Posts Tagged ‘Chet and Bernie mystery’

Mr. Singh

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February 7th, 2012 Posted 9:12 am

“Why did I change my mind at the last minute?” Bernie says.

Uh-oh. Is he talking about his Super Bowl bet again? He opens the safe in the office, takes out his grandfather’s watch, our most valuable possession. Yes, the Super Bowl bet. We’re off to see Mr. Singh. Mr. Singh’s the pawnbroker. Once he shared some goat curry he had heating on the burner. You don’t forget things like that.

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No Post Tomorrow

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December 15th, 2011 Posted 6:05 am

Special traveling day. But for now, a blog exclusive – the very beginning of book 5 in the Chet and Bernie series:

“Heard you drove another one off a cliff,” said Nixon Panero. He spat a thin brown stream of chewing tobacco into an empty paint can, or maybe not that empty. Yellow paint, the yellow of egg yolks, now with a brown swirl in the middle: there’re all kinds of beauty in life.

“You heard wrong,” said Bernie.

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Chet And Bernie #5

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December 9th, 2011 Posted 9:17 am

“Get the climax done yesterday?” says Admin.

“Did my best,” Spence says. “Threw in a little pathetic fallacy.”

“Careful with that!” Admin says. “And today the denouement, I suppose? Don’t get tied up in knots!”

Admin seems to think that’s pretty funny. He’s the only one laughing.

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Ridiculously Early Sneak Peek At Book 5 In The Chet and Bernie Series

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November 10th, 2011 Posted 9:09 am

Admin: I believe B. Stover, in the down-under part, was kind enough to ask how book 5 was going. Here’s a sample:

“ … puppy I was telling you about?” Mr. Parsons was saying.

“The one you saw in the canyon?” Bernie said.

“Exactly,” said Mr. Parsons. “Spotted the little fella again this afternoon. Even managed to snap a picture of him on my cell phone – first time I got the damn thing to work.”

“Soon you’ll be uploading to the cloud,” Bernie said.

Mr. Parsons gave Bernie a quick look, then nodded. “That’s true,” he said. “And except for how I’ll miss Mrs. Parsons, I’m ready. I’ve had a good life.”

“No, no, no,” Bernie said. “I meant – “ And then came a long explanation of what he’d meant, which lost me right out of the gate, and maybe Mr. Parsons, too, to judge from the look on his face.

“It’s all right, Bernie,” he said, “I’m not offended. But do you want to see the picture?”

“Yes.”

Mr. Parsons took out his cell phone and started pressing buttons. “Cursed stupid hellish – “

“Mind if I try?” Bernie said.

Mr. Parsons handed Bernie the phone. “This one?” Bernie said.

They gazed at the glowing thing, then both turned and transferred that gaze onto me. I wagged my tail, my fall-back response in all kinds of situations.

Welcome Rosie

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