Many people say my line of work is an old-fashioned one, but I suppose that’s part of the “charm,” really. People are still nostalgic for the image of the sleepy little suburban house with flowers on the windowsill and a bottle of milk on the doorstep.
That, however, doesn’t explain one of my frequent stops. Every morning, I drive to these steps, where I find two empty bottles and payment for the last morning’s milk. I collect them before placing two milk bottles on the last step before the staircase of concrete enters the sea.
I sometimes tell myself work is work and I shouldn’t question these things, but often on the way to the next order, I have attempted to rationalise it. Someone lives nearby and wants to convince themselves to walk by the sea in the mornings. Someone wants to have a bowl of cereal or a cup of coffee while watching the waves.
If either of those explanations were true, it did not explain this one morning. After I placed down the bottles and ascended, I heard a slurp and turned around to see a large wet spot where the milk used to be.

Long time no see! We haven't posted in a while, but it's not because we weren't hard at work.

We displayed our wares at the Wiregrass Barnes & Noble Local Author Event in May, and in June we helped present a Sisters in Crime event in Sarasota.

We also have an intern this summer, Darby, who is assisting us with with publications coming out later this year. Her help is especially welcome now, since Gwen and I are finishing up our first novel together. Expect more details and a cover reveal in the months to come.

I know, I know - screw that; when are we opening for submissions again? Well, we will be open for novel subs in October, but we're still discussing how many anthologies to publish this year. There's a lot on our plates. We'll keep you posted.