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The Stiletto Gang is a group blog full of traditional and indie published romance and mystery authors talking about writing, life, and how hard it is to find a new way to kill someone. Each day of the week features a new author. We keep our monthly blogging schedule posted in the sidebar. and we invite you to follow us on Facebook and/or sign up for daily blog alerts.
CHANGES—BIG AND SMALL
/in Uncategorized/by Kay KendallBy Kay Kendall A few times during my many years, I’ve reached a level of calm stability. My home life and work are nicely balanced. My near and dear ones are healthy and reasonably happy. All seems well. When I realize I’m in this condition, then I think, ah, this is great. Once this stability […]
Oh, Boy, Doing Income Tax Makes Me Wonder by Marilyn Meredith
/in Uncategorized/by The Stiletto GangI’ve always done my own income tax even back when I had to do it by hand on all the forms. No I do it using Turbo Tax, much easier. I have to admit, I keep up with my income from writing and what I’ve spend at least montly, so it’s not such a chore […]
The Courtesy Strategy
/in Uncategorized/by Paula Benson2015 Celebrity Apprentice Cast with Donald Trump I don’t watch many reality shows, but Donald Trump’s The Apprentice has always fascinated me. When it first premiered, with non-celebrities participating, I followed the program until Bill Rancic won the initial challenge. Each episode, I remained glued to the screen. Then, afterward, I would berate myself for […]
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/in Uncategorized/by DebraI Don’t Want to Blog Today by Debra H. Goldstein I don’t want to blog today. Plain and simple – I’m tired, cranky, out of ideas, and grumpy (is that the same as cranky?). I want to be snowed in so nothing will prevent me from lighting a fire, covering myself with Joel’s Alabama afghan, […]
Goldfish Brain
/in Uncategorized/by Bethany Mainesby Bethany Maines I’m monumentally bad at dates. The Christmas after I got married my mother-in-law got a new pair of sneakers and she said, “Oh, I wish I’d had these on XX of some-month-Bethany-doesn’t remember.” And I said, “Really? What happened on that date?” And they all stared at me because it turned out […]