Shrieking in the night

I'm beginning to wonder if writing murder mysteries is drawing death closer to me. Just the other day, someone living in the house behind me was murdered. The "perp" as those hard-boiled detective people say, probably walked right through my back yard - the police marked his path with red flags and they are still…

Little Rabbit Foo Foo

"running through the forest, scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head..." I'm feeling disconcerted. Angry. A bit scared. Apparently there is someone going through the downtown market here in Ottawa, sneaking up on women, and hitting them on the head.  With a hammer. In the middle of the day. http://www.cbc.ca/canada/ottawa/story/2011/01/10/ottawa-random-assaults-centretown.html?ref=rss The purpose…