Hey there. Okay, so I’m finally getting there re “Forever Poi”, which got me to thinking about my next post. Should it be on marketing? Promo plans? Hopes and dreams re the fourth Triple Threat Investigation Agency book and the series?
All sound fine, and I can certainly put pen to paper—er, fingers to keyboard—for any one of them. The question is: can I [truly] do any marketing or promotion, given what’s happening in my life right now? Maybe. If I could survive on two hours of sleep a day. <LOL>
So, that got me to thinking some more (yeah, it did prove a little taxing on the ol’ gray matter) and that took me back to where it all began—i.e. what got me started loving and writing mysteries. Nancy Drew.
Remember her? She was a young detective who resided in River Heights. Well-to-do, she had a supportive father, who was also a lawyer, and a kindly housekeeper who provided motherly support. Nancy solved mysteries around the globe with best friends, Bess and George. The two were cousins, but polar opposites. While Bess was timid and leaned toward pudgy (the way I remember), George was athletic and, as her name suggested, a tomboy. Nancy’s beau was Ned Nickerson. Let’s see if memory prevails. Dave was Bess’ boyfriend and . . . right, Burt was George’s.
My first Nancy Drew mystery, which will always hold a very fond place in my heart was The Haunted Showboat. I can still visualize the murky, marshy bayou, hear the birds in the twisting branches and creatures clambering in the foliage, and smell the molding wood and dense vegetation. . . . What an awesome journey back in time this is turning out to be.
I just took a gander re Showboat and learned it was the 35th book in the series. Spunky Nancy first appeared in 1930 (who’d have guessed she dated back that far?). As a bit of FYI trivia, publisher Edward Stratemeyer featured her in a series as a “counterpart” to the Hardy Boys (which I also read, but with less zeal).
Carolyn Keene wrote all the books, but the name was actually a pseudonym for several authors. “She”, by the by, also penned the Dana Girls mystery series. Oddly, I never really got into them, though I did regularly play the Dana Girls board game with a friend. OMG—recall/flashback! I’d forgotten all about those days.
Thank you, Nancy, for setting me on the path to writing mysteries. I couldn’t have done it without you. . . . And thank you, followers, for allowing me to travel back and share a period of my life that was genuinely enjoyable.