Why the World Needs a YA Cozy Mystery Series

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When I first dreamed up the Sweet Dreams series, I was so excited to have discovered a truly unique idea. YA cozy mysteries! Brilliant! I knew it would be a hard sell doing it the way I wanted, namely, keeping the books short like the young adult mass market paperbacks I grew up with. In an attempt to persuade a potential agent that I’d been in touch with over the years, and who’d shown consistent interest in my work, I typed up this little sales pitch to go along with my query:

Why the World Needs a YA Cozy Mystery Series

Since the Harry Potter series debuted in the late nineties, books for children have mushroomed in size and grown increasingly dark. These are positive developments that have ushered in books both challenging and validating to teens. Additionally, issues like mental health, drugs, sex, violence, suicide, and parental abuse and neglect are incredibly important and should continue to be explored in depth and with unflinching honesty. Yet teens also deserve lighter fare that offers a short and sweet escape… with no romance required. A cozy mystery series featuring teen sleuths would perfectly fill this void.

In keeping with the norms of the cozy mystery genre, my series Sweet Dreams will have no sex, drugs, abuse, profanity, gratuitous violence or gore. What’s more, it will feature no romantic subplots for the main character, no guns, and no dead/neglectful/abusive parents. So where’s the fun? Not to worry—there will be plenty of MURDER. But the victims will not be teens, nor will the perps. Only adults will suffer in Sweet Dreams, but the suffering will be (mostly) off stage, and anyway, the bad guys will always get caught in the end. It’s a world where our teenage hero (along with her adorable dog) always saves the day and justice is always served, and in 45,000 words or less. What’s not to love? 

In the eighties and nineties we had Sweet Valley High and The Baby-Sitters Club—books you could read in a day, books that didn’t make you work too hard, guilty pleasures you read over and over and loved with all your heart despite of (or because of) their over-the-top and formulaic plots. There are plenty of series like these for middle grade readers, but teenagers looking for a quick, sweet escape have a harder time, and usually the shorter stories available to them are centered on romance. A YA cozy mystery series would appeal to the teen demographic and could very well cross over to loyal cozy mystery readers everywhere who are dying for something different.

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Alas, the agent politely declined. Several other agents showed interest in the first Sweet Dreams entry, Murder by Milkshakerequesting partials and fulls, but two main issues became sticking points: one was the low word count (45k; current industry standard is 55k minimum), and two was the fact it was written in third person (YA is usually in first person). I wasn’t willing to budge on either issue, and believing whole-heartedly in what I’d written above, I decided to release the Sweet Dreams series myself. It’s been an absolute delight.

Click here to purchase Murder by Milkshake (Sweet Dreams #1).

Click here to preorder Pralines and Creamed (Sweet Dreams #2).

Subverting Tropes in YA Fiction

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Tropes are recurring character types and plot devices often specific to a genre or readership. They can be an important part of the genre’s identity and as comforting as a well-worn blanket to devoted readers. Some are non-negotiable; for example, a romance writer would be taking a big risk not to end with a happily ever after. 

That said, we should write the books we want to read, and that often means shaking things up a bit and subverting tropes. When I began writing my young adult cozy mystery series, Sweet Dreams Mysteries, there were several YA tropes I knew right away I wanted to upend. 

Romantic subplot (for the main character)

I can’t remember the last time I read a YA book that didn’t have a romantic subplot for the main character. When I envisioned my MC for Sweet Dreams, she was energetic, ambitious, and head-over-heels in love—with her job. Genevieve is a natural entrepreneur and wholly dedicated to her family’s ice cream shop. If she has time to daydream, she’s not pining over love interests, but creating new recipes. She has a fulfilling life with school, work, and her refreshingly platonic and drama-free friendship with BFF Brandon Summers. When thinking about the YA book I wanted to read, this was what I most needed: a girl who didn’t need a romantic relationship to complete her identity. 

