Snake Dreams

I hope that readers will enjoy this thirteenth installment of the Charlie Moon/Shaman mysteries. At this time of year, I am so deeply involved in the current adventures of long, lean Charlie M, his cantankerous Aunt Daisy and sweet little Sarah Frank (it’s hard to believe she is already seventeen!) that Snake Dreams is already history. I must pause for a moment to recall what it was about.

Perhaps a sip of strong coffee will help.

Ah, yes. It is coming back to me.

Snake Dreams begins with a brutal dual murder in the arid West-Texas desert.

Two or three years later, while searching for her favorite Campbell’s soup (Chicken Noodle) on a Durango supermarket shelf, Daisy Perika experiences a lurid vision of one of the victims. Moments after the Ute shaman deals harshly with the unwelcome spirit, Sarah encounters a terrifying vegetable among the fresh produce. A few days after these unsettling events, Daisy is arrested, handcuffed and charged with assaulting a police officer. The aged woman is unfazed by this development. Before her day is over, Charlie Moon’s aunt will end up dancing with a–

No. That would be giving too much away.

Please excuse me. The sun has just come over the mountain and bright, warm light floods through the cabin windows. It is time to warm up some tasty leftovers for lunch.

I wish you all good reading.

May God bless us, every one.
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Comments

[Joe Barone]

I am glad to see you are blogging this week. For years I've been reading about Charlie Moon, his Aunt Daisy, and her tricky friend who hides in the hole (I wouldn't try to spell it for the world).

Whenever I pick up one of your books, I know it will be a good story. --Joe Barone.