tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210943.post7953333750841268179..comments2024-03-14T08:44:26.579-04:00Comments on Type M for Murder: Emerging from HibernationBarbara Fradkinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06992196707567972990noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210943.post-34479493897079295632016-02-18T15:52:50.432-05:002016-02-18T15:52:50.432-05:00Just the opposite here. I don't leave the hous...Just the opposite here. I don't leave the house after 10 a.m. or before sundown in the summer.Donis Caseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15207228706777377242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30210943.post-50795350773089433522016-02-16T07:06:40.703-05:002016-02-16T07:06:40.703-05:00Love it! Like you, Vicky, I see foul or cold weath...Love it! Like you, Vicky, I see foul or cold weather as an excuse to stay in and write. I don't mind snow or rain as long as I have my computer nearby, a pot of tea, and a head full of ideas. Eileen Goudgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01156415980783091338noreply@blogger.com