The Mapleton Mysteries

The Mapleton Mysteries

We had half a foot of snow, give or take, over the weekend. I was waiting to hear from a contact to make sure I had my facts right—or as right as they are in my fiction—and figured it would be several months before I’d finish the current WIP. The writing had been going gangbusters for the past week, but I bumped into one of those brick walls. The wall I hit in every book, and although I know I’ll break through it, I was spinning in six directions at once when I was moving...