Something’s Knot Kosher
by Mary Marks
Something’s Knot Kosher
(A Quilting Mystery)
4th in Series
Kensington (June 28, 2016)
Mass Market Paperback: 288 pages
E-Book ASIN: B0165HUVWS
Funerals can be patchy affairs for Martha Rose and her close-knit circle of friends–especially in the case of a missing body. . .
When Birdie Watson’s husband Russell is killed during a bank robbery, Martha just wants to support her grieving friend. But en route to the burial plot in Oregon, Martha makes a harrowing discovery about the casket’s contents–instead of Russell, she finds an unidentified man. Now Martha and her quilting klatch can’t rest in peace until they unspool the truth behind the macabre mix up. . .
I love Mary’s books and this one is a sure fire crowd pleasure. Martha is up to her eyes balls with someone else in the casket of Birdies husband. It is not Russell in there but some other man. Now Martha and her gang have to find out who is is and where is Russell.
I have to admit there were some laugh out moments with Martha and her friends. Mary knows how to draw the reader into the book. You feel like you are right there with Martha trying to figure out what is going on. A great series everyone should try.
MY SECRET CONFESSION
There’s something you ought to know about me. Contrary what you’d expect from a published author, I am not a voracious reader. I want to be, but there’s something in my brain that keeps me from focusing. It’s been there ever since I can remember.
I grew up in a household where there was never enough money for food, and certainly not for books. But there was a public library a mile away. So every other Saturday I’d walk with my little brother and his red Radio Flyer wagon to the place where you didn’t need money, only a library card.
Up the stairs and into the building, my brother headed straight for the picture books. I’d go to the shelves and stare at rows of well-used volumes with scuffed hard covers and wonderful titles like “Dr. Doolittle and the Secret Lake” by Hugh Lofting, and “The Patchwork Girl of Oz,” by L. Frank Baum. I loved the smell of that place; a mixture of old paper and glue.
We’d check out the maximum of ten books each and haul them back home in the red wagon. “This time,” I thought, “I’ll really read them.” But every time I opened a book my mind wandered and the struggle to focus on the words defeated me. I could read them and understand them, but they had no power to hold me. When the books were due two weeks later, I returned them unread to the library and the frustrating cycle began again.
The problem was not intellectual. I was a very smart kid who had been propelled a year ahead. The year I was supposed to enter kindergarten, I had no shoes, so my mother kept me home. When I began the first grade, I learned to read in a week. Back in the 1940s the only way educators knew how to deal with gifted children was to advance them a grade. So I became a third grader after only one year.
Studying was nearly impossible, but because of my excellent memory, I made it through high school and the university. My grades were passable, but nobody would ever mistake me for a scholar. Nevertheless, I have managed to read books through the decades since, just not thousands of them.
So if focusing on words is difficult for me, how did I become a writer?
I draw on a rich internal world filled with a lifetime of experience; enhanced by imagination and a quirky outlook on life. When I’m in that world I can make anything happen with words. My own words. Not someone else’s.
But it took me forever to get to this place. My very first book was published when I was 70 years old. I am now 73 with a fourth book just published and a fifth on the way. My younger self would never have imagined me here. Becoming a writer was just too lofty a goal. So I’d like to leave you with a word or two of encouragement.
No matter what the obstacles are in your life, it’s never too late to pursue a dream. Don’t think you have to conform to some preconceived notion of who you should be, or what your limits are. Sometimes the most unexpected things happen if you close your eyes, take a deep breath, and open yourself to new possibilities.
About the Author
Born and raised in Los Angeles and the San Francisco Bay Area, Mary Marks earned a B.A. in Anthropology from UCLA and an M.A. in Public Administration from the American Jewish University in Los Angeles. In 2004 she enrolled in the UCLA Extension Writers Program. Her first novel, Forget Me Knot, was a finalist in a national writing competition in 2011. She is currently a reviewer of cozy mysteries for The New York Journal of Books at www.nyjournalofbooks.com.
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