Dead parent(s) (or neglectful/abusive/clueless parents)

This one has been talked about to death (ha), but the trope is still so prevalent in YA fiction. The idea is teens need the adults out of the way so they can solve their own conflicts; therefore, there are many fatal car accidents (I’m guilty of it too). The fortunate parents who manage to survive in YA fiction are usually shockingly clueless or neglectful. For the Sweet Dreams series, I wanted to include a mother who loves her daughter but leaves her in the hands of a very capable father so she can pursue her dream career. As for my MC’s father, he can be a little overprotective at times, but he’s not an oaf, nor is he neglectful. Genevieve manages to solve her own problems perfectly well, even with a loving, well-adjusted dad who cooks her breakfast every morning.

Burning desire to break away from hometown

Maybe it’s my country roots; I grew up in Cheyenne, Wyoming, and spent years waiting tables in truck stops to the tune of country music, which romanticizes the charms of small-town life and strong family bonds. I wanted to write a YA book featuring a teenage main character who loved her hometown and didn’t want to leave. Genevieve is ambitious, but she’s perfectly content channeling her ambitions into the family business. She cherishes the tight-knit community in the small mountain town where she was raised, and when she pictures her future, it looks very much the same—creating new recipes and happily serving customers in Sweet Dreams Ice Cream Parlour. She can’t imagine living farther than a stone’s throw from her father or her beloved Aunt Mellie. So does this make her small minded? Not in my book. 

Bookish main character

I get it; we write what we know, and for most of us what we know is a love for bookstores, libraries, and rainy days curled under a comforter with a hot beverage and a book. But I’m tired of reading this main character. For Sweet Dreams, I instead gave the above qualities to my MC’s BFF, a boy whose parents own a quaint downtown bookstore. Brandon is the bookworm, Brandon is the coffee lover, the quieter one, the one who loves reading on rainy days. Genevieve? She hates reading. She is bored by the very idea of lying idle on an afternoon, she’d rather poke her eyes out than engage in literary analysis, and she is an extrovert to the extreme. Her favorite place to be is not at home but in her brightly lit, cheerful ice cream shop, especially when it’s full of chatty customers. Like most writers I am an introvert through and through; I’d rather be home, I’d rather be reading. But I also get tired of reading about characters like me. 

Check out the first book in the Sweet Dreams series here!

Sweet Surprise: Happy Book Birthday to My Debut Cozy Mystery!

Today I am THRILLED to announce the publication of my debut cozy mystery, Murder by MilkshakeIf the title seems familiar, that’s because I first published it in installments years ago on Amazon’s serialized story platform, Kindle Vella. Murder by Milkshake did well on Vella—in seven weeks it earned more than my traditionally published book earned in seven years—but I always imagined it as a mass market paperback (and ebook, of course!). Today, that dream comes true.

The idea for the Sweet Dreams series goes back to the winter of 2019. Back then I was reading a lot of cozy mysteries, and also a lot of young adult fiction. It occured to me these two categories could be combined. Most YA at the time was pretty dark; the only lighthearted options tended to be romance. There were dark academia mysteries, and plenty of thrillers and horror, but nothing like a Scooby-Doo type mystery—something short and sweet, a little silly, and a lot of fun.

I started scribbling down ideas for a series that would feature a sprightly teenage heroine, her bookish best friend, and their charming small mountain town in northern Arizona. The teenage characters would solve crimes when not at school or working at their parents’ respective downtown shops.

The boy’s shop, I knew, would be a bookstore with a cafe, but I wasn’t sure about my main character. She was spirited, cheerful, energetic, and definitely not bookish. I considered a 50s-style diner, or a quirky antique store. And then, later that year, my daughter got her first job—at Baskin Robbins. She looked so cute in her pink uniform hat, and she always came home smelling like ice cream and waffle cones. So I gave my main character an ice cream shop, and I called it Sweet Dreams. 

Like I’ve said before, I have never had as much fun writing a book as this one. Obviously it is very different from my usual work, which is literary in nature and melancholy in tone. Cozy mysteries in contrast are bubbly, plot-driven, humorous, and fun. It’s been a blast switching gears and writing commercial fiction, and I hope you enjoy reading this book as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. If you do, you’re in luck, because the next entry in the Sweet Dreams series comes out in October!

Get your copy of Murder by Milkshake here.

Read My New Essay in Five Minute Lit

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My children are much older now than when I started writing motherhood essays, but the milestones continue. Here’s my latest for Five Minute Lit, on navigating the spaces left behind when a child leaves home.

