Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April in Seventy-five,
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.” -from “Paul Revere’s Ride”
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow-1860
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April in Seventy-five,
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.” -from “Paul Revere’s Ride”
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow-1860
Ariadne Winter is far too busy clawing her way up the journalism ladder to fuss over perfect meringues. Ambitious, driven, and unapologetically career-minded, she has little patience for the domestic ideals so carefully prescribed for women of the 1950s. Fortunately, she isn’t married—yet. In her world, middle-class wives are expected to surrender their professions for aprons and routines, trading ambition for spotless kitchens and well-fed husbands. Should Ariadne ever yield to the life her mother envisions, she might at least find some consolation in the gleaming promise of modern appliances—those marvels of convenience designed to make domesticity seem less like confinement and more like progress.
When I was young, I was the kid who checked
out a stack of books from the library as big as I could carry. I read everything – from Encyclopedia
Brown to classics like Twain and Dickens, then Agatha Christie to That Was Then, This is Now,
Watership Down, and short stories like “Success” and “The Lottery.” I learned
so much from books.
But not everything.
Common Elements in a Good Story
First, and foremost, a story must entertain. I don’t mean it
can’t be serious or important, nor am I suggesting stories should all be amusing
or light-hearted; but a good story is engaging, interesting, or enjoyable to
its audience. This may account for the popularity of the traveling troubadours
and bards of the Middle Ages. They knew all the popular tales, as well as the noteworthy
theses from the universities, the healing power of herbs and simple medicines, and
the scandals of the royal court. Many also played one or more instruments and
could compose poetry at a moment’s notice. Essentially, they knew what their audience wanted to hear, and they delivered it.
Each year, attendees (authors and “fans” a/k/a readers) at the Malice Domestic conference in Bethesda, Maryland vote for nominees in six categories to receive an “Agatha.” According to the conference website:
The Agatha Awards celebrate the TRADITIONAL MYSTERY, best typified by the works of AGATHA CHRISTIE. The genre is loosely defined as mysteries that contain no explicit sex, excessive gore, or gratuitous violence, and would not be classified as "hard-boiled."
The
Agatha Award categories are:
(For more information about the Agatha Award process, see: Agatha Award Process | Malice Domestic Ltd.)
For our January meeting of Mystery by the Sea – The Southeastern Virginia Chapter of Sisters in Crime, I presented a session of prompts to inspire us all to create new material. I figured others might also enjoy this Micro Mysteries session of Max’s Writers CafĂ©. (This is an offshoot of the ongoing series I present for Hampton Public Library. Sessions are for ages 18+ and are free via Zoom, but registration is required for each individual session. I hold sessions each spring and fall; we have more coming up in April 2026).
So far, the answer is
complicated.
I’m thinking about the
backstory to writer Phil Terrana’s essay, “Strolling or Scrolling.” A
grandson’s visit brought Phil up close and personal with the kid’s fascination with
his cell phone’s superpower. This pinpointed something my sisters and I have
quietly stumbled into since I’ve lived a half hour from them. We’re rarely in
proximity—without a pre-scheduled drive across a bridge through heavy
traffic—at the exact moment when one of us has something to say. We scroll
instead.
“Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April in Seventy-five, Hardly a man is...