The relationship with my author, Nancy G. West, is unsettling. I was her star for four Aggie Mundeen Mysteries. Then she went AWOL and was cruising along as if she didn’t know me anymore.

Last month she finished a novel about an eighteen-year-old baseball player, Decker Savage, whose parents are divorcing. In January of his senior year, he sits depressed and alone in a dark diner when a scruffy stranger in the far booth draws his gaze. His mother walks into the murky place and sits across from this man. Decker cringes down to watch. They chit chat, and she smiles. The man abruptly jumps up and blasts out of the diner. She looks perplexed, then angry. What does this creep have to do with Decker’s family? He has to find out. He sneaks out the back of the building and follows the man into life-threatening danger.

Possible titles: Desperate Measures – The Stranger in the Booth – Limbo Land. Since this book is different from her others, Nancy seeks agency representation and a new publisher.

What does this baseball player have to do with me? The book is filled with suspense and probably isn’t even funny. Nancy has obviously lost the plot. I’m a goner.

I do, however, have encouraging news. Second Editions of the Aggie Mundeen Mysteries are out, plus the prequel, Nine Days to Evil, where Meredith, the protagonist, meets me and Sam.

The Plunge, bridge to the Aggie Mundeen Lake Mysteries, is also out. In The Plunge, after Sam and I almost drown in a raging flood, our outlook and relationship change, along with my location. Near death experiences have that effect. A new beginning? A temporary relocation? A permanent shift?

Nancy is working on the second lake mystery. She hasn’t told me what will happen, but at least I’m in her head again

Waiting,

Aggie Mundeen