Also, congratulations to Allie, who won the Reader Review giveaway hosted by Women on Writing this month! Nearly 1,000 readers entered to win a signed copy of What Was Never There. I honestly wasn’t expecting such a great response to a collection of literary short stories and am very thankful.

And finally, I have an exciting bookish update posting here in a week or two, so keep an eye out…

Read the Reviews for What Was Never There, and Enter the Giveaway!

The reviews are in, and I couldn’t be happier at the reader response to What Was Never There! I am so appreciative of each and every reviewer who took the time to read this collection and generously write about it.

Check out the highlights on Women on Writing, and while you’re at it, be sure to enter the giveaway for a print copy of the book.

For those of you who prefer ebooks, you can grab a free copy on Kindle now through Sunday.

As always, it’s been a pleasure working with the ladies over at Women on Writing, especially my long-time tour manager and all-around wonderful human, Crystal Casavant-Otto. We’re joining forces again in September for a full tour of my debut cozy mystery, so stay tuned!

In the meantime, thanks again for helping me celebrate the release of What Was Never There. Many of these stories have been with me a long time, and it’s meant a lot to me to be able to share them with you.

The Fourth Wall—Ten Years Later

This month marks the ten-year anniversary of The Fourth Wall. In honor of the occasion, I reread my debut novel for the first time since 2018. It was an illuminating experience—so much time had passed, it felt like I was reading someone else’s book. Like when you read old diary entries and remember the person who wrote them, but only from a great distance. 

From that distance, I am grateful to find that The Fourth Wall remains a book I am proud to have written. I’m indebted to WiDo Publishing for doing an outstanding job, not only with edits, but with aesthetics. Although the cover has always been gorgeous to me, now that I know a thing or two about book formatting (and all the ways it can go wrong), I am equally impressed with the book’s beautiful interior design. It was a pleasure to read.

I remember the anxieties and doubts I felt when The Fourth Wall was published. It didn’t matter that I had a traditional book contract, it didn’t matter that it had good reviews. Or maybe it did matter, just not enough. I was full of insecurities and somehow more embarrassed than proud of my achievement. Out of a sense of obligation to my publisher I did the necessary things, like media interviews and a traditional bookstore launch, but I didn’t enjoy them as much as I should have.

Yet when I look back at my younger self, it’s with fondness and understanding. I was still in my thirties then, still modest to a fault, still under the thumb of imposter syndrome before I knew what that was. Somewhere in my forties I figured things out and learned to work through the worst of my self-sabatoging tendencies.

If The Fourth Wall were published today, would my efforts to promote it look different? Definitely. Would I change the past if I could? No. I love where I’m at now. I love the restless, winding path that brought me here and the books I’ve written along the way. 

And I’m glad it all started with this one.

Changing Hands Bookstore, Tempe, June 2014

Tucson Festival of Books, March 2015

Launch Interview for What Was Never There!

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I’m over at The Muffin today, where my long-time tour manager, Crystal Casavant-Otto, is kicking off the reviews tour for my short story collection, What Was Never There

You can sign up for the Reader Review event and receive a print copy, plus the chance to win a $25 Amazon gift card, or you can just enjoy the interview!

As always, thanks for reading.

What Was Never There is Going on Tour

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What Was Never There is going on tour! Beginning May 3rd, tune in to Women on Writing for giveaways, interviews, and reviews on my winter release, a collection of literary short stories. 

Although What Was Never There was published a year and a half after The House on Linden Way, it felt too soon to do a full blog tour, particularly since I’m doing one for my next release, Murder by Milkshake, later this year.

Still, I feel I neglected my short story collection a little. I published it at the end of 2023 and then promptly moved on to preparations for my cozy mystery series. I’d planned on writing several blog posts highlighting the stories in What Was Never There and celebrating its release, but the time warp that is full-time teaching magically transported me from fall to spring, and winter disappeared. 

That’s okay! What Was Never There is a patient book. Like the stories within, it meanders on what my admittedly biased opinion is a beautiful journey through the human experience—from the long hazy nights of a defining childhood summer to the silent and spiraling loneliness of adolescence; from the tender hopes and heartaches of marriage to the crushing anxieties of parenthood; from the fractured recollections and reimagined life of a magical diary to the calm acceptance and gratitude of a life well lived. 

