Publication day for The Weird Sisters is finally here! This has been such a long time coming and there have been so many steps to the process, it’s only just starting to feel real. I can’t even begin to count my blessings. The Weird Sisters has been: named one of Amazon’s Best Books of the Month for January named one of Barnes & Noble’s Best Books of the Month for…
Deb Meredith will be at Maracuja in Williamsburg, Brooklyn (279 Grand Street, between Roebling and Havemayer) doing a reading/fundraiser for Friends of the Williamsburgh Library tonight at 5 PM. Meredith is excited about her review in Mystery Scene magazine which called Posed for Murder a “solid debut” with “a fascinating premise”. And she also liked her review at http://www.frontstreetreviews.com/ which says I “could become a force to be reckoned with…
Deb Meredith has three events in Brooklyn this week–a joint reading with Brian Wiprud at Word Bookstore in Greenpoint on March 10 at 7:30 PM, a “Night of Murder, Mayhem… And Art” at The Front Room Gallery (147 Roebling Street) in Williamsburg on Friday, March 13 at 7 PM, and an event put on by the Friends of the Williamsburgh Library on Sunday, March 15 at 5 PM. And on…
I start Posed for Murder with an art opening for Lydia McKenzie at the Bulan Gallery in Williamsburg. This is kind of funny because I just had the book launch equivalent last night at Partners & Crime in New York city. Luckily, there was wine and food, there were great people, and there were no murders. I even sold some books, which is better than poor Lydia with her murder…
Pity the man who looks like Charles Manson. Because no matter if he’s a perfectly sane accountant from Dubuque with 2.5 children, a wife and a home in the suburbs, most everyone will snap to judgment that he’s an crazed maniac with murder on his mind. Perhaps the thing about Manson that set him apart was that maniacal glint in his eye, the glint that translated into the suggestion of…
I am in New York city, and it is a balmy 55 degrees. Now, I come from Florida, so I’m used to 85 degree weather at this time of year, but it feels like spring has started to seep into my brain. Why? My faithful assistant Ashley and I have hatched a scheme: We’re planning on kidnapping Deb Eileen at 5 am tomorrow morning, dressing her up in a strapless…
