Linda K Sienkiewicz

Writing life, line by line

What, Why, How: Jan Rydzon on writing a small-town mystery, female sleuths, and the secrets that bind us

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What: I write small-town mysteries and suspense, featuring female amateur sleuths. Most of my stories grow out of family dramas and close relationships, where the tension between secrets and loyalties fuels the stories. I’ve always loved elegant old houses and mansions, and they often become characters in my books, but in Misery Cove, a rundown lakeside motel drives the action. My novels … [Read more...]

Kegels, Kenny G, and the Curse of Bad Waiting Room Music

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The music was worse than the dentist: Recently, I spent a half-hour doing Kegel exercises at the dentist, not to distract myself from the cleaning, but from the awful music. This wasn’t soothing spa music, oldies, or top 40 fluff. It was some contemporary country crap—and I’m really sorry if that’s your jam, but I found it intolerable—monotone and formulaic. Each song sounded the same, like … [Read more...]

In Defense of the Wild Girl Within

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Fictional characters and impressionable kids Author Jamie Cat Callan mused on Instagram that when you were a child you likely had favorite character in a book. Maybe you embraced a secret identity. Maybe you even joined a fan club. And then you grew up. You told yourself that you needed to be realistic, to earn a living and be a responsible citizen of the world. But all those fantasies from … [Read more...]

Don’t Look in the Freezer: Life with a Veterinarian

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Goldfish Surgery and Chinchillas in the Bubble-Bath: I had no idea how many trials and tribulations come with being a veterinarian, or being married to one. In her coming memoir, Patti Eddington takes us from farm calls to exotic pets—and even to the unforgettable moment when her husband, Jim, performs surprisingly successful surgery on their daughter’s goldfish. Speaking of … [Read more...]

Art as resistance: a reminder to love

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No more chaos, I'm exhausted: Confession: I lettered this February’s chalkboard early because I felt compelled to take January’s off the porch before the month even ended. January’s message was cheeky, asking 2026 to be “Please good because I’m tired of chaos.” I guess I was overly optimistic when I lettered it, but of course, who could imagine. Not even one week into the first month of a new … [Read more...]