Above all, these stories come down to forgiveness. I am inordinately proud of them, and I can’t wait to celebrate the release of this collection in a pared-down reviews tour beginning next month. See you then?

Happy Spring Break, and Happy Reading!

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Spring is in the air, bringing the scent of orange blossoms, the warmth of sunny afternoons, and a season full of bookish promise. There’s a new Simone St. James’ murder mystery in March, a Stephen King short story collection in May, and another entry in my favorite cozy mystery series in June. I’m looking forward to all of them, but first here’s a look behind at some of the best books I’ve read so far in 2024. 

Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones

My daughter, Abigail, introduced me to the magic of Studio Ghibli several years ago. When she was in high school, her early-out Wednesdays were a chance for us to have some girl time—grabbing coffee and muffins and watching a movie before it was time to pick up her brother from middle school. The first Studio Ghibli movie she wanted me to see was Howl’s Moving Castle, and I was duly impressed with the gorgeous animation and the unique, charming tale. I finally read the book, which is whimsical and wonderful, with a sassier Sophie and a more dramatic (if you can believe that!) Howl. 

Atonement by Ian McEwan

This was a reread, although I cannot recall when I originally read Atonement. Like Howl’s Moving Castle, I saw the movie first. The faithfulness of the adaptation here is stunning; the movie is like a mirror image of the novel, which is as beautiful and intricate as I remember. Ian McEwan’s stories take place so much in his characters’ richly imagined inner worlds; I love the meandering quality of their interior monologues, the precise descriptions of the world around them, and the slow unfolding of the plot. Something different for me this time around was how much more I appreciated Part 2 and Robbie’s fateful journey to Dunkirk.

Dead City by James Ponti

In my second-period reading class there sits a little red-headed girl who is attentive, respectful, and follows all the rules. Imagine my surprise then, when I had to ask her several days in a row to put her book down at the end of silent reading time. Responses included “I’m almost done with this paragraph…” and “Can I just read to the end of the chapter?” When I asked her about the book she couldn’t seem to put down, she launched into an enthusiastic description of a tale involving a middle school girl who fights zombies in New York City. “You should read it,” she added, and so I did. Sure enough, Dead City is utterly delightful. 

Night Shift by Stephen King

It’s always the right time for a Stephen King reread. Like most of King’s classic works, this book is a staple of my adolescence; I remember long days and late nights spent buried in the pages of these stories. Throughout the years I’ve revisited “Children of the Corn” often, but it had been a while since I’d experienced the supernatural horror of “The Mangler,” the understated beauty of “The Last Rung on the Ladder,” or the bloody good fun of “Battleground,” a story in which a professional hitman who kills a toymaker gets ambushed in his apartment by a set of plastic army soldiers. In the words of my bookish sixth-grade student, “You should read it.”

What If I’d Stayed Home?

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It’s a rainy Saturday in February and I’m sitting in my car, in an empty parking lot, with a notebook in my lap. Usually I go to the coffee shop on weekend mornings to write, but today I’m feeling a little under the weather.

I probably should have stayed home, but my habit of leaving the house to write is so deeply ingrained, and the parking lot is just across the street. There’s warm air blowing softly from the vents and the sound of rain pattering down on the windshield.

Maybe I won’t write anything good, but maybe I will.

Maybe I’ll write the sentence that leads me into my next story, and maybe that story will be the best one yet.

Maybe I’ll write a few messy pages that will later need to be reworked several times, but at least I’ll have something to work with.

Maybe I’ll write the outline of an essay that I won’t be ready to draft for another year, maybe two, but it’s a start.

Maybe I’ll write a whole poem, beginning to end, one of those surprising pieces that arrives fully formed and perfect as-is, and maybe I’ll keep that one for myself.

What I won’t do is leave this parking lot without writing anything. Because every time I put pencil to paper and create something good, I wonder, what if I’d chosen not to write today? What if I’d stayed home?

What if I gave up after fifteen minutes of staring out a windshield on a gray and cloudy morning, thinking I had nothing to say?

Then I wouldn’t have this. This sentence, this poem, this beginning.