewel Bay Jazz Festival - the “jam fest” of the title - is based on a guitar festival held close by. Mr. Right is a student, attending workshops with amazing artists from around the world by day, and all week, we revel in music at the evening concert, along with 600 of our closest friends under a giant tent in a pasture at the local guest ranch. (You can visit the ranch in Crime Rib, 2nd in the series.) So though I changed the music to jazz, moved the concerts into the village, and rescheduled it, I called on my memories and observations of sights, sounds, tastes, and talk.
Phrases like “sound check” and “green room”. What kind of guitar would young phee-nom Gabby Drake play? A Gibson L-200, like Emmylou Harris plays, a smaller version of the famous J-200. And what kind of cash could the estranged wife of a student get for that 1964 Gibson ES 330 of his, one of the finest hollow-bodies ever made? He never plays it, anyway.
Every character has a backstory. Some come from worlds where I’m a stranger. What roles did Gabby’s mother sing in the chorus of the Metropolitan Opera? What kind of financial scam ruined her father? Would his fingerprints be in the system? What were they eating that looked so good when Erin, my main character, spotted them in the Irish pub in Pondera with the owner of a local art gallery? (Pon-duh-RAY, in case your research hasn’t taken you that far.)
I draw maps. I sketch out floor plans of the Merc and Le Panier, the French bakery next door, and of Erin’s cabin and the Orchard, the house where she grew up. I tear pages from catalogs with outfits she and her mother, Fresca, might wear. What about Erin’s blue bag and her red boots? Lou Mary, the new sales clerk, loves big, bold jewelry. Hmm, like what? (I’ve tacked a few of those images on my Pinterest board for the series - take a peek.)
Of course, the best part of research is the food. My characters are as obsessed with it as I am, and each book includes recipes so you can create the festival food and other dishes at home. I promise you, every recipe is thoroughly tested in my own kitchen, and if it doesn’t get two thumbs up, it never sees the page. (And if you love food and mystery, too, please drop by Mystery Lovers' Kitchen, where I’m one of 9 authors cooking up crime and recipes.)
Because fiction, like truth, lives in the details.

About the Author
Leslie Budewitz is the author of the Food Lovers’ Village Mysteries and the Spice Shop Mysteries and the first author to win Agatha Awards for both fiction and nonfiction. She lives in northwest Montana with her husband, a musician and doctor of natural medicine, and their cat Ruff, a cover model and avid bird-watcher.




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Enter the tour-wide giveaway for a chance to win one of two print copies of Treble at the Jam Fest by Leslie Budewitz (US only